The dark room was so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing, and there was a musty smell in the room.

Thinking of Tong Jia lying in the morgue cold, the kind of cold storage where there is no trace of warmth, even if all the love is injected, Kang Yi clutches his hair irritably, and his scalp is lifted painfully.

Only this pain made him really feel that Tong Jia had left, and he was wronged, or miserable.

Miserable, for happy people, cutting their fingers and shedding a little blood, it's all miserable!

Tong Jia can be said to be unjustly killed, or it can be said to be an accident, an unfortunate death in the process of escaping, and the death of a person is indeed tragic enough!

Compared with Ning Bing'er's previous life, in a situation where rancid and moldy, whipping and humiliation can occur at any time, Tong Jia is happy!

That's why there is a saying: Happy people are the same, and unfortunate people have their own misfortunes!

"Kang Yi, don't leave me. Ning Bing'er's frightened prayer came from behind.

Kang Yi reacted from the painful contemplation, turned around, and looked at the pair of white little hands clutching wildly, and muttering the words just now.

Some fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the scattered bangs on the door were soaked with sweat and applied to his face, which was tenacious, and his little face became red from the struggle.

Because he was too nervous, he kept shaking his head, the black and silky hair kept beating his cheeks, and the tear mole in his left eye was clearly in Kang Yi's heart.

This kind of painful mole makes people feel distressed, and in the previous life, it must have been hurt very much by love, so that such a cherished mole would grow?

The dark eyes blinked, and she clenched the raised little hands with pity, clenched them tightly, and her free left hand gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and finally put her hand on her little face, softly humming a soft tune.

Listening to the gentle minority, Bing'er's mood stabilized a lot, and she soon fell into a deep sleep again.

Only Bing'er knew that in addition to the fear of losing Kang Yi again, there was also the cold destruction suffered in the dark organization in the previous life, these tortures and injuries, like scars, have been healed for a long time, and the wounds are still painful after inadvertent force.

Looking at Bing'er's sleeping charming little face, Kang Yi was so sleepy that he couldn't struggle, and he couldn't care about his reputation, so he lay down peacefully and slept lightly next to the woman.

Once again, the lonely village is summoned by the sun, and it slowly wakes up from its slumber, breaking the morning silence with the crow of a rooster one after another.

The loud rooster crows, with the first ray of warm sun, completely kicks off the busy day.

The man who was shallow and vigilant to fall asleep got up gently, pulled out the big hand from under Bing'er's head, shook his sour arm, and looked at the woman beside him with a satisfied expression.

Raised the big hand and gently touched her forehead, the fever also subsided, and the little face returned to the beautiful and healthy complexion of the past, the skin was as white as snow, delicate and smooth, and the delicate and three-dimensional facial features were very beautiful and charming!

Kang Yi couldn't help but lean down lightly and taste it like a dragonfly, so sweet and fragrant!

After stealing kisses, he immediately got up and sat upright, like a child who stole a neighbor's peach, clenching his fists in a panic.

The big knuckle hand was pinched and rattled!

"Morning!" Bing'er opened her eyes lazily, looking at the man sitting on the edge of the bed embarrassedly, her little face was sleepy, she slept very well last night, refreshed and satisfied.

I was startled when I had just done something wrong, turned around, and looked at Bing'er's cute face in horror.

What are you afraid of? What did I do?

Didn't you just kiss it?

Yes, I just kissed it!

I'll take care of it!

Kang Yi quickly adjusted his mentality, quickly calmed down, and looked at Bing'er coldly and calmly, but unfortunately God did not recover quickly psychologically, and was still a little shy.

"Kang Yi, you haven't slept all night! just sit like this?" Ning Bing'er asked worriedly!

He knows that Kang Yi is a person, and he will not make it difficult for others, let alone take advantage of others' dangers!

Those big flickering eyes, looking at Kang Yi in a daze, distressed and concerned!

"Morning! No! I just woke up for a while!" Kang Yi turned around slightly, smiling lightly, very relieved and satisfied.

Love someone, or that's it, just look at her, and feel like you have the whole world, very satisfied, very rich!

From the moment she saw Ning Bing'er, she gave him the feeling that her stubborn and strong personality made him look at it, and he never forgot her face.

Always dreaming that one day we can see each other again, and since then he has resisted or obeyed, and he is in a lonely thought.

"Did you sleep well?" Kang Yi asked softly, a faint love in his deep eyes.

Turning around and looking at her gently, he raised his hand to touch her head, the taste of love surged in his heart, and the hand hanging in the air found that something was wrong, and Mu Ne was a little stunned.

Bing'er got up slowly, her churning movements like a nimble little squirrel, grunting up, looking at Kang Yi with a cute and cute face.

Blinking those big eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and he stared at the stunned Kang Yi suspiciously.

What's wrong with this man?

Why did you settle here?

Something on my face?

Bing'er's eyes widened worriedly, and she took out her phone to see if she hadn't washed her face and put on makeup.

The blue light of the mobile phone shines on her fair and beautiful little face, staring at herself on the screen with a puzzled face, only to find that she is completely without makeup and without makeup.

So why is Kang Yi stupid?

Outside the house, the sound of farm tools moving, disturbed each other's gazes.

Hearing the sound, Kang Yi paced to the window and looked out from the wooden eaves, his eagle-like keen eyes quickly catching the signal transmitted by every movement outside.

I saw Wang Ming holding a hoe, holding it up, quietly facing the ground, using the force of inertia to make the hoe more stable, knocked it stupidly for half a second, put it down again, and then picked up the plows on the side, wiped and wiped, carefully rubbed a few times, and put it down again.

Every farm tool was carefully picked up, wiped clean, and finally put down reluctantly.

Looking at the man leaning against the window, with a tall and handsome heroic posture, and the handsome side face that was so handsome that it made people want to commit a crime, Bing'er dragged her chin happily and enjoyed this visual feast seriously.

Ning Bing'er believes that it is a great honor for them to invite this life in their previous life, and the continuation of this life will continue in the third life.

If Kang Yi hadn't discovered her love for him, she would rather be with her for one life, and if one life was not enough, she would have been with her in the next life.

"Lao Wang, it's time to eat. A woman shouted at the top of her voice, as if this kind of rough way of communicating was normal, even habitual, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Wang Ming reluctantly put down the farm tools, turned around melancholy, and walked towards the narrow kitchen.

Farmers can't do without the yellow earth, just like fish can't do without water, which is a kind of mutual support.

Why is Wang Ming so embarrassed?