Chapter Eighty-Eight: Hell

The ivory comb in his hand stopped suddenly, and Jimo looked at the back of the man in the rhombic glass, only to feel that the gloomy color seemed to be a bottomless black hole, swallowing all the light faintly, leaving only endless pain and confusion: "You are like that, I can't wait for me to die,"

"I don't understand what you mean." An inexplicable irritability suddenly surged in his heart, and Ji Mo unintentionally threw away the comb in his hand, turned to Helian Yungui: "You also said that I am just recuperating here, not a prisoner, so what's wrong with me meeting Brother Baili to catch up, how can it become that we are going to put you to death, this hat is inevitably too heavy, I don't dare to bear it." ”

"Meet and catch up...... Hehe, a good meeting to catch up. Laughing sullenly, Helian Yungui slowly turned his head, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more silent than Fang Cai's back: "It seems that a long time ago, you were discussing how to get rid of me." ”

The lines at the corners of his lips gradually became cold and hard, and Jimo stared at him for a long time, and only said, "Do you have to talk like this?"

She would rather Helian Yungui still look like a master in the world, even if her eyes are clear and her heart is clear, she will not break it, and she will only act in secret and cunning, then she may be able to deal with it without care. But now, as it was, she almost saw the desolation and desolation in his eyes, and she was not used to it.

"Do you have to play stupid with me," probably one of the few patiences she had exhausted, Helian Yungui strode up to Jimo Wuxin, leaned down suddenly, and her tall body almost covered her entirely: "Wuxin, no matter what you thought of me before, I don't care." But after all these days of getting along, you know how I Helian Yun has returned to you, is it true that in your eyes, I am still the heinous person in their mouths?"

Staring at the handsome face that was close at hand, Ji Mo Wuxin found that he didn't know how to answer his question for a while.

Ever since she knew the name Helian Yungui, this person was the enemy she identified, and she always believed that he had harmed her mother and her grandfather's family, but she had never thought about what kind of person this would be. To be honest, she was very surprised the moment she first met him. Because this man, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a person who would do such a cruel thing. Jimo Wuxin has always boasted of his intuition and precision, not to mention the sanctimonious people like Jinye, even Yan Lie, who only made a small move, could not escape her perception, but Helian Yungui, only Helian Yungui, she never noticed half of his sinisterness. If she didn't know his identity, no one would impersonate him, and she would definitely think that she had found the wrong person for revenge.

As for his care for her, it is even less of a matter to question. No matter how big or small, every time he bows to him, even if he knows that he is making a temperament or deliberately provoking him, he probably just laughs it off. In the face of such a person, can she still talk nonsense with her eyes open, but ......

"I am very grateful for your thoughtfulness and care for me, but I don't know what you see now, whether it is Jimo Wuxin or Jimo Yunqi," the distance between the two was almost face to face. She could clearly see the confusion and obsession that had accumulated in the depths of his eyes, she could clearly perceive the heat and speed of his breathing, and she could even feel his lips brushing her cheeks as if they were nothing. Helian Yungui has completely regarded her as a substitute for her mother, not only because of this similar face, but also because she still has her mother's blood flowing in her body.

In a certain sense, she has no intention of ink, which is the continuation of Jimo Yuntian. Whether it is from the meaning of life, or the necessity of existence.

"Is there a difference," maintaining the ambiguous contact at the moment, Helian Yungui's voice sounded a little vague: "Mo No, you care a lot," he couldn't help but reach out, he stroked her long hair hanging down the back of her head, but at the same time fixed her head, and did not allow the person in front of him to have the slightest possibility of escaping: "Wuxin, you will only be Baili Liusheng's 'fiancée', because I will never let you get married." ”

The man's slightly cool lips gently moved on her cheeks, like a dragonfly dotting water, bringing a subtle temperature difference and making the current situation extremely weird: "Are you worthy of my mother by doing this, you know that I am not her, but you still want to do this, this is what you call my mother's love,"

There was no momentary frustration because of her words, Helian Yungui held her face, her thin lips moved downward, and she turned her head slightly, which was already directly printed on Jimo Wuxin. Gently biting the scarlet color with a numbing force, he actually sighed as if he was satisfied: "You are the continuation of her bloodline, and my love for her should naturally be continued by you." After saying that, he didn't plan to give Jimo a chance to open her mouth unintentionally, as soon as he loosened her lips slightly, the long tongue followed straight in, not giving her time to breathe and react at all.

He has wanted to do this for a long time, from Jimo Yuntian back then, to Jimo Wuxin now. Now, after all, I have got my wish.

The innate gap between men and women makes Jimo unintentional and powerless to resist, not to mention that Helian Yungui's martial arts cultivation is already above her, and at such a frantic moment, she has no way to think of it except to suffer it and not provoke him again. But seeing that the entanglement between her lips and teeth became more and more violent, she was imprisoned in his arms by his hands, and the bodies of the two people were close together, and the temperature was so high that it seemed to ignite the air.

Is this Helian Yungui still the man who was as gentle as water when he first met, Jimo unintentionally reluctantly opened his eyes, looking at the madness and intoxication on the other party's face, his heart jumped, and suddenly a trace of sympathy and pity rose for no reason.

For him, his mother is probably a poison that can make people addicted but can never quit, the crazy man in front of him, I don't know how much effort it took to suppress such a hot affection, only with the usual indifferent expression to deal with the surrounding qiē. Just looking at such a calm appearance, it is estimated that no one knows that he is terminally ill.

Being in hell, is his heart to the world, secretly smiling bitterly, Ji Mo closed his eyes unintentionally, and slowly reached out to wrap his hand around Helian Yungui's waist.

That's it, that's it, she's been a hell for a long time, and now she's not afraid to sink,

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