He lay there unconscious, majestically, and could not help but be awe-inspiring. 『』(Read the latest chapters and sectionsщщщ.xinbiqι)

Hindy stood in the doorway, suddenly feeling like she was going to be abandoned. Now he is so cold that he cannot be desecrated, and there is no way for people to approach. What life would be like without this man, Hindy never imagined. The feeling that always exists in my heart will be buried in the grave with death, and the future will no longer be valuable, and it will be over.

She barely took a step, her feet fluttering, and she almost fell to the ground. But she didn't want to give up, and she couldn't accept this fact anyway. Hindy moved to the side of the bed and went limp. Her hand slowly rested on his chest, caressing it slowly, like a plea, begging the man to stay, begging death to have mercy on her.

His chest was hot, but he didn't feel any life.

The sheets were wet with her tears.

Is he really going to die?

Cindy's heart began to feel like she was surrounded by a black mist in the center. She still kept stroking his chest, hoping that the man would hold her hand and tell her with his confident black eyes that she was okay.

Kara stood behind her, feeling very uncomfortable.

Extreme fatigue and a great sense of fear finally broke Xindi's head, and the queen of arms of the South Seas suddenly fell on top of him at this moment, trembling like a poor kitten left on the side of the road. She grabbed the battered garment with both hands, buried her face in his neck, rubbing it repeatedly, skin to skin, hair sliding down his jaw.

But he didn't react at all. Xindi vented all the feelings in her heart, but she couldn't get the slightest response from him. Her weak shoulders and soft waist trembled, and her whole body spasmed, and she felt that she was going to die, and all her life and vitality were going to end here.

Kara looked at the striking, the man's face was expressionless, clean, spotless, he could be said to be holy, like a newborn child, quietly asleep. Looking at him like this, Kara remembered that he was always impatient and excited, and he always made decisions about everything on the spot, and never saw him idle, not even when he was asleep. She remembered the night on the Novominsk, when it was very dark, and the only sound was the waves and rumbling waves on both sides of the ship. As he walked along the corridor around the ship, he somehow felt that the blow must be ahead. That was the first time she had seen the silence of the struck, but unfortunately she soon fell asleep beside him.

Now, at last, I saw him asleep, as quiet as an endless lake, completely transparent, completely holy.

Xindi slowly raised her head, tears on her face, and her short hair was wet, and it was scattered and glued to her face, pitiful and unbearable. She looked at the struck face, his lips slowly shrunk, half-open, and his whole face seemed to slowly concave in. The eyelids were slightly closed, but not closed, and Xindy could even see his bare eyeballs, cloudy, dull, and without any vitality. The man she knew with sparkles in his dark eyes was gone, and the look in his eyes made her feel incredibly strange.

Is he gone?

The emotion that is always hidden in the bottom of my heart is also rotting?

Cold. An endless cold sensation spread from Xindi's heart, and she panicked, and her hands wrapped around her body fiercely, trying to hold him tight and never let anything take him away.

"What the hell am I, what the hell am I doing."

Hindy cried.

This man has always been by his side. But what kind of debt did he owe in his last life, and what kind of bad fate he had? Why don't you confide in him, why don't you tell him what is in your heart? What you are holding on, what you are insisting on. Who you really are and what you want to do.

Xindi has the ambition of a man, and she has the ability to defeat men, she is just like a man with a controlling desire, but she has to give up a woman's **** because of this. As a woman, why can't you have access to your own world and your lover? Women are like passers-by in the world, either as props or as men on this man's stage. Wanting to be the master of this stage as a woman sounds almost paradoxical.

In the midst of extreme panic and remorse, Xindi's heart was completely torn.

This woman was completely torn apart from ** to her soul.

Xindi was terrified to the extreme, she had completely lost all her senses, and just stared blankly at her face. Her lips twitched slightly, she pleaded, she begged the man to wake up and look at herself.

The air is trembling.

Something terrible inhuman, coming.

In front of the door of the room, the inhuman thing was slowly approaching, getting closer and closer.

It had no shape, no volume, but it had a tremendous sense of oppression.

It's waiting at the door.

Meng Zhu is gradually falling asleep, and it seems to be waking up. He was asleep, dreaming, and the dreams were all ethereal. He felt that he could think, that he could think, so he was sure that he was dreaming and not asleep.

I wonder why the door of the house was open, maybe the wind blew it open.

Why didn't anyone go and close the door.

Is anyone going to come in, who is going to come in.

Is there anyone outside the door, who is it?

Suddenly, Meng broke out in a cold sweat and woke up suddenly.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't see anything. His throat swallowed, barely letting out a little whimper, and his throat was dry as if it had been burned by fire.

It was in this haze of waking up that he felt an inexplicable sense of well-being, which slowly spread around him. That's right, it's really a feeling of happiness, beyond contentment, beyond joy, beyond all good emotions, that's happiness.

Why does it feel this way.

"Ahh She must be coming! ”

Meng Struck immediately thought so.

Sure enough, there was her lying next to her. Is that her, it must be. Who else will it be at this time, she must be eager to come to her side. Her hair slowly brushed her chin, just like before. Meng Struck felt as if he could see her.

Her hair seemed to be darker than before, why, it must be that the light in the room was too dark, and everything was dark when she looked at herself.

She had always been by her side, no wonder she had that magical sense of happiness just now. Her body was still so soft, so warm, so fascinating.

Why did she become so thin, it must be that she was too worried in the past few days, and her body was thin. In the past, her waist was not so thin and winding, she should have been healthy and energetic, but now she is so thin.

Her voice was weird, she was crying.

His eyelids twitched a few times, and he felt like he was about to be able to see her.

He watched quietly, and her appearance was already emerging. She lay on her chest, just like she had done before.

I really didn't expect to finally reunite with her at this time.

He couldn't see anything with his eyes, but he decided that it was the one he thought of in his heart.

Xindi suddenly held her breath as she saw her eyelids move. God, her heart is completely crazy at this moment. It only takes one chance, and this one chance is enough. If he can wake up, Hinty will sù his own love; She will give up all the qiē and love him with all her heart.

His lips were trembling, and he was about to speak.

Cindy bit her lip and leaned over to keep her face close to him, she wanted to hear his inner voice directly through the skin-to-skin contact. There is nothing in between, and neither can the air.

Oh my God, I heard his heart beat. Xindi kept crying, and the tears couldn't be stopped. She hugged the man's body tightly with both hands, listening carefully to what he said, not missing a word.

His voice was faint:

"You're here."

"It's me, it's me, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere." Xindi couldn't wait to answer.

"I feel it, I feel it as soon as you come."

His voice was distant, sounding distant, invisible, rather than driven by the vibrations of his vocal cords. Cindy felt like she was lying on the railroad tracks, listening to the train from infinite distances through the guò solid pass. "Well, I'm coming, I'm never going again." Hindy cried and replied.

"No one can give me the feeling of happiness like you."

"I will, I always will." Tears welled up in her eyes, but there was a happy smile on her face.

"I love you and always have loved you."

When Xindi heard this, her emotions completely burst, and there was infinite love in her heart to vent. She bordered on madness: "Me too, me too." I love you, I love you too much, and always will be. She was so happy, she was surrounded by a sense of relief and happiness that she had never felt before. Hinti had defeated the most powerful men in the South Seas, she could despise all women, she had gained the largest and most influential arms market and the entire military social circle, but nothing could bring her a tidal wave of happiness.

She trembled, and an extremely intense excitement surged through her body. She couldn't control her body, she wanted to indulge, to vent, and for the first time she had such whole-body pleasure and satisfaction.

"You sue me," his voice was still so far away, "you say, can I still live?" ”

"Yes, yes, absolutely. I'm sure, I'm sure. ”

He was silent, silent for a long time, as if he had lost his heartbeat and his breathing.

That palpitating sense of dread seized Hindy again, she didn't dare to breathe, she didn't dare to make a sound, she held him as if something was going to take away her happiness.

Xindi's forehead pressed against his cheek.

For a moment, he was a little sober again.

He gently deflected his head and kissed Xindi softly, in a soft voice:

"You're so nice, Chloe."

When Hindy heard this, she suddenly froze.

She understood, and was completely silent.

Hinty's heart was completely clear, more sober than ever. In front of this man, she understood what she was supposed to be. Chapter error, click here to report (no registration), the maintenance staff will correct the chapter content within two minutes after reporting, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.