72_72998Yang Haolong staggered back, while revealing a bleak smile, the bloodless face, such a desperate smile appeared, seeing a burst of pain in people's hearts, the most heart-wrenching is Wang Jiahong, who is worried but rejected for thousands of miles.

"Wang Jiahong, how can you let me go, even if my father once owed you, isn't it enough in the previous life? How long are you going to torture me! ”

Unexpectedly, Yang Haolong did not roar loudly, but in a very calm tone, his heart was like stagnant water, maybe he was describing her now!

Looking at Yang Haolong's desperate expression, Wang Jiahong couldn't help but want to step forward and hold her tightly in his arms, telling her that he really loved her and didn't want to hurt her.

It's a pity, even if Wang Jiahong feels guilty and sad in his heart, Yang Haolong no longer lets him continue to get closer, although his eyes can't see, but Yang Haolong still tries very hard to avoid Wang Jiahong's approach with his breath and voice, until there is no way back behind him.

"Dragon...... I...... I really love you, you believe me, okay? ”

Wang Jiahong's tone was a little pleading, he couldn't wait to dig out his heart to show Yang Haolong, standing there helplessly, people couldn't help but feel distressed.

The dignified Demon Venerable, there will be such a helpless time.

Yang Haolong retreated until there was no other way to retreat behind him, and the whole person was almost sticking to the wall behind him, leaning back tightly, and the sad expression on his face made people feel heartbroken when they looked at it.

"Long'er, Long'er, don't do this."

Wang Jiahong looked at Yang Haolong in the corner of the wall, frowned tightly, wanted to get close but didn't know how to pull her into his arms without hurting her, and was a little at a loss for a while.

"You go away! Don't come near me! ”

Yang Haolong waved his hands as he tried to bring his back close to the wall behind him, trying to isolate a contact from Wang Jiahong, clenching the corners of his mouth and almost oozing blood from under his teeth.

Just when Wang Jiahong was still standing in place and didn't know what to do, the figure in the corner suddenly gave up waving his hands and suddenly became quiet.

Because of this commotion, his body, which had already become weak due to the attack of the ancient poison, and the fact that he hadn't eaten for a long time, Yang Haolong's body was finally exhausted.

The strong body finally gave up resistance, and then, even the consciousness gradually blurred, and after a while, he fainted.

And Wang Jiahong, who was standing not far away, was even more anxious when he saw the person who fell into a coma because of the exhaustion of his body, and he stepped forward to pick up Yang Haolong, hugged him tightly in his arms, and kept scanning Yang Haolong's body with his eyes, wanting to see if there was any injury.

And when he saw the cracks on Yang Haolong's body that were cut out by the fragments of those plates and utensils, Wang Jiahong's eyes also became unsightly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was worried that Yang Haolong would suffer from the cold, he deliberately put on a few more clothes for her, at this time, she would have been scratched into something that was not certain, even if she was protected by clothes, she could still faintly see the white skin showing out of the cracks in the clothes.

Wang Jiahong held the hands that were cut by fragments in distress, and the self-blame in his eyes was unbearable.

The slender white hand was deeply scratched with two wounds, and the blood continued to flow, and soon the sleeves were soaked.

Seeing such a situation, where could Wang Jiahong calm down, he immediately picked up Yang Haolong and kicked open the closed door, and yelled at the people outside the door.

"Go get the medicine, quick!"

It was only a moment, and the most precious medicine in the Demon Palace was presented to Wang Jiahong.

Wang Jiahong tried his best to control his slightly trembling hand while treating the wound on Yang Haolong's hand.

Looking at the faces of the people on the soft couch who were gradually turning pale due to blood loss, Wang Jiahong couldn't wait to transfer these wounds to his own body.

Seeing the wound on Yang Haolong's hand, the self-blame in Wang Jiahong's heart almost made him breathless, if he hadn't been so negligent just now, this qiē would not have happened!

Finally, after treating all the wounds on Yang Haolong's body, Wang Jiahong was relieved, and sat down next to the soft couch, looking at the sleeping person without blinking.

The pale face, the frowns that were still tightly furrowed in sleep, the lips that were subconsciously clenched because of fear, and there was no trace of blood that was oppressed by the teeth.

Wang Jiahong looked closely at every part of Yang Haolong's body with a delicate look, and the cautious feeling was like being afraid that he would lose his trace after blinking his eyes, and he cherished it very much.

I saw the bruises on my body from the fall, the ankle that was injured by my own negligence, and now the hands that were injured by the great stimulation caused by my own negligence.

"What a bastard I am!"

Wang Jiahong almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words from his throat, and he couldn't suppress the pain in his heart, and he smashed his fist on the ground beside him.

The smooth ground made of hard marble actually cracked a few cracks under this heavy blow, and because of the backlash of strength, Wang Jiahong's fist also oozed drops of blood.

Looking at Yang Haolong's frowning brows and the painful look on his face in his sleep, Wang Jiahong couldn't feel the pain in his hands at all, because the pain in his heart had surpassed a qiē.

As for his injury, Wang Jiahong didn't seem to care at all, he didn't even look at it, he focused his eyes on Yang Haolong's body, and looked intently at the pale man on the soft couch.

"Long'er, Long'er, I'm sorry."

Wang Jiahong stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sleeping face, his hand seemed to be trembling slightly, and it seemed that even touching it was a great challenge.

The figure sitting in front of the soft couch, where there is still half a point of the momentum of the Demon Venerable, no matter how you look at it, there is a frustration and a frustration.

And Yang Haolong had a long dream after losing consciousness.

In her dreams, she seemed to return to the world she had been in before, and the scenes of her previous life seemed to be re-experienced, and the final scene was frozen on the edge of the cliff.

Looking at Wang Jiahong, who was gradually approaching him, Yang Haolong jumped down without hesitation, for her, no matter how many times the same scene appeared, she would not have a trace of hesitation.

Compared with staying by Wang Jiahong's side, she would rather die, which is not a difficult choice for her.

It's just that Wang Jiahong in the dream this time seems to have a lot more strength, and he actually grabbed her hands tightly, and his blood-red eyes almost ate her.

Yang Haolong used all his strength to break free, but found that there was nothing he could do, and the anxiety in his heart almost burned her.

"Ahh

Yang Haolong finally couldn't help but scream, opened his eyes suddenly, trembled violently, cold sweat came out of his body layer by layer, and soon, the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat.

Because of his blindness, Yang Haolong opened his eyes suddenly, but found that it was still dark in front of him, as if he had not woken up from a nightmare, and was still whispering something.

Wang Jiahong, who had been guarding by his side, saw this scene, immediately straightened up, looked at Yang Haolong with concern, and looked at the latter's painful look, and couldn't help clenching his fists tightly.

"Long'er, what's wrong with you? Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Wang Jiahong walked to the side of the bed and helped Yang Haolong up and hugged her in his arms, patting her gently on the back and comforting her softly.

And Yang Haolong didn't seem to react in the aftermath of the nightmare, gasping for breath, and his face turned red from the violent panting.

Dragons?

Yang Haolong's movements were sluggish for a moment, and he finally reacted to his current identity and realized that he had woken up from his dream.

And feeling the big hand behind him that gently patted him, Yang Haolong frowned, and raised his arm to block it.

Although he couldn't see the environment around him, Yang Haolong still subconsciously kept a distance from Wang Jiahong and was unwilling to have too much contact with him.

"Long'er, are you okay? Would you like to eat something? ”

Wang Jiahong's voice full of distress and concern came, but there was no reply in Yang Haolong's ears.

At this time, Yang Haolong was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.

Although she felt that this attack of the ancient poison would be different from the past, and she was even ready to be blind forever, but now it seemed that there were more problems besides blindness!

Although the past few seizures have also made the body weak, it is far from reaching the current level, and even Yang Haolong himself is a little unacceptable to his fainting these three times.

More than poisoning, what she couldn't accept was exposing her weakness in front of Wang Jiahong!

Looking at the solemn expression of the person opposite, Wang Jiahong wanted to say something to comfort Yang Haolong, but he hesitated at the moment when he wanted to speak.

It is useless to mention these facts again except to evoke Yang Haolong's sad memory, so don't say it!

Thinking of this, Wang Jiahong swallowed back the words he wanted to say, but walked in front of Yang Haolong, stretched out his hand and gently placed it on top of her head, rubbing it gently.

"With me, everything will be fine."

Wang Jiahong's voice was as gentle as water, almost drowning Yang Haolong, but Yang Haolong had no expression, and he tried his best to get rid of Wang Jiahong's hand.

A touch of loss crossed Wang Jiahong's eyes, and the originally gentle expression became a little stiff under Yang Haolong's dodge.

Seeing this situation, Wang Jiahong couldn't help but withdraw his hand with some loss, looked at the dishes on the table that had been re-cleaned in the distance, and asked Yang Haolong as if asking.

"Long'er, do you want to eat something more, I didn't eat much just now."

There was almost a little pleading in his voice, for Yang Haolong, he couldn't raise his temper at all, looking at her weak appearance, Wang Jiahong was even more worried about whether it would be worse if he didn't eat.

Although Yang Haolong was very disgusted with Wang Jiahong's voice, what he said was indeed not wrong, she had just eaten so much, and after a fuss, it was all gone, and the hunger in her stomach was also hitting her stomach in waves.

Seeing Yang Haolong nodding expressionlessly, Wang Jiahong was also very happy, and hurriedly walked over to carry Yang Haolong to the table.

The moment her hand touched Yang Haolong, she quickly pushed it to the side, and her body retreated a lot again.

"Get out of the way, I'll go myself."

The cold voice seemed to have no trace of emotion, nor a little bit of temperature, and the cold tone almost froze around the body.

Wang Jiahong was helpless, looking at Yang Haolong's stubborn appearance, he could only compromise.

"Okay, you go by yourself, be careful."

Having said that, looking at Yang Haolong's every move, Wang Jiahong looked even more nervous, for fear that Yang Haolong would be injured if he was unstable.

The distance from the bed to the dining table was less than twenty steps, and by the time Yang Haolong finally groped for the edge of the dining table, Wang Jiahong, who was following tightly, had already soaked his clothes with nervous sweat.

Along the way, in order to prevent Yang Haolong from touching him, Wang Jiahong almost exhausted all his skills, and removed all the items within a radius of two meters in front of him the moment he saw Yang Haolong take a step.

Because his hands were injured, Yang Haolong couldn't even hold chopsticks this time, so he could only rely on Wang Jiahong to feed them.

After the last experience, Wang Jiahong was obviously much more cautious this time, whenever he picked up a piece of food, he gently asked if he wanted to eat it, and he looked like a little daughter-in-law, conscientious. I was afraid that I would accidentally touch Yang Haolong's sadness like before.

"Long'er, cauliflower, do you want to eat it?" Wang Jiahong picked up a piece of green cauliflower, put it not far from Yang Haolong's mouth, and asked softly.

I saw Yang Haolong frowning, and seemed to avoid the temperature with disgust, frowning enough to pick up a chopstick.

Seeing Yang Haolong's evasive expression, Wang Jiahong put down the cauliflower, switched to another dish, picked up a piece of yam again, and put it on Yang Haolong's mouth.

"Long'er, yam, do you want to eat it?"

Yang Haolong did not refuse this time, but opened his mouth with some hesitation, Wang Jiahong carefully and thoughtfully blew the yam gently and put it in the slightly open mouth.

Thinking that it was over, Wang Jiahong turned around and continued to pick up vegetables for Yang Haolong, but before he could raise the chopsticks in his hand, Yang Haolong directly spit out the yam, and the chewed finely chopped yam spit on Wang Jiahong's neat clothes.

"You...... Long'er, what's wrong with you? ”

Wang Jiahong was stunned at first, endured the anger that had just been raised, and asked patiently.

"The yam is so unpalatable, don't they know that if the yam is not cooked, it will hurt their stomach if they eat it?"

Yang Haolong looked righteously disdainful of the person in front of him, because he was blind, so he didn't have to look at that ugly and almost blue face, and said to himself.

Before Wang Jiahong could reach out to dust off the slag of the food, Yang Haolong's dissatisfied voice sounded again.

"I'm going to eat corn kernels."

Wang Jiahong could only temporarily withdraw his hand that wanted to tidy up his clothes, scooped up a spoonful of sweet corn soup with a delicate small spoon, and fed it to Yang Haolong, who had his mouth slightly open.

"Be careful, the corn soup is freshly cooked, eat it slowly......"

"Poof...... Are you going to burn me? ”

Without waiting for Wang Jiahong to finish speaking, Yang Haolong had already spit out all the corn soup that had been fed into his mouth, and complained very complainingly.

The corn kernels that were still a little hot were stained on Wang Jiahong's collar, and even the neck was stained with sticky soup from the corn kernels, and the face that was originally relieved finally sank.

Obviously, the person in front of him did this on purpose, otherwise, how could he be so accurate that all of them were vomited on his body, but there was nothing on the dining table?

Wang Jiahong's eyes looked deeply at Yang Haolong, who was critical, and the expression in those good-looking eyes changed back and forth, and in the end he still failed to get angry with Yang Haolong, but patiently continued to feed Yang Haolong one bite at a time.

"Long'er, open your mouth, this is beef, try to eat it or not."

A piece of bright red beef slices with an attractive luster was sandwiched and sent to Yang Haolong's mouth, Wang Jiahong still used a gentle tone, as if coaxing a child, coaxing Yang Haolong to eat.

Not surprisingly, Yang Haolong just chewed two bites, and then spit it out again, and the residue of the chewed beef slices once again fell on Wang Jiahong's head and face like a goddess scattering flowers.

"What beef fillet, why is it so cold! Ice my toothache! The voice of dissatisfaction sounded again, as if he despised the level of the cook.

However, this is cold beef......

For Yang Haolong's attack, Wang Jiahong has been patient and does not refute, but still tirelessly feeds Yang Haolong, and finally when Yang Haolong spits out a piece of ribs again, the green tendons on the back of Wang Jiahong's hand finally broke out.

"Someone, bring the cook!"

Wang Jiahong instructed the people outside the door, the voice of these people is more than a little different from the voice of Yang Haolong, the killing intent in the voice is almost freezing people into popsicles, where is there still half a minute of pleasant face when talking to Yang Haolong just now?

After a while, a middle-aged man in a kitchen's clothes was brought over, because he listened to the things described by the people on the road, and the cook who was afraid of Wang Jiahong's blame was so frightened that he couldn't even walk steadily.

As soon as he stepped into the room, the cook knelt down instantly, looked at the ground with a sad expression, and hardly dared to raise his head to look at Wang Jiahong.

"Long'er, this is the cook who cooked this time, the food he cooked is so unpalatable to your liking, you say, what to do?"

Wang Jiahong turned around and looked at Yang Haolong gently, the tenderness on his face was almost dripping, and although his voice was gentle, there was a faint sense of killing.

What else can I do, seeing that the Demon Venerable values the dragon so much, the cook will definitely not be able to escape death!

Almost everyone thought so, and the eyes that looked at the cook became much more pity, tsk, there is another life here today.

Although he felt sorry for this cook, but no one stood up to say anything good for him, for the people in the Demon Palace, Wang Jiahong's uncertain mood was well known to everyone, and there were more things like this, so they naturally had no position to say anything.

The cook was not stupid, and after hearing the killing intent in Wang Jiahong's words, he hurriedly knelt down and walked in front of Wang Jiahong crying bitterly, his head clattering on the marble floor.

"The lord spares his life, it's not a pity to die a small life, but there are still eighty old mothers in the family, and there are children to be fed, and the family is on my own! Please spare your life! ”

The cook was also frightened, crying for a while, before coming to the Demon Palace, he never thought that one day he would be affected by his life, if he had known that there would be such a day, he would rather not have this salary than stay away!

Wang Jiahong didn't seem to hear the cook's voice, but leisurely picked up a glass of wine, and just set his eyes on Yang Haolong.

He wanted to see if he could resist himself for so long for the sake of a guard, and now because of a meal, would Yang Haolong be merciful like protecting that guard?

The cook cried bitterly, while raising his head to look at the two people in this room, just saw Wang Jiahong's glance towards Yang Haolong, instantly blessed his heart, and hurriedly crawled to Yang Haolong's feet, and was about to cry with the life-saving straw.

"Childe, you have a lot of adults, spare the small ones, the small ones are old and young, and there is a wife and a disabled brother who want me to support!"

The cook was crying with tears streaming down his face and a hoarse voice, while holding Yang Haolong's legs, as if he had encountered a life-saving straw.

Just as he was about to say something, a cold gaze with murderous intent gathered on his back, and the cook turned around, only to see Wang Jiahong looking at him with boundless murderous intent—holding the hand of the boy's leg.

Wang Jiahong didn't intend to embarrass the cook, but when he saw that the cook dared to approach Yang Haolong without authorization, he dared to hold her legs!

Unforgivable!

Wang Jiahong kicked away the cook who was kneeling at Yang Haolong's feet, and forced the cook to stay away from Yang Haolong, and then turned his gaze to Yang Haolong's face again.

I saw Yang Haolong frowning slightly, looking very impatient.

The cook was still pleading unremittingly, trying to pick up a life from here, but he also knew that whether his life could be saved or not depended on the boy in white.

"If today's dish doesn't suit your appetite, it's his capital offense, so it's up to you to decide." Wang Jiahong said as he carefully observed Yang Haolong's expression.

Yang Haolong was stunned, and his brows furrowed slightly, what tricks is this Wang Jiahong playing? Could it be that he made him angry by deliberately making things difficult just now?

Hehe, I can't even stand such a little bit of Cheng dù, and I dare to say that I want to take care of myself, and I don't look at my own catties and taels!

Regarding Wang Jiahong's question, Yang Haolong did not hesitate, but pursed his lips indifferently and turned his head to the direction where Wang Jiahong's voice came from.

"He's from your Demon Palace, what does it have to do with me?" The voice was so cold that I could barely hear any emotion.

Wang Jiahong's goal has not been achieved, how can he give up like this. "I will give you this power today, and you will do whatever you decide."

Yang Haolong's answer did not hesitate at all, and as for why Wang Jiahong asked this question, she seemed to have guessed seven or eight points, and suddenly felt ridiculous, and sneered sarcastically.

"Lord Demon Venerable's intention to test his true appearance is to put it bluntly, and he can't use this method to beat around the bush, which is disgusting."

How could she not know Wang Jiahong's thoughts, she just wanted to see if she would compromise with him because of this life, Yang Haolong smiled coldly.

She is not a bad person, and she is not willing to be a saint to purify the world, for her, what she can cherish and who is willing to protect with her life is just a few people.

Ah Yue has grown up with her since she was a child, and for so many years, she has already surpassed the relationship between ordinary childhood sweethearts, and has long become her own relatives, for Ah Yue, she can even ignore her own life.

So when Wang Jiahong threatened her with Ah Yue's life, she compromised.

As for the current situation, if this incident was not caused by her, not to mention that Wang Jiahong was just testing himself, even if he really wanted to kill the cook, Yang Haolong would not blink his eyes, and he didn't react at all.

Not to mention being a cook, even killing everyone in the world, it has nothing to do with her, as long as Ah Yue has nothing to do, as long as the people she wants to protect are fine.

However, now that she has been involved in this cook for her own reasons, she naturally can't ignore it.

Seeing Yang Haolong's indifferent reaction, Wang Jiahong's hand that was originally holding the small wine glass was also clenched tightly, but in an instant, the cup was pinched into a pile of pieces, and all the wine fell to the ground.

Sure enough, except for that guard, Yang Haolong really didn't care about other people's lives or deaths!

It turned out that the guard was so important to Yang Haolong!

Wang Jiahong, who finally realized this, now had an urge to kill the guard, and his blood-red eyes swept fiercely towards the people around him, and those subordinates hurriedly retreated, for fear that at this time, they would be miserable because of Wang Jiahong's temporary dissatisfaction.

Those subordinates retreated with great discernment, but the cook didn't move, not because he didn't want to move, but in order to be able to ask for Yang Haolong's forgiveness, his family would be saved, at this juncture, of course he couldn't retreat!

Soon, Wang Jiahong's eyes fell on the cook's body, and a violent aura suddenly appeared on Wang Jiahong, and even Yang Haolong felt a different aura.

If Wang Jiahong really makes a move, then no matter how big the chef's fortune is, he will definitely not be able to resist this and again slam the blow!

"Heh, it's worthy of Lord Demon Venerable who treats human life like a mustard, I'm afraid it's easy to do this kind of thing."

Yang Haolong's faint voice sounded, making Wang Jiahong, who was already irritable, stunned in place, and his clenched fists slowly loosened.

"Let's go! Get out of the palace with your stuff! ”

Wang Jiahong's voice was a little hoarse because he tried his best to hide his anger, but he still let the cook go.

Hearing Wang Jiahong's words like an amnesty, the cook hurriedly left here, as long as he could save his life, it was already a great bargain, and he naturally didn't dare to stay for a long time.

"Long'er, the cook is gone."

Some hoarse voices with a little bloodlust sounded in Yang Haolong's ears, but they didn't have much effect.

"Hmm."

Yang Haolong did not have the slightest ups and downs, and the next thing was silence.

"Do you want anything else to eat?"

Wang Jiahong tried his best to adjust his feelings, sat down beside Yang Haolong again, and asked gently.

In fact, Yang Haolong has already eaten enough, and the toss just now is just to block Wang Jiahong, doesn't he want to take care of himself? Then do as he wishes!

In response to Wang Jiahong's inquiry, Yang Haolong shook his head and said that he didn't want to eat anything anymore.

She's a little tired, let's stop here today, it's so late, she has to rest.

"Haaa......"

Yang Haolong stretched lazily, stood up and was about to walk back to his soft couch, but who knew that the footsteps he had just taken were blocked by a humanoid obstacle not far away.

"What are you going to do?"

Feeling the breath of the person in front of him, Yang Haolong took a step back, wanting to keep his distance from Wang Jiahong, but this action seemed to anger Wang Jiahong.

"You had a nightmare when you were sleeping just now, and you were sweating, so it's better to wash it first."

Wang Jiahong stopped Yang Haolong, who was about to get up and leave, and said lightly, he couldn't hear any ups and downs in his voice, he must have adjusted his mentality.

"It's too far to go."

Yang Haolong, who was blocked in his footsteps, was a little dissatisfied, shook his head and refused, turned around and walked towards the gap on the side, wanting to bypass the obstacles in front of him and return to his soft couch.

After a tired day, I can't take a good rest, is there any reason?

"Come on, get ready to bathe!"

Wang Jiahong seemed to be unyielding, turned to the people outside the door and ordered, but after a while, a huge wooden bathtub was carried in, along with a pile of bottles and cans.

Seeing that Wang Jiahong had to continue stubbornly, Yang Haolong didn't bother to talk, come with Wang Jiahong's preparations, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

Seeing Yang Haolong's indifferent look, Wang Jiahong was not affected, but just gently picked up Yang Haolong, put it on the soft couch first, and turned around and began to prepare the full tube of hot water.

In order to temporarily suppress the ancient poison in Yang Haolong's body, Wang Jiahong also spent a lot of effort to collect various medicines useful for Yang Haolong's body from the rivers and lakes, just to make her feel better.

Looking at the various elixirs collected from all over the world in front of him, Wang Jiahong's eyebrows were also full of caution, and his slender fingers picked up the bottles of liquid medicine and carefully added them to the water.

However, after a while, Wang Jiahong had already added no less than ten bottles of liquid medicine to it, each of which had a very high value in the rivers and lakes, and the elixir that could not be exchanged for money was used by him to exchange it for bath water.

Finally, under the fusion of those medicinal liquids, the water in the wooden barrel also completely changed color, shining like jade under the illumination of the light, and the aroma of the medicinal herbs also made people linger.

After doing this, Wang Jiahong turned around, helped Yang Haolong up from the soft couch, and stretched out his hand to untie those complicated clothes.

Yang Haolong only felt that with the back and forth movement of that hand, his clothes were reduced one by one, and he couldn't help frowning tightly.

Isn't he annoyed to take off his clothes all day long?

Thinking of this, Yang Haolong couldn't help frowning in disgust, and his expression was very ugly, as if he was disgusted by something nasty.

Although Wang Jiahong saw Yang Haolong's disgusted expression, the movements in his hands did not slow down because of this, on the contrary, they were much faster.

"Long'er, do you hate me so much?"

Wang Jiahong's chest ached, and he suddenly asked Yang Haolong, who looked indifferent, although he already knew the answer, but looking at Yang Haolong's face glowing with a little soft light under the light, he still couldn't help it, and asked again.

And although Yang Haolong's reaction was within his expectations, when the real expression came out, it was still like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

"Yes, Lord Mozun."

Yang Haolong had a playful smile and an indifferent look on his face that deeply pierced Wang Jiahong's heart.

Even she herself was a little puzzled, wasn't her disgust for Wang Jiahong enough? I even have to ask myself again and again.

Could it be that Wang Jiahong has masochistic tendencies? Or are you so fond of masochism? I know the answer to the question and take the trouble to ask it, what is not masochism!

"Long'er, can't you look at me with a new look?"

Wang Jiahong was almost overwhelmed by the stuffy pain in his chest, and his voice became a little dry.

In fact, what he wants to say is, Long'er, can't you let go of the past in your previous life and accept me again?

But the thought was dispelled by him the moment it appeared, and he didn't want to uncover those old scars again, so he could only swallow back the question he wanted to ask.

He didn't want to hurt her with the past again, and if he could, he would never want to see his dragon in pain, because for him, that pain was worse than killing him!

As for Wang Jiahong's question, Yang Haolong scoffed.

Looking at it in a new light? What vision? Eyes of gratitude? Eyes of hatred?

So what were all the hardships she had suffered in her previous life? You hurt me and laughed it off?

Those episodes of meeting each other with a smile and enmity, and spending the Spring Festival in the mandarin duck tent, will only appear in those unreliable, for her, these can't and can't happen.

There are some mistakes that can never be forgiven!

"I'm sorry, Lord Mozun, I'm afraid this won't work, I'm blind, but my heart is not blind, have you ever seen someone take the initiative to jump into the trap? That's stupid! ”

Yang Haolong's tone seemed to be chatting with the other party very easily, but every word he said could be like ice in the cold winter, stabbing others in the heart one by one.

And now Wang Jiahong is like this, if Yang Haolong will be angry with himself, maybe he can still deceive himself This is the appearance of caring about himself, and now, he only feels that Yang Haolong seems to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Thinking of this, Wang Jiahong couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to hug that little person, feel her temperature, and tell himself that as long as she is still there, that qiē will be fine.

But Yang Haolong seemed to resist his contact, and at the moment when his toes just touched the hot water, Yang Haolong slipped out of Wang Jiahong's arms like a beautiful mermaid, drowning himself in the water, revealing only a small head.

The water that turned jade because of the fusion of the medicinal liquid, reflecting the smooth and white skin of the people in the water, became more and more like a piece of beautiful jade, and Wang Jiahong was almost stunned.

"Long'er, I'm here."

Wang Jiahong just reminded him gently, and then took off his clothes and got in, which was originally a very spacious wooden barrel, but after Wang Jiahong suddenly came in, the water level suddenly rose a lot.

Yang Haolong, who was defenseless for a while, was flooded over his head by the water, and choked on several mouthfuls of water in a hurry, almost out of breath.

Because he couldn't see the scene in front of him, Yang Haolong didn't know what was going on, and he didn't expect the sudden rise in the water level, so he slipped and fell for a while.

"Hmm!"

Seeing Yang Haolong's struggle in the water, Wang Jiahong hurriedly picked her up, which prevented her from continuing to choke on the water, and Yang Haolong also coughed violently, and his face became red because of this change