Chapter 1162: An Abrupt Male Voice

Lian Yusheng closed his eyes and closed his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to her.

But the more she looked at him, the more unbelievable she became, why such a person could climb to such a high height.

If so, what are the dark Ones trying to do?

The more the goddess thought about it, the more she made trouble.

She didn't know who to talk to, so she thought about it, and it was better to get the regent back.

According to her experience, this woman is also an extraordinary person, and Lian Yusheng is obviously very fond of her, otherwise it is impossible to expose her identity to threaten her.

The goddess made up her mind.

The carriage galloped all the way, and the meal was also solved casually by buying a few flatbreads, and even Misheng didn't even eat.

The goddess looked at him strangely: "You really don't eat?" You didn't eat anything after two days of running. ”

Lian Yusheng didn't speak, leaning on the soft couch and was silent.

The goddess is also used to this mode of getting along, and even Mitsui seems to be lifeless, and she is not interested in anything.

Such a man will also choose to commit suicide by cutting his wrists, no wonder he wants to commit suicide by cutting his wrists.

However, his body is really good, and he is like a nobody when he is locked in the soul.

The goddess finished eating two cakes and got into the carriage again, and glanced at Lian Yusheng, this man is really good-looking, just sitting there like a mural of the gods.

"Regent, why did you kill yourself? Are you really puzzled by the poison of the soul? ”

Lian Yusheng scolded her coldly: "Shut up and do your own thing." ”

The goddess was slightly stunned, since she was elected as the goddess, after the fifth reincarnation, she has not been reprimanded like this, who sees her is not respectful, more than infatuated.

This man really makes people feel different.

For the first time, the goddess felt that there were still people who could be so dismissive of her.

Is it because there is that woman in my heart?

The goddess remembered that the first time she saw Yue Jianxi, she was so ugly, her skin was dry and wrinkled, and she didn't know that she thought it was a sixty-year-old woman.

But she knew no, her voice was young, and the aura emanating from her body was also young.

It is said that it was because he wanted to save this man that he made himself look like that.

So it's because of kindness, so this man will never forget the dead woman.

And Yue Jianxi was rare and comfortable, and slept for two days, without disturbing sounds, without any love and hatred, and slept for two days with a blank head.

When they woke up, they were even more sure that they weren't lying to themselves.

Sure enough, those nightmares disappeared slowly.

It's all a dream.

Yue Jianxi sat in the dining room on the 88th floor and looked out at the blue sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a blue river below, huge oil tankers and private yachts on the shore.

The warm sunlight shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the people only feel the spring is bright.

This is her world, a world of luxury and enjoyment, a world without any worries.

She is a ghost doctor in this era, and she only needs to accept people she is willing to treat, and there is no need for intrigue.

Their organization receives all kinds of tasks a year, and the price is sky-high, and the elites in the organization can complete the tasks perfectly.

She doesn't need to go on a mission, she just needs to save the lives of the elites.

So she's the most comfortable one in the organization.

Yue Jianxi took a sip of coffee, well, this is her world, it is the world she is familiar with, the nightmare has passed, what she loves and what she hates, she should forget.

"What are you drinking?" An abrupt voice rang out.