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Witch Language

I don't know when it started, his eyes were full of Mo Yun's figure.

Then he understood, it turned out that men would like men too, he liked him, regardless of gender, just that little fool, it seemed that there was only Chu Wenyue in his eyes.

Just like his wishful thinking.

People will be tired, and if all feelings are just blindly given without being reciprocated, everyone will give up, and this is especially true for people who are so selfish.

When he woke up one day, Wu Yu looked at Kongkong's side, and suddenly a desolation rose in his heart.

"Maybe it's over..."

"Husband?" Ye Chun opened the door, and he was very happy to see that it was him, Wu Yu pulled the corners of his mouth, stepped forward to knock her unconscious, dragged her, and walked up to the main city tower step by step.

I don't know why when I die, I especially want to pull a cushion, and Ye Chun, a woman, is the most suitable

。 He died like this, it's really a pity that Ye Chun brought a dowry of 100,000 yuan.

Wu Yu stood on the edge of the fence, smiling innocently.

Mo Yun didn't know where to get the news, and soon came.

"Even if you die, I won't like you." Mo Yun said coldly.

Wu Yu didn't know why he laughed out loud: "The original appearance naturally knows, whatever you want, Lao Tzu wants to die." ”

Mo Yun quickly panicked, I don't know why, maybe the innocent general didn't want to be stained with blood, and he wouldn't like it after all.

Rong Yu also came over quickly, she looked worried, and beside her was Qianqing, which she had also chased for a long time to get

, really, he is dying, Rong Yu still has to come to the show.

However, Rong Yu will also make her happy in the future, and he wants to open it well, anyway, he will ascend to heaven.

Wu Yu closed his eyes, and tears flowed out unconsciously: "It's so tiring to like you, if there is an afterlife, Moyun, I will never meet you again, let alone fall in love with you." ”

After saying that, he hugged the nasty woman, and jumped off.

He's finally free...

The light path was distracted, and Wu Yu seemed to see Moyun again in a trance, it was when he was a teenager, and the beautiful young man smiled at him: "I don't know which son you are, little brother?" ”

"This son is eleven years old this year, and he is the right minister's son-in-law, and it seems that he can't afford your little brother."

"Oh, it's only a year younger than me."

Wu Yu laughed, and the more blood flowed, the more it flowed.

"I don't know which son-in-law you are, brother?" A deep and charming voice came from the front, and Wu Yu was shocked, and looked up uncontrollably.

The indistinguishable young man smiled at him.

"This son is eleven years old this year, and he is the right minister's son-in-law, so he can't seem to afford your little brother." Wu Yu held back his tears, squeezed out one of his signature sweet smiles, and said word by word.

"Oh, it's only a year younger than me." Mo Yun scratched the top of his hair, but this face is really childish and cute, this witch looks like he is nine years old at most, but he didn't expect to be about the same age as him.

"Childe's name is Mo Yun, right, I'll call you Brother Mo in the future." Wu Yu asked with a smile.

"Yes." Mo Yun also smiled.

"I think Brother Mo is very good-looking, Brother Mo might as well like me." Wu Yu suddenly approached.

Since God has brought him back to his youth, he will definitely cherish it and relive his life, and he must be with the clouds well.

He doesn't want to be so miserable anymore.