Chapter 169: Am I Really Not Worthy of Your Trust?
Feeling that the emotions of the little woman in her arms gradually calmed down, Sin Wuya secretly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head, met her eyes, and in the gray secret room, the glass surged.
"Ah Ye." Eleven stretched out his hand and put his arms around the neck of the guilty boundless, sniffed the faint scent of sandalwood on his body vigorously, and said in a joyful voice, "It turned out that it wasn't a dream, you really came." ”
Sin Wuyan caressed her back without saying a word.
"Why didn't you come earlier?" The little woman's voice suddenly became aggrieved, became choked, sniffed, two little hands kept patting his chest, and finally hugged each other's necks again, crying, "If you come early, I will ......"
Sin Wuya felt the soft and petite body in his arms tremble constantly, and the hands holding her were slightly forced.
"It's okay, it's all over." The suppressed anger made Sinbound's voice extremely low and cold, "I'm here." ”
Eleven was very satisfied that Sin Wuya did not refute that he was not Ye Junchen, and couldn't help but move into his arms, listening to his heartbeat, his good-looking eyebrows raised slightly.
This man just woke up, and the whole person needed a lot of strength to even stand firmly, and he actually ran like this, is it too long?
When I saw his worried eyes, I couldn't get angry.
I was going to go to the Chengxi Mansion to see him when I solved Qin Tianling, but I just arrived, and when I saw him leaving in a hurry, the first half of the play had come to an end, and the second half of the scene had to be sung by Ah Ye, so I would write and direct this play.
"Ah Ye, are you feeling better?"
“……”
Eleven frowned, this thing is going to be disadmitted again? Is it that hard to trust her?
She looked up slowly, tears welling up in her eyes, and she looked at the golden mask in front of her in a misty manner, the corners of her pink lips pursed, and her small hands gently covered his cheeks.
The large, knobby hand gently grasped the soft little hand, preventing her from revealing her mask.
"Ah Ye, I'm ...... Am I really not worthy of your trust? The corners of Eleven's lips trembled softly, and he looked at the man in front of him with burning eyes, "I'm your wife." ”
At this time, Sin Wuyan's heart was struck by something, and he was silent for a while.
"Nian Nian."
The voice was low and hoarse, with a spoiling helplessness, and it seemed that it took a long time to shout these two words.
He caressed her cheeks with both hands, lowered his head slowly, kissed the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes, and finally kissed her soft, slightly open lips in a ghostly manner.
I didn't expect a gentle kiss but it got out of control.
Pry open her teeth and invade every inch of her, leaving only his breath in her world.
The ink hair of the two is entangled with each other, ambiguous.
Sin Wuya looked at the soft and weak little woman in her arms, her crimson cheeks still had the love and desire that had not faded, her eyes were shining with water, and her gaze couldn't help but become deep.
"I once swore that the blood sea was revenged, and the crime was endless, and I would not take off my mask if I swore to death."
The voice was low and soft, like an intoxicating wine, and the voice was extremely bewildering, and for Eleven, such a voice was simply poison.
"It's not that I deliberately conceal it, it's just that my identity will bring danger, once it is known, things like being kidnapped by Qin Tianling will happen often, Niannian, I won't tell you because I want to protect you."
When Eleven heard this, the corners of his mouth gradually rose, as gorgeous as a begonia blossom, and as enchanting as a fox spirit, but his eyes were as clear as a mountain spring.
The little hand hooked the neck of the guilty boundless and kissed it directly.