Although she was lying in his arms, her body tried to stay away from him as much as possible, and she even tried to get rid of his hand that was connecting her heart: "You don't want me anymore!" Shen Jiuli, you don't want me anymore...... Just stay away from me......"

Her tears, her words, were like a knife, churning in Shen Jiuli's heart.

He hugged her and hugged her to his chest: "Xue Mo, I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said just now...... How could I not want you...... I've never given up on you...... I was just...... It's just that...... There is no Le Ziyin, Le Ziyin has already been disposed of by me, and I will dispose of her after I know the truth of the matter, Xue Mo, I only like you, I only love you...... Never had anyone else...... You are obedient, let me heal you ......"

"Liar...... Deceitful...... You said you were married to her, you ...... You still block the thunder for her......" Ah Mo was half confused and half conscious, his little hand stiffly held his sleeve, and his fingertips obviously touched his placket, but she refused to grasp it, only held it herself, and all the grievances climbed up: "You slapped me away for her, my stomach hurts...... My stomach hurt so much, but you didn't care about me......"

"I was a bastard! Xue Mo, I'm sorry......" Shen Jiuli's throat seemed to be blocked with a pimple, and he was almost speechless.

He naturally knew that his palm that day had caused her unspeakable damage, both physically and mentally.

While inputting his mental power for her, he explained to her: "I am not married to Le Ziyin, and I blocked the thunderstorm for her because I owe her father a favor and want to help her survive the thunderstorm......"

He tried his best to talk briefly about Le Ziyin, and rubbed his face on her tear-stained little face: "Xue Mo, what I have always liked is you, and I have never thought of really marrying someone else...... Come, you are good, let me answer your heart......"

She apparently listened to his explanation, and her stiff body showed a slight sign of softening, and she was no longer so reluctant to heal her.

His telekinetic power took the opportunity to go deeper: "Xue Mo, be good, follow my telekinesis...... I'll cure you......"

She was already a little dazed, and it seemed that her whole person was trapped in those old nightmares: "Many people wanted to hunt me down, I had a high fever and no one paid attention to me in the inn, no one paid attention to my crying, and I almost drowned in the bathtub in order to reduce my fever...... The child is hungry, and I am hungry, but I can't find a ...... to eat."

Her tears flowed out again, Shen Jiuli trembled her lips and lowered her head to kiss her gently, and hugged her tighter: "Xue Mo...... It's all my fault......"

At this moment, she is no longer the indifferent and alienated demon lord, but like a child, a wronged child, she unconsciously told her past grievances.

Shen Jiuli connected her heart with one hand, held her in his arms with the other, and wiped away tears for her with his lips from time to time.

Her tears were salty, a little bitter, and the temperature seemed to iron directly into his heart.

Listening to his apologies, she finally stopped resisting him, and her little hands unconsciously climbed on the placket of his clothes, pulling tightly, as if she had finally found the support of her soul.

She rested her head on his chest and murmured, "Great God, I'm cold...... You hug me...... It's been a long time since you've hugged me......"

Shen Jiuli could only hug her tighter, tears also fell from the corners of his eyes, and his heart rose and fell like a tide.

How long has it been since she called him a great god? How long had it been since she had leaned on him like she had now?