Chapter Seventy-Seven: Frightened, Present Corpse (3)

Above this firmament, disgusted and afraid, and hesitant, she has never wanted Nangong to wake up so much, she does not hate Nangong Tian, she has always felt that as long as she hates him, she has the courage to live, and only he makes her love and hate, and even a little insanity, I don't know if I have heard a sentence, a person pretends to be a good person, and after pretending to be a good person for a long time, she really thinks that she is a good person, and she, Nangong Qian as an enemy has been deeply rooted, so how can she be embarrassed.

The white clouds carried the rain and dew, fluttering on her disgusted face, there was a trace of bitterness at the corner of her lips, she looked at Nangong Tian, and sneered, who can say the subtle emotions in this?

Nangong tilted his head and was rested on his lap by disgust, and the high breath between his eyebrows and eyes was thick and tangy, disgusted with his thick hair, a smile spread out of the corner of her lips, and looked indifferently at the side, the air was still unusually cold, and it hit her body scattered, and the person in front of him didn't know when he would be able to open his eyes.

This time, in an instant, is so slow......

These days, comparing with each other, are so slow......

It is said that men are all the meaning of a woman's existence, and a woman is a rib of a man.

Yes! Time is very slow, Rong Yansheng thought a lot, including him spoiling her, abusing her, making her cry, making her sad, all of this, disgusting or indifferently raised his hand and smiled......

And the only thing she could do was wait for him to wake up......

And he lived up to her wait, three days later, he quietly opened his eyes, rippling a little uneasy, and at this time, the smell of medicine on Nangong Tian's body was covered by a large piece of body fragrance on the woman's body, the faint taste, with a trace of pleasure, he raised his head, hung his head in disgust, closed eyes, pink red lips and loveliness, green silk hit his face, and slowly pulled out the hand placed on her waist.

The disgust finally fell on Nangong Tian's arm unbearably, her breath was very regular, methodical breathing, Nangong Tian hugged her and counted gently.

One, two, three, long and far-reaching......

Yes! She waited for three days, until he woke up, and she fell asleep tired.

Nangong tilt's ankle pain was slight, he tried to get up, this leg was still his, and he was going out to go out with disgust.

He leaned against the four walls, listened slowly, the wind penetrated it, his ears were hazy, the mechanism here had changed a lot, but this was also the one he was most familiar with, his fingertips slowly knocked open a hole, there was a flash of light, he didn't open his eyes for a few days, there was a little unconscious reaction to avoid the sun, he slowly took away the arm that was blocking the side of his eyes,

It's still his childhood haven.

He knows this place, he understands this place, and the original intention of this is freedom......

He met a girl here, and they laughed as disappointed, they resonated spiritually, they had passion, and they wanted to be free.

And this, the peach blossoms are long, fluttering......

He sat up silently, tilted his head, and looked at Nangong Tian's back, which was cautiously watched, with a little bit of a smile: "Nangong Tian!"

The voice is weak and ethereal......

He turned his head and smiled in a natural, unadorned ......

There is a clean and pure person with a smile reflected in the misanthropic pupils, repeatedly......

"Would you like to see the world inside?"