Rumo's pupils were pitch black, and the look in his eyes was incomprehensible: "No matter what the result is, you have to bear it." A thousand years ago, the two of you missed each other and fell. After a thousand years, hopefully the ending will not be repeated. ”

With that, Silence turned and left, and disappeared into the night.

The slender and upright figure leaned quietly against the window, and a pair of purple eyes were very deep. Turning his head to look at the bright moonlight outside the window, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It's been reversing direction, it's always changing, but their identities seem to be destined by God.

What was missed thousands of years ago, hatred thousands of years ago, and killing each other thousands of years ago are all so clearly echoed in my mind and lingered.

His eyes slowly closed, and he sighed low in his heart......

The room is very quiet, the space is a little dim, and you can see the beautiful woman sleeping quietly on chuang=shang by the moonlight.

Jun Moye closed the window, turned around and walked towards the chuang=side, sat on the chuang= side, looked down at the beautiful face, and whispered softly: "Xiao Yue'er, your demon is waiting for you, your night is waiting for you......"

The low voice has a hint of hoarseness, but it is extremely gentle and intoxicating.

"Xiao Yue'er, no matter who you are, our relationship will never be broken, and my heart is still the same."

The slender fingers gently caressed Mu Hanyue's cheeks, and the fingertips wandered to her lips and smiled softly.

There are so many memories between them and so many experiences together.

Meet, meet, know, love.

At a glance, it is ten thousand years.

If you love, you are doomed to be doomed......

lowered his head and slowly kissed towards the soft lips, but an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that it's immoral to kiss someone while she's asleep?" The cold voice contains indifference and alienation.

Jun Moye smiled lowly, raised his eyes and looked directly at those cold and holy eyes: "So, tell me, what is the most correct thing to do?" ”

The two confronted each other, their cold eyes met the pair of seductive Danfeng eyes, but no one lost to anyone.

The cold pupils narrowed dangerously, a touch of playfulness flashed in his eyes, his hands hooked Jun Moye's neck, covered the sexy thin lips, sensing the slightly cool temperature, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

A gentle smile crossed her purple eyes, and her big hand wrapped around her waist, deepening the kiss.

The temperature in the room was rising, but both of them were intact.

Jun Moye quietly stared at the pair of clear pupils, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and chong=drowning smiled: "Xiao Yue'er, do you miss me?" ”

Mu Hanyue was not hypocritical, and smiled wickedly: "How do you know that I am Mu Hanyue?" ”

Hearing her words, Jun Moye smiled lowly: "My little Yue'er, I am most familiar with it, even if you and Emperor Sha are alone." ”

"And who do you love the most?" Mu Hanyue stared at Jun Moye, blinked her eyes, and asked very seriously.

"I love to be up close to you." A certain demon smiled very unscrupulously, and there was an evil aura all over his body, which was bewitching and charming, and it was fascinating.

Mu Hanyue raised her hand to hit him, what did this guy say.