"You're playing with fire, you know?"

He rolled over and crushed her underneath.

"Then please set me on fire!"

Pear whispered hot air in her ears, like a keg of dynamite that had been ignited.

He lowered his head and bit her lip fiercely, reached out to the pair of giant peaks, and his palms were ruthlessly forced, venting all his emotions on her.

Richen moaned softly, her white hands caressing his body, and her face slowly moving down from her neck.

The two of them breathed heavier and heavier, and suddenly sat up and grabbed her wrist.

"You're almost going to make it. ”

With that, he let go of her hand.

"What the hell are you holding on, is it because my body is so dirty?"

She looked at her pretty eyes and shook her head slowly.

"What kind of life is everyone's freedom, what kind of body is dirty, and where is a blood-soaked body like me. ”

"Then why are you ......?"

"Because...... I ......"

As he spoke, he hugged his head, and his tears remained uncontrollably, and he couldn't speak at all.

To the last smiling face, he didn't know what it meant, whether it was helplessness or relief, he couldn't see it, from the first time he met her, to the miserable girl he saw at the memorial, and he stopped her from consummating the marriage at two weddings.

"Actually, every time, I vaguely feel that I like her, but I can't be sure if this feeling is reliable, and every time that figure appears in my mind, I feel heartache for no reason. ”

The words of the unexplained made Richen stunned, and then she moved over slightly, pulled the Lai into her chest, and hugged him deeply.

"If you want to cry, cry, if my body is so filthy that I can't save it, at least let me comfort you, and after I die, my soul can be purified by the Lord God." ”

The endless softness and fragrance made him drowsy, and he didn't know how long he cried, anyway, he only remembered that he was tired of crying later, so he slowly fell asleep.

And he has been embraced by a soft body, and that feeling makes him reluctant to wake up, as if he can escape everything that happened.

Until the softness disappeared around him, he opened his eyes in a haze, and where was there still a figure of Pear in the dim room.

Rubbing his head that was about to explode, he sat up from the bed, where there was a spirit stone on the cabinet next to the bed.

He grabbed it and drove the little mental power left to investigate.

There was only one paragraph left in it.

"Maybe you're right, I shouldn't continue this erosive life, people like me who have no status and no strength, can only rely on their own bodies to survive here, maybe I can change my current state of life, and I can also meet my own love, in short, thank you, you are not as unbearable as you said, if I met you from the beginning, maybe my life is not what it is now, then the next time you meet me, remember to tell me, have I gotten better, and finally good luck.

- Richard Mojie"

As he finished reading the information, he smiled lightly.

Actually, you're not as unbearable as you say, I hope that the next time we meet you, you and I can become what we want to be. ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the moon that had just risen outside the window, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It would be as easy as it was said. ”

He muttered to himself, then shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it! If life is as easy as it says, it doesn't deserve to be called life. ”

He jumped out of bed, his eyes becoming more resolute.

Now with the comfort of Li Chen, I feel more or less better, if I let myself be depressed, it will only bring more mistakes and pain, it is better to cheer up and keep this heavy pain in my heart.

He looked at his hands, next time he would definitely not be merciful, because of his hesitation, let go so that Si Tu did not immediately give him a fatal blow, and he did not let go of his own intentions, and killed Yu, to put it bluntly, if there was no unnecessary mercy, none of this would have happened.

He retracted his gaze, and a hint of coldness flashed in his gaze, kindness is reserved for his own people.

Dressed and opened the door, he remembered this place, this was the location of the guest room, and now he had to do something in the public eye as the rightful successor.

"You're back, king. ”

The excitement in his voice could be heard by anyone, and it was Sirt who turned his head.

He raised his eyebrows, this guy's arms were wrapped in gauze, and he looked miserable.

"Hey, how does that little girl taste like?"

"What?"

He frowned, and his voice couldn't help but be cold.

Sylter swallowed.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

He took two steps forward and reached for his collar.

"You'd better tell the truth, or I'll let you follow the messenger. ”

"Don't don't, I said, you also know that she is a follower of the envoy, and I originally wanted to kill her, but ahem, I was confused for a while, and wanted to do something to her...... Do something wonderful...... Didn't he find the right opportunity to make a move, so that the bastard of Situ came out. ”

Looking at the cold sweat on his head, his eyes narrowed.

"As the king here, do you still need to find the right opportunity?"

"You don't know, how hard I have been these days, I tell you, it's all that little girl

The film tempted me first, and I didn't kill her when I was confused, but I really haven't had time to do it yet......"

"Is this nonsense I'm asking you?"

Sirt reached out and wiped the sweat from his head.

"I'm different from Jean Situ, my blood is much lower, ahem...... You also know that I had an affair with one of his concubines, and even that woman's blood is much more noble than mine, so in a sense, if I do something, she is fully capable of overthrowing me, the so-called king, so I have the heart but not the guts!"

"Your sentence is full of loopholes, since she has this ability, why do she have to wait for you to do something before fixing you?"

"Don't you know the rules here, if she wants to do something to me, she must have a valid reason, otherwise she is not qualified to start a mutiny as a woman according to the rules left by her ancestors. ”

"You guys, isn't it normal to have three wives and four concubines?"

"Yes, that means those noble guys, it has nothing to do with me, if the concubine's blood is nobler than mine, I am not qualified to take wives and concubines, but those women are all made to stay, I inherit the throne, they belong to my name, this is no problem, but if I do something again, it will be dangerous. ”

Looking at his aggrieved face, he was about to laugh.

Sirt suddenly screamed, and fell down to hug his legs.

"You don't know Ah Wang, how tired I am these days, I strictly abide by the instructions left by my ancestors all day long, I don't even dare to shake my legs when I eat, don't you know, I have thought about that little girl several times, I have restrained myself, I am afraid......"

"Oh my day, don't you get my snot on me, okay?"