Chapter 464

"I love you!"

His dark eyes turned blood-red with anger and pain.

The cold tears were stained with bright red blood, and they were terrifyingly red.

"I'll avenge you!"

"I'll avenge you!"

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines through the light window screen onto the floor, and the window screen flies, leaving many spots of overlapping light and shadow on the floor.

Zhan Hanjue sat in the corner, his snow-colored pajamas loosely draped over his body, his white, thin and handsome face the size of a palm, and his deep eyes showed a bloodthirsty cold light. His messy hair gave him a languid and decadent aura.

But it's clear and beautiful!

Then there was the sound of thumping footsteps at the top of the stairs.

The stagnant pupils of the Battle Cold Lord moved slightly, and the bedroom door suddenly creaked, and a small head poked into the crack in the door.

The pink-carved face, jet-black glass pupils, and curled long eyelashes are as pure and flawless as an elf.

It's like a fairy descending to earth!

"Daddy!"

Downstairs, there was a sudden sound of soft and affectionate children.

Tong Bao put his arms around his neck, put his little mouth to his ear, and shouted very gently and affectionately: "Daddy! ”

Zhan Hanjue's stagnant pupils were like dead trees in spring, and he smiled slightly.

Tong Bao was finally willing to call him Daddy.

Tong Bao gently walked towards Zhan Han Jue with his heels on his back, and then knelt down in front of him.

There was a worried look on her face.

Zhan Hanjue reached out and pinched Tong Bao's face. "Uncle is fine!"

Zhan Shu and Han Bao walked in after him, standing side by side in front of Zhan Han Jue.

"Daddy, you still have us." Han Bao Road.

"Daddy, you can't be discouraged. You're going to have to get Mommy back. "Zhan Shu said.

The call was so natural, so kind, that his cold heart was melted by spring snow.

"Daddy, don't be upset."

The Battle Lord nodded.

The children surrounded him, chattering, innocent, and the cold lord had no time to mourn Luo Shihan.

It's just that in the places where the children can't see, the depression of the War Chill Lord is getting stronger and stronger.

Time hangs heavy on one's hands!

Zhan Hanjue looked at the two miniature versions of himself, stretched out his hand, hugged the children into his arms, and said, "Daddy will definitely find your mommy." ”

To live to see people, to die to see corpses!

The grandparents sent the three cute treasures over, which relieved the slight sorrow of the warlord to a certain extent.

The doctor untied the gauze one by one, and slowly, Luo Shihan's face was revealed.

Feng Xian covered her lips with her hands, desperately trying to restrain herself, so that she didn't let herself cry.

But when Luo Shihan saw Feng Xian's silent expression, she already had a hint of foreboding.

Three months later.

In a hospital in country M, Luo Shihan sat on the bed with thick gauze wrapped around her face.

Zhan Fengxian stood nervously in front of her.

Because her body has been in a very bad state for the past three months, she has become very haggard and emaciated, and it seems that her eyes are full of beautiful and bright eyes.

It's just that apart from those eyes, her face is almost unrecognizable.

Luo Shihan was slightly stunned, and then smiled at her.

Slowly stretched out her hand to touch her face, but before her hand touched her skin, Feng Xian suddenly rushed up and grabbed her hand.

"Sister Zhengling!"

"Impatiens, I know my face has been ruined. If I can handle it, you just let me see, okay? Luo Shihan pleaded.

Feng Xian slowly let go of her hand.