Chapter 349: Midnight Loved10

She doesn't care who it is, she doesn't care, how long she can have it, how long it lasts...... None of them were on her radar. She didn't think about anything, didn't pay attention to anything, just fell asleep.

That's nice.

Is it because of the inability to sleep that life will survive those long calamities and regenerate self-healing?

Otherwise, wouldn't the fragile human race soon shatter its heart and flesh into irreparable wounds?

She didn't know.

She just buried her face deep in his arms, forgetting even the fact that she was disfigured.

Isn't life just a skin?

In fact, who cares about their own skin but ridiculous humans?

Because they do not have the ability to change their body as they please, because they do not have sufficient and developed spiritual and cultural fields, because of low productivity and extreme lack of material, because they do not work for a day, they do not get food and clothing...... Therefore, only the lower creatures will regard the body as a kind of capital.

A kind of capital to sell yourself to please others!

The real powerhouse, the Monkey King with 72 changes, how could he ever care about what he looks like?

It was a rainy day in a row.

Even though she couldn't open her eyes, Natsuhime could hear the sound of the rain. The autumn wind and autumn rain are sad and murderous, this is her least favorite weather.

But before the chill could be noticed, I woke up in the middle of the night and lay in a very warm embrace.

He hugged her soft body unscrupulously, because at first he noticed her coldness, so he simply took off the pajamas he had just changed for her, and just hugged her tightly to himself, leaving no gap.

This is one of the quickest ways to heat your home. It's also one of his favorite ways to hug.

In fact, he held her like this all the way, but until today, she was only slightly awake and perceived.

It was the human nature to draw warmth, and she was like a child who had just escaped from her mother's body, unconsciously, and kept burrowing into his arms until she found the most comfortable and warm position, and then she put her head on it, and put her hands on it unscrupulously, and fell into a deep sleep again.

It's been a long, long time since she slept so well and had such a good time. I really need this warmth.

It was the tenderness of dreams, a reliance that would always be there when she needed it most—though she never shouted his name to the sky, but every time, he appeared in time to bring salvation.

She was so beautiful when he was;

When she was ugly, he was still like that.

In her sleep, she never thought about it, and she didn't need to think about it—it turned out that this was love.

The devil is always scandalized by the world, and people think that only human beings know what it means to love others. In fact, they don't know that the devil's love is many times better than that of human beings.

At the very least, when they give, they never think about how much they will get in return.

She just clings to his neck, like a withering vine climbing a tree, his heat supplying her endlessly, pulling back her almost exhausted vitality bit by bit.

"Ji Wuxue, you are mine! It will always be mine, no one dares to call you to death! Even if it is me, it can't be!"

He patted her gently on the back, like a child, and gave her a moment.