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Su Yu was silent, as if thinking about what kind of words to answer her.

And at this moment, the barrier at the door was suddenly broken, and a black-clothed and black-haired woman walked in and walked straight to the side of Su Yu and Xiao Xue.

In order to be afraid of making a mistake late, Hanjing and Lan Ling specially used the power of ghosts and spirits to rush over as fast as possible, there was an enchantment at the door, she was worried that the master was grumpy and fought with Ling Xiang, so in a hurry, she broke the enchantment and rushed in, but she never thought that she saw the picture of Su Yu holding Xiao Xue.

His face was still as beautiful as before, and it was no longer the mess of his wounds when they parted, and the face that was so familiar that it was almost engraved in her bones did not change in the slightest except that it was a little colder.

His soft black hair was still the same as before, simply and casually tied behind his back, and the black robe made his exposed skin whiter and fairer, so white that it was almost transparent, so white that it revealed a kind of coldness that was almost vicissitudes.

He gently hugged the little blood in his arms who was crying, and the little girl seemed to have been greatly wronged, and the tears were falling like she couldn't stop.

This picture is beautiful like a dream, a dream that caught you off guard.

It gave her a kind of déjà vu palpitations.

How many times in the middle of the night, she seems to have seen such a scene. She is busy cultivating, she doesn't have much time to discipline Xiaoxue, she is a little spoiled by them, and she beats the little elves very much, and often gets into trouble, she will beat her mercilessly, many times the little girl pouted and cried, while saying that she wanted to sue her father.

This scene looks like a wronged little blood, holding her father to complain, crying so unaggrieved.

The heart that has always been cold and hard in the cold mirror, and the heart that has become more and more cold and hard over the years, at this moment, at the moment when I saw this scene, suddenly hurt to the point of dripping blood.

There was no expression on her face, and her eyes were as cold as ice.

She didn't seem to see the man sitting there who she was so familiar with that she hugged each other day and night, how many times she looked at each other affectionately, and looked at each other gently, she was indifferent, as if she had never loved him.

But if An Chuxue was also here now, she would definitely see her heart trembling so much that she could barely breathe at the moment, and she would definitely be able to see how much effort she had to make to prevent her heart, which was about to burst apart from getting out of control.

From the moment she learned the truth five years ago, she clearly and desperately told herself that when she was not able to stand by his side and fall in love with him, she would never indulge herself again, and she would never look at him more with her childish and greedy gaze.

She knew that over the years, the feelings in her heart had not diminished a point because of his forgetfulness and his departure.

Not a single point.

So she couldn't be clearer, as long as she looked, as long as she looked at it more, she would lose control of herself, and she would like to be like before, naturally rubbing into his arms, hugging his neck, while aiming her eyes at the roots of his reddened ears, while shouting coquettishly, husband~

But how could she still be willful?

She stretched out her less cold hand towards the little blood, and said something colder than the cold hand she had been,

"He's not your daddy."

——

I see you again at last,

Finally.