The spacious and luxurious interior was filled with darkness, and only a ray of moonlight sprinkled coldly and indifferently in the place where the half-open window touched the cold carved porcelain plate.

Tonight's moon is very full, the wind is very soft, the softness is a little cool, and the wind brings up the splendid curtains when it rolls in.

Jin Tian lay down in a regular manner, covered with an open quilt that was not thin or thick, and a pair of slender and delicate hands pressed on his abdomen.

She seemed to be insomnia, just looking at the nine-star chandelier hanging from the ceiling in this way, and this perspective used to be round black balls of different sizes.

I don't know where Xiahou Tengqing got the news, but I know that the two met today.

I don't know if Helian Xiaowei used any means, Xiahou Tengqing was willing to be a lobbyist for him.

A man's tough and demonic face appeared in his mind, and Jin Tian's mood did not fluctuate at all.

Soon, the imaginary man had red eyes, looked at her sadly and aggrieved, and called Jin Xiaotian not to abandon me......

Jin Tian was silent, and after a while, he closed his eyes, his face shrouded in haze, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

It wasn't long before she heard the sound of something outside the door.

The sound insulation effect of the door is excellent, of course, for the current Jin Tian, it seems to be a fictitious.

I thought the sound would disappear soon, but I didn't expect it to be more annoying.

Jin Tian sat up expressionlessly, stepped on the soft velvet carpet, and opened the door.

The outdoor corridor is filled with the smell of a mine at home, the carpet is burgundy, the patterns on it are intricate and magnificent, the walls are pasted with priceless murals, and the overhead is an ancient European style lantern, elegant and exquisite.

At this time, the corridor was lit up with a faint warm orange light, and the light lit up the place while covering it with a light layer of gray.

Jin Tian's eyes narrowed, and his blue pupils revealed coldness.

I saw a man squatting at the door, his body curled up, a big ball, he buried his head down, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

His image is debauched at best, but embarrassed at real.

The body is very thin, and the bare feet are still stained with some mud and sand, but it also exudes wild coolness.

Jin Tian loves cleanliness in his bones, and when he saw this scene, he frowned slightly, and his expression didn't change much, but he could feel a sense of disgust.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man raised his head a little expectantly.

As soon as I looked up, my whole face was revealed in the gray-orange light.

The hair on his forehead was a little messy, with a kind of sweat.

His eyes were scarlet, his sockets were full of tears, and his cheeks were stained with tears, and there was also a thin color of blood.

His face was wounded by a sharp weapon, and a long blood mark was drawn, and now the bleeding had long since stopped, and it had congealed together.

The thin lips were pursed, and there was blood left in the chin area.

He just looked at Jin Tian like this, his eyes didn't blink, and he couldn't tell the grievances and pitiful.

It's like an abandoned big dog, crossing the mountains and rivers and the sea back to his home, silently guarding the door, when the owner found him, his eyes were full of sadness and unspeakable grievances, and there was a tenacious stubbornness, a small sobbing sound, the body was a little shaky, and the gray and red mud-stained hair lost its original luster, looking thin and making people feel compassionate.

"Stay away from your tears." Jin Tian's cold words were piercing cold.

Helian Owl, who was just a little choked, was completely silenced.