Chapter 659: Sick and delicate male god, paranoid pet 12
She suddenly felt that she couldn't even trust her own heart.
Rapid heartbeat......
How could she have a heartfelt feeling for a "demonic" paranoid man......
The type she likes.
It shouldn't be like that.
The person she likes should definitely not be a blood-eating and paranoid domineering sick girl.
Paranoia is called "attachment".
Paranoia is called "paranoia" and is a disease.
"Fu Qingcang......"
She leaned her head on his broad shoulder, her eyes were distracted, and she whispered: "Do you know, Fu Qingcang, since I was trapped by you on this isolated island, every day, every minute, every second, I am worse than dead......
When Fu Qingcang heard this, his heart trembled.
lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyes and glanced at her little head, his face complicated.
At this time, he had carried her back to the castle villa, and carried her upstairs and back to the room.
He placed her on the large European-style carved bed in the room.
Then, he also pulled open the quilt, got in, hugged her from behind, and said in a low voice: "Be good, sleep, don't think about anything." ”
Yes......
At the moment, she just wants him to get out!!
Stay away from her!!
But for some reason, his low and gentle voice, coupled with the faint fragrance emanating from his body, seemed to have some kind of soul-stirring magic.
Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier.
Getting heavier and heavier......
Finally, the eyes are closed.
In his broad and warm embrace, he fell asleep deeply.
......
Fu Qingcang listened to the sound of even breathing from the little woman in his arms, and rubbed his head between her hair.
Ye Lanxi.
I seem to be in love with you......
I can only get used to the taste of you alone, I just want to sleep with you, and I just want to ...... with you
Well, only for you.
"Well, go to sleep, don't move you. ”
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Following.
The sun is shining in the early morning.
The bright sunlight poured into the room through the window of the room, and fell on the delicate and beautiful face of the little woman in her sleep, setting off her quiet sleeping face extraordinarily beautifully.
......
Fu Qingcang stood in front of the bed with his hands in his hands.
The figure is slender and straight, his face is cold, and his eyes are burning like a torch.
Those charming and deep eyes were filled with watery tenderness, locked on her quiet and beautiful sleeping face.
He just stared at her silently.
Until he woke her up.
"Hmmm......"
Ye Lanxi smacked her lips, woke up slowly, and raised her hand to stroke her forehead.
Feeling Fu Qingcang's gaze, she glared fiercely, her spirit was on the line, she reached out and lifted the corner of the quilt, turned over from the bed and sat up, leaning her back against the head of the bed, with a vigilant look on her face.
"Wake up. ”
Fu Qingcang's eyes were extremely deep.
Negative hands stood in place, staring at her for a few seconds.
Met her gaze with wariness and rejection of him, and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.
He pursed his lips and groaned for a moment.
His thin lips opened slightly, and he said lightly: "Don't be so defensive against me, from today onwards, you can come and go here at will." ”
"Huh. ”
Ye Lanxi couldn't help but laugh dumbly.
"Should that person still be grateful to you?"
Fu Qingcang was silent.
He looked at her meaninglessly.
Suddenly.
Turned and left the room.
......
After Fu Qingcang left, Aunt Mei walked in immediately.
"Miss Ye, I'll help you in and wash up. ”
Ye Lanxi wanted to open her mouth to refuse.
But after thinking about it, I don't know what I thought, I nodded.
Stretched out his hand to Aunt Mei: "Okay." ”
After receiving her reply, Aunt Mei immediately stepped forward, helped her into the bathroom, and stood by to watch her wash.
"Aunt Mei. ”