General’s Scheming Wife - C545

The rain outside the house is still falling, Su jiu’er’s confusion is only a sigh.

Amnesia, really can not be used as an excuse.

She can’t remember a trace of her past with Mo Xuan in her memory, but her body is instinctive and close to him. Even though her heart was hurt by a knife, she felt nothing.

“Let me lean on it for a while, just lean on it for a while…” After that, Su jiu’er’s body directly leans on Mo Xuan’s shoulder. She closes her eyes, as if the noise in the world has nothing to do with her any more.

Let me be weak for a while, weak for a while, as if there is a voice in the ear constantly cover the same. Mo Xuan’s hand is trembling, see Su wine son so lean on his body, distressed can’t breathe.

If there’s anything in her that appeals to him, that’s it. They are so similar and so different.

She is like a fire that will beat, constantly devouring his ice. He can feel her hot and warm, under his reflection, even if he will melt into water, he will not care, at least he reflects her most beautiful appearance from the Scriptures.

“Jiuer, jiuer, jiuer…”

Mo Xuan calls Su jiu’er’s name lightly until his most reassuring smile rippled at the corner of his mouth.

With her by his side, what else can he ask for in this world?

Cold blooded out of the door, quietly looked at Mo Ze Mo heart for a while, this brother and sister is really a little strange, this sense of disobedience he does not know where to say, but that feeling he can not explain how.

“Shall I take her back to rest?” It’s not common for cold-blooded people to bite their tongue. In fact, he was in Mozer’s eyes, suddenly changed what he wanted to say.

That look, how to say? There is a strong possessive, but also so lonely stubborn heartbreak like feeling. Cold blooded is to want to do not understand why, to Moze’s age, this emotion, this feeling also seems to be a bit too complex.

“No…” Moze lowered his eyes, and his long and narrow eyelashes covered his sadness. He looked at the rain. He thought it would take a long time to stop. After hesitating for a while, he said, “brother cold-blooded, help me to take an umbrella. My heart can’t get wet and will have a fever.”.

“Well, good.” cold blooded, unable to find a reason to refuse, he agreed. But he didn’t know that he would bend over when he was carrying an umbrella. This kind of respectful attitude seems to have never been like this to a few people, which really made him a little puzzled.

Is there any special temperament in this young man that makes him admire? Cold blooded hard shook his head, this idea can come out from his mind, these years really some white living feeling.

“Thank you…” Murzer said in a low voice. He will remember the people who helped him. Since he came to King Mo’s house, whether it’s because of the similar face or not, cold-blooded is really good for him, he can still feel it.

“Ah, you’re welcome”, cold-blooded smile, sometimes suddenly up thanks is the most people do not know how to return.

Once upon a time, there were many children in this courtyard who would politely say hello to him. But how can these faces be compared with the same face when Mo Xuan was young? Thinking about it, I can’t help laughing.

Moze was ashamed. If it wasn’t for the cold-blooded relationship, he really wanted to talk about his inner thoughts. What are you grinning at? Are you sure you’re not sick?

“I went in, cold-blooded brother can let the kitchen to prepare some ginger soup. I think Xin’er, my mother and maybe the LORD all need some… ” Mozer told him that although some things he didn’t say would be done by others, he always felt that it would be more comfortable to say and do them.

“Well, I’ll do it,” he said coldly. If Moze didn’t tell them, the LORD would tell them to do it. It’s really a father and son, which is really similar.

Out of King Mo’s house, in the street without people, the moving speed of demon night can be said to be like ghosts. He is not an ordinary person. It’s normal for him to do something unusual.

“Where? Where on earth is it? ” Demon night is talking to himself. It’s hard for him to sense a person, but it’s different to let him sense something else, such as ghost umbrella.

“I found it. I didn’t expect that I could hide it underground…”

After locking the target, the demon night looks around, which is not a deserted village. If there’s too much noise, it’s really hard to deal with the aftermath. Besides, it’s still in other people’s territory.

“Lord Mo, you owe me another favor…” Standing at the edge of the dry well, the demon night first blocked his mouth and nose with his hand. What else can we do? The apprentice collected it by himself, so how can he be bullied by others.

Nong Ying’s strength is absolutely crushing among his peers. But in those well-trained adult killers, his strength is really a little invisible.

The injury on the body, after not being bandaged in time, gradually dyed the sleeves red. If it goes on like this, he will either be killed by the other party, or he will bleed too much to die.

How can you just die? He can’t die like this. That pure smile clearly imprinted in my mind, make shadow backhand pulled out the umbrella behind, intermittently said: “you, you don’t Don’t come here Otherwise, I I am I’ll make you It’s hard to die.”Ha ha ha ha…” Zhuolong couldn’t help laughing any more. At first, he thought that he had met an expert, but at last, he was still half a fool.

“Are you kidding? Just you… ” Pointing to Nong Ying, Zhuolong really can’t figure out the strength of Nong Ying. Does a broken umbrella want them to surrender? You’re kidding. He thinks they’re all people.

“Just me, that’s enough, but I’m serious.” the voice of making the film is more and more powerful, and the bearing seems to be changing at the same time.

Like a person who grows up in an instant, the sense of threat from the bottom of his heart won’t deceive people. It’s the assassin’s instinct. Zhuolong was very surprised. Although he didn’t know what had changed, his intuition told him that if he looked down on the other side, he would suffer.

The sound of the umbrella hitting the palm of the hand seemed to hit the heart of the besiegers. Panic also powerless, this strange feeling, the assassin can’t retreat. Perhaps, leaving now is the best ending, maybe there will be no face, but life is in the end.

Nong Ying was not retreating. He raised his foot and took a step forward. He said: “although there is only a short time every day, I still like this state best. Hurt me? I want you to pay me back.

I don’t know where the wind came from. It made me feel trance. Nong Ying holds the handle of the umbrella in one hand and pushes the umbrella open in the other, but gives up after hearing a sound.

“Good apprentice, hold on. Master, I’ll help you teach them… “