After a while, the boy slowly opened his eyes and looked at us: "Why did you come in?" The boy's eyes were cold and he wore a half silver mask around his waist. His face was delicate and charming, even though he was still young. See
Here, Gao Yinuo's body trembled suddenly, as if some deeply buried memories were suddenly awakened.
The screen continues to switch——
That was the scene of Mi Qi scolding Qiao Ren. Mi Qi scolded Qiao Ren miserably, and also provoked Qiao Ren's hatred for his father's death, and wanted Qiao Ren to return to magic, but Qiao Ren was coldly indifferent to Mi Qi's words.
Gao Yinuo's eyes opened wider and wider as he looked at these pictures, and his memory seemed to be further touched...
In Shadow of Magic, Mi Qi said to Gao Yinuo: "Mei went to Alcatraz Island for your safety, but you have to ignore her."
"..." Qiao Ren did not respond to Mi Qi's words and lowered his head.
"Mei, she's your favorite girl..." Mi Qi got angry and shouted to Qiao Ren.
When the picture appeared here, Gao Yinuo was suddenly shocked... "My favorite girl?" His eyes widened, and his expression was even funny.
"Why are you like this?" I couldn't help laughing at him, feeling disgusted in my heart, "Are you so surprised when you got a girlfriend? Or did you always think that you haven't had a love pimple yet? It's so funny."
"Hey, you..." Gao Yinuo glared at me and noticed that my eyes were looking at him as if they were spitting fire. He mumbled and said, "I refuse to admit that I am the me in the Demon Realm. I don't like her."
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"Even if you have no memory, that person is still you. That Mei is also your girlfriend, the one you love."
The more I talked, the angrier I became. There was a fire burning in my heart, and I couldn't help it no matter how cool I was.
"Anyway, I don't have a girlfriend right now."
Goino was very attached to this point and repeated it again and again.
"Okay, I don't want to hear about you. I'm so annoyed..." It's strange, the more I talk, the more annoyed I am. What's the reason for this?
Did I take the wrong medicine today? I am really depressed.
"Anyway...anyway, you have to believe in my heart." As he spoke, he patted his heart excitedly.
"What kind of heart do you believe? A wolf's heart? Or a dog's lungs?" I deliberately made him angry, and I was used to quarreling with him.
"You..." He huffed, pouted, and blew the hair on his forehead, "It takes a lot of effort for me to explain to you. But you have to believe in my heart."