Manager Mo struggled in the water for a while, then sank, bubbles bubbled, and never came up again.
Huangfu Jin suddenly shook his robe sleeves, and the powerful internal force rolled up a whirlwind, surrounding him. Then he waved his sleeves, and the hot steam steamed, gathering into a brilliant brilliance like steaming clouds in the sunset.
The autumn wind came at the beginning, blowing his dry clothes and black hair, making him appear in the world like a transcendent god.
Covered in golden light.
He closed his eyes, listened attentively, then opened his eyes, and with a flash of light, he flew towards a place in the flower forest.
He rose into the air, touched the tips of the flower trees with his toes, and like a roc spreading its wings, he swooped down, jumped down, and took Su Mo, who was fighting hard with the formation, into his arms.
Today, Su Mo and Lan Ru are locked in a bitter battle. They are struggling to support themselves and can hardly hold on anymore.
I just want to think about the people I love and there are still many things to do, so I refuse to give up.
"Mo'er, Mo'er..." Huangfu Jin hugged her, pressed her head against his heart, let her listen to his solid and powerful heartbeat, and said softly: "Mo'er, wake up, none of that is true.
Yes, wake up, I’m here and I will protect you.”
Su Mo felt like she was about to be strangled to death by those flowering trees. She even felt like they were piercing their branches into her blood and sucking her blood. She felt as if her whole body was about to be drained dry.
It also became difficult to breathe.
She opened her eyes hard, trying to picture what he looked like.
She still wants to marry him, she and he haven't yet...
As if seeing how handsome he was, he looked at her with a smile, as if he understood her thoughts, and then he gently bowed his head, and pressed his warm and soft lips on hers.
She felt as if a strange power was injected into her body, and the blood that had been sucked away came back. It was as if he had dug a spring out of her heart, gurgling to replenish it with fresh power.
The power from her lips was flowing in continuously, and she was greedily nostalgic, unable to let go, and wanted more.
He hugged her tightly, it was the first time such a skin-to-skin contact, the first time he couldn't help himself.
She is no longer the little girl she used to be, she has grown up and matured enough to be his princess.
He wished he could rub her into his body so that she would no longer have to endure any wind, frost, snow and rain. He would bear everything.
