Now it is completely useless, the identity of the priest is useless, and his humble body is also tired of playing with him, and everything is boring, so he will do whatever he wants to do.
Luojia, this is Luojia.
This is the real His Majesty of the Northern Emperor. He has never missed him, but he has been confused! Terrible confusion!
In the past, I wanted to jump up and kill him, but now I realize that I can't jump up - maybe, wait for the opportunity.
Maybe, there will never be a chance.
"Fangfei..."
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him!
Luo Jia's heart trembled! Such eyes were actually such eyes!
Full of a kind of despair and a dead indifference.
The mind was so dazed, as if the girl in the temple was singing softly, as if she was watching a nightingale suddenly had her wings broken and could only lie on the grass and wait for death...
Her hands were placed outside, pale and slender fingers.
He stretched out his hand and wanted to hold it. But in the air, he stopped. He accidentally took it back.
"Fangfei...If you are willing to change your temper, as long as you agree, I will forgive you... Let you move back to Lizheng Hall immediately..."
She lowered her long eyelashes and clenched her fingers quietly into fists.
At this time, he was still saying these insincere lies, tempting himself to kneel in front of him again, allowing him to torture and play with them as he pleases?
"Fangfei, this is the palace. Not only you, even I, can't do whatever I want, do whatever I really want. Everyone must act within a reasonable standard... I am already the limit of tolerance to you..."
He has done his best, and of course all his faults are hers.
"Fangfei..."
The sound was like a demon's curse. Every time he screamed, her body would spasm.