[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ.６６ＨＵＵ.COM] When did those feelings that existed in dreams emerge unconsciously after a little intimate contact with Yuwen Xuanli?
"Do you hate me?" He hurt her first back then. After all, it was his fault.
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"Mommy, Mommy, are you sleeping?" A golden voice came from outside the door.
Yuwen Xuanli and Qian Qian looked sideways at the door at the same time...
The questioning voice rang again, "Mommy, are you sleeping?"
"I'll open the door." Yu Wenxuan got out of bed, walked to the door and opened it.
At the door, Jin Shining was holding a pillow, tilting his head and standing at the door with an uncomfortable look on his face. His eyes kept flashing bloodthirsty red, and his face was so pale that it was almost oozing.
"Sparkling..." Yu Wenxuanli felt something was wrong with Jin Shining, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"
Holding the pillow, Jin Shanshan walked directly past Yu Wenxuanli and walked towards Qianqian, who had sat up from the bed and his clothes were a little messy.
Jin Shining glanced at Qianqian, hugged the pillow and climbed directly onto the bed. He lay down and hugged Qianqian on the bed, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
"Sparkling?" Qianqian felt something was wrong with Jin Shining and called out softly with some worry.
Yu Wenxuan walked over with the door closed, and his eyes fell on Jin Shining, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and holding Qian Qian around her waist.
"Are you not feeling well?" Although Yu Wenxuanli was a little skeptical, he was completely sure that Jin Shining was abnormal today.
Qian Qian touched Jin Shining's heart, but it stopped moving, and it stopped moving again.
Isn't the moon knot untied yet? The moon knot time hasn't come yet, how could this happen?
"Mommy, I'm fine, I'm just a little uncomfortable. It's not Yuebei. Yuebei, it's gone." Jin Xingxian whispered, feeling a little tired and weak.
He didn't want his mother to worry, so he didn't say that he wasn't feeling well.
I don't know why, but he has obviously felt some changes in his body in the past two days. He always sees inexplicable things, and his heartbeat has been unstable and stopped for a long time.
Although the heartbeat is of little use to his nature as a zombie, his heart must beat if he wants to maintain a person's lifeline.
As long as his heart stops beating, his zombie physique will completely explode, completely revealing his zombie characteristics.
What worries him most is not the changes in his body, but the figures in the inexplicable pictures he sees. That figure is both familiar and unfamiliar to him, but he can clearly feel who that figure is.
With such an abnormal reaction, he was worried that the people he cared about would be hurt.
This time, all the people who should have appeared appeared. He didn't know what the purpose of these people's appearance was. The only thing that was not allowed to happen was that he was not allowed to hurt his mommy. Otherwise, he didn't care what the identities of these people were.
He won't let anyone go.
Every time he feels uncomfortable, as long as he stays by Mommy's side, his heart will calm down, and all the uneasiness in his heart will become very quiet.
Yu Wenxuan lifted off the quilt and held Qian Qian in his arms, and also held Jin Shining in his arms.
"Qianqian, you can sleep with Shanshan, I'll watch over you." If his son was a normal person, he might be sick and uncomfortable, and he would go to the palace to receive medical treatment. However, the son has his own bloodline, and his
If you feel uncomfortable, it cannot be treated by a normal medical doctor.
His son was better than he thought. If he felt that he was fine, nothing serious would happen.
Even so, he still guarded it, just in case something unexpected happened.
Qian Qian worriedly looked at Jin Shining, who had been frowning in her arms, and caressed her pale face. There were many times when, as a mother, she was unable to relieve her son's pain. With a strange physique, she could help.
, if it is not these but other things, there are many places where she is powerless.
Holding the woman and son in his arms, Yu Wenxuanli darkened his eyes slightly. Life that had nothing to do with him originally became connected because of this little figure. The worry on this woman's face was for their son...
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The clear moonlight swept across the earth.
People standing at the window of the room look up at the quiet moon in the sky.
The smiling little face and the sweet laughter as sweet as a bell appeared in front of my eyes. All of this has been away from me for a long, long time, so long that I have almost forgotten how long it has been.
The moon seemed to have turned into the smiling face of the woman in my heart, and I stretched out my slender fingers to touch that smiling face.
Slowly, the smiling face seemed to become a little far away, too far away to be touched by my hand.
The outstretched fingers froze slightly in mid-air, paused for a few seconds, then slowly curled up, clenched them tightly into fists and retracted them.
He closed his eyes in pain, and the corners of his mouth twitched bitterly.
The slender fingers touched the place where his heart was. He should have forgotten the pain here. Why could he still feel pain when he saw her again? How long had it been since he had forgotten this feeling? How long had it been?
She probably hasn't felt this way since she died.
Turning around and looking at the painting floating in mid-air, Mokey Mingya-Zuimo slowly walked over.
Reach out and touch the cheek of the smiling woman in the painting. When will you come back? How long do I have to wait for you to come back?
You know, I've been waiting for so long and I really don't want to wait any longer.
Yanran, although she looks exactly like you, I know that figure is not the real you. It is not the real you I want...
How long do we have to wait?
Mo Yao Ming La - Zui Mo closed his eyes in pain, and slowly withdrew the hand that was touching his cheek.
The portrait floating in mid-air turned into thousands of fragments and disappeared as the slender fingers of the Demon Key Mingya-Zuimo retracted it.
He opened his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes instantly turned into a coquettish color, then recovered in a flash.
In the white night, Nuyao looked up at the bright moon in the sky. It used to be within reach, but now it is out of reach. It used to be like glue, but now we don't know each other.
The corners of his mouth twitched bitterly, and he wanted to know if he was still the same person as before.
Situ Qian'an was lying on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep. If he hadn't been dazzled, he really felt that the princess was looking at him. Why? Why did he always feel a little strange when he saw the princess?
That feeling seems a little weird, like...
When a master looks at his servant, he always feels that he is that servant.