His Sijin is not an ordinary person, but a dragon. He is a dragon who inherits the nature of a dragon. He has to block his memory for one month every two months; and if a human's life span is one hundred years, his Sijin can reach five hundred.
With a lifespan of no more than 50 years, how can he love an elf who is no less than 500 years old with a body that is no more than a hundred years old?
"Like... Jin..."
His arms were placed across her waist, locking her tightly. In his arms, she moaned softly and faintly in confusion. His sweat beads, like rolling pearls, fluttered onto the sofa.
His voice was extremely helpless for a moment; he finally knew that God was playing a trick on him!
what to do……[
Sijin, tell me, how should I use my 100-year-old life to protect you when I am 500 years old?
Sijin, can you tell me, what should I do? I have encountered a problem, an unprecedented problem!
However, that question is too difficult and I can't find a way to solve it!
How can loving someone be so tiring?
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At the same time, at nine o'clock in the morning, a private parking lot.
A car sped out, and Xingan, wearing seven-centimeter high heels, rushed directly in front of the car regardless of the situation.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp braking sound, and the tires scraped against the ground, making an unusually harsh sound.
The next second, a man with a gloomy face opened the car door and looked like he was about to kill someone.
"Yan Xingan! You don't want your life!"
"I just don't want my life! I won't care if someone dies!" Xinggan grabbed her bag, her face turned pale, but her voice was completely indifferent.
Lei Haotian leaned on the car door and subconsciously touched his trouser pocket. When he didn't find a cigarette, he crossed his arms and looked at her with squinted eyes. He sneered at the bookstore: "You have so many guardians, but only one of you cares."
, what does it have to do with?
"Lei Hao!" Xinggan slammed the small bag in his hand onto him!
"If you want to go crazy, go crazy. I'm very busy. Unlike you, I have nothing to do all day long."
When Xingan heard his words, his nose suddenly became sour and tears fell down.
"I know you are busy, busy with your fiancée, okay." She wiped away her tears, stubbornly picked up her small bag from the ground, and waved to him: "Go and do your work, I won't disturb you anymore.
You, I wish that your prenatal check-up report will show that you are siblings! I wish that you will not have orgasms on your wedding night! I wish..."
She turned around and strode away, cursing as she walked, getting further and further away from the man behind her.
Lei Haotian kept leaning on the car with an expressionless face, calmly listening to the vicious words of a certain little woman, his eyes fixed on her back.
Suddenly my heart ached.[
Why does she look so thin? Where has all her pride gone?
Why does that proud woman who seems to have trampled all the men in the world under her feet suddenly look so weak and humble?
Where has the girl he loved, as proud as a queen, gone?
Just as he was thinking about it, his sweetheart, who had walked for a while, suddenly stopped and turned back in frustration, looking at the man meditating in front of the black Maybach in the distance.
Then, as if she was under a spell, she screamed hysterically at the empty parking lot. "I feel that now... I'm so cheap! So cheap! So cheap!"