The horizon of the entire world seemed to begin to slowly move up in front of her eyes, and she knew that she was flapping her wings and flying...
The moment she climbed to the top of the world, he joined her with a quick growl——
The two of them arrived at the legendary wonderful paradise at the same time...
She was finally too tired to bear it and fell asleep in his arms.
By the time Cheng Liuli woke up, night had completely fallen. Although the air was still filled with the smell of love, the man he had been tired of spending the entire afternoon with had long since disappeared.
She got up, entered the bathroom with bare feet, turned on the shower and took a hot shower.
The gurgling hot water poured down her head, mixing with the tears running down her face like a waterfall. The sound of running water also drowned out the sobs in her throat.
After washing for a long time, until I started to be out of breath, I turned off the water and slowly wiped my body with a towel.
There was a whole wall opposite with a large bright mirror. When the steam slowly dissipated, the haze in the mirror began to become clear. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at the woman in the mirror with some critical eyes.
She is fair and delicate, as porcelain as jade, and her figure is still slim. Although she is almost four months pregnant, except for the slight bulge in her lower abdomen, her figure has not changed much.
Her long wet hair is spread over her shoulders. Her face is as pale as a lily that has lost its blood. Her eyes are too big and have lost their previous charm. Her chin is too pointed, echoing the thin collarbone. Her facial features are still moving and beautiful, but
The overall feeling - at first glance, she looks like the heroine in a thriller!
People say that love fades when lust fades. How long can Yesi Luo's love for her last?
She couldn't help but think of her mother, who was so thin and withered. A woman in her early forties could still be like a flower if she was properly cared for, but she already looked like a sixty-year-old woman.
And he has been infected by the same "poison", and the spread of the poison has been accelerated because of Mandala. Soon, she will be so ugly that he can't bear to see it, right?
Closely behind the ugly aging is the silent god of death, whose face cannot be seen clearly but is approaching cruelly all the time.
She could feel his cold breath, as if surrounding her. No matter how long she took a hot bath, it was still hard to resist the coldness that penetrated her bones and marrow!
Ye Sluoding saw the fear and uneasiness she tried so hard to hide, so he couldn't wait for her injury to recover and couldn't wait to go out to find an antidote for her.
Yin Yaoer's cold words still ring in her ears:
"However, there is no antidote to 'resentment'..."
"Back then, the 'ghost doctor' tried his best for several years, but he still couldn't cure the poison of 'resentment', let alone other people..."
She could vaguely have a premonition of where Yesilo had gone, and the person who had to tie the bell to untie the bell must have gone there in person. If her guess was correct, he must have gone to Suoyaqi in person to find Madam Qiangwei, that mysterious oriental woman who was good at medicine.
However, she didn't have even one tenth of a million hopes for this. If the poison was administered by Mrs. Rose, how could she give the antidote so easily? What's more, the antidote is still a big one.
question.
If the poison was not hers, then there would be no need for her to detoxify it.
——An irrelevant woman, an ominous woman who caused her son to lose a strong backing, what obligation does she have to help her?