Nangong Rongguang suddenly felt an unprecedented fear, and eager to save something, he took a step forward.
The demon girl coughed violently and shook her hand, as if she didn't want to say anything more to him.
Nangong Rongguang held back the dry pain in his throat and found it very difficult to speak: "Then...are you still coming tomorrow?"
The demon girl looked at his white fingers and lifted the basket over for him to see: "It's full, so it probably won't come."
"So are you planning not to see me again?" Nangong Rongguang stood there and looked at her, obviously so cold and calm, but it seemed as if he could fall down with just one blow.
The demon girl shook her head: "Why do you think so?"
"You won't wait for me anymore, you won't come to this place, and you have no intention of telling me where you live now from the beginning to the end." Nangong Rongguang lowered his tone, and his voice was trembling: "Girl, how did we end up here? The situation?"
The demon girl raised her eyes and passed her eyes across that angular face.
I don’t know if it’s because it’s too familiar.
The person in front of me cried for the first time when he was very young.
She was bitten on the leg by a vicious wolf in the forest. He was not that big, but he carried her for such a long distance, with a strong nasal sound in his always cold voice.
Afraid that she would be in pain, I sneaked into her room and sat by her bed to read a story to her.
in this world.
I'm afraid I'll never find anyone who can be so kind to her.
only……
"Rong Guang, what were you doing during the four years I was in prison?"
Nangong Rongguang's pupils trembled, and his hands and feet froze in place.
The hand holding the bamboo basket trembled violently in the invisible shadow: "Why did we come to this step? Because in the
During the four most painful years of my life, you were accompanying another woman in search of immortality and medicine."
No one knew how much effort she put into saying this sentence. Those past events that she didn't want to be mentioned were like wounds with scars, which were torn open.
She thought she had long forgotten the pain of emptiness.
She thought she had long forgotten the loneliness of reaching out but only being able to touch the darkness.
She huddled in the hay, her lower abdomen hurt from the cold, and she still looked forward to him day after day to see her.
Until one day, she finally received news about him.
But it was he who accompanied Qu Chuxiao to Tianshan...
She didn't know how to describe that feeling.
She just felt cold, especially when the wind penetrated her right leg. She could even hear the "chuck" sound of blood turning into ice, grinding her eardrums and piercing her heart.
She wondered if she was going to die.
Otherwise, why does it hurt so much?
But she didn't die in the end, she survived and is holding on until now.
But her love fell asleep.
Maybe I woke up once...
The demon girl smiled, but it didn't end well.
Nangong Rongguang clenched his hands and opened them again. Even his palms were red: "I have looked for you, but I didn't find you. I don't know where you are being held. There is an error in the records of the Ministry of Personnel."
"That's it." After thinking about it, the devil girl knew who was responsible. Her thin lips were half-curved and she didn't say anything more.
Even though Qu Chuxiao was hateful, at the end of the day all these things came from this man's connivance.
He always felt that she was weak and pitiful, not like someone who would do bad things.
On the contrary, every time she brought it up, she would be regarded as a jealous wife by others.
So even the misunderstanding is unnecessary, the two of them are no longer suitable to be together...
"Master, Master Rongguang!" the maid cried.
The Demon Girl really didn't want to stand in the middle of the street and be watched, so she just took a step back. Unexpectedly, they had already become the scenery in other people's eyes.
"Master Luo, what are you looking at, so fascinated?" A young man dressed in brocade clothes asked Qu Luo beside him with a smile.
Qu Luo looked back calmly and curled his thin lips: "It's nothing."
The young master was wondering, it's nothing, his face is still so ugly?
Later, Qu Luo kept pressing his stomach, and the young master realized that he had a chronic stomach problem, so he ordered someone to cook chicken soup and add ginseng.
Qu Luo only took two sips, then leaned back on the chair, turned his head to light the cigarette, and smoked it slowly. His face could not be seen clearly in the mist.
The young master winked at the singer beside him.
The singer was very smart and leaned towards Qu Luo as softly and bonelessly as if...
Qu Luo smiled and pushed forward skillfully, his eyes full of evil: "Okay, don't go in front of me. I'm not feeling well today. I'm going to serve your young master. I'll go back to my house to rest."
"
The young master didn't expect that he would leave so soon, so he quickly stood up and sent the person out.
Qu Luo got on the carriage, but did not return to Qu's house. He only ordered the boy: "Go to Yedie." Then he leaned back, his eyes were closed, and his clenched fingers turned pale...
…
It's night, with the scent of sandalwood lingering in the night, and girls greeting each other and sending them off, whispering affectionately.
When the demon girl opened the door, Qu Luo was already there. The strange thing was that he didn't light the lamp. The room was dark and the temperature was very low.
"Go and bring in the oil lamp from outside." The witch ordered the maid beside her.
The maid was probably the only one who knew about the relationship between Demon Niang and Qu Luo. The little girl responded, "Yes."
Qu Luo laughed in a low voice, with a cold evil spirit in his voice: "No need to bother, I will blow it out anyway."
As he spoke, he hugged the demon girl from behind, and sprayed the strong smell of alcohol and the pleasant mint fragrance behind her ears.
The maid's face turned red and she hurriedly left. Before leaving, she did not forget to close the door for the two of them.
Both masters did not want anyone to know about their relationship, so the servants had no choice but to do their best to keep it confidential...
"Wait a minute..." The demon girl looked pale and wanted to push away Qu Luo who kissed her cheek.
Qu Luo ignored it, and the smell of alcohol hit her lips: "I want..." He didn't know if it was because his stomach hurt too much, but he always felt that his heart was getting empty, as if he could only do this kind of thing.
Only then can the empty space be filled.
Obviously when she was smiling and charming him, she felt sad in her heart.
I can't help but wonder, how much has she changed?
I obviously don't want to have such an impure relationship with her.
Because in my heart, she is the most special existence.
However, he still wanted her and his whole body ached...
Since you can never get her heart, then get her person first!
The kissing became out of control, and it had been like this for seven days in a row.
The demon girl held down his head, stopped him and worked hard: "No..."
Qu Luo looked at her as if he was still drunk, full of evil and cold: "Didn't you say you would do it until I am satisfied?"