He didn't want to recognize this. He was afraid that in his heart, he was already disappointed with Mu Xue's existence, so at that moment, he chose to close his intelligence and not let himself think about this seemingly simple problem.
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Hai'er was also annoyed. Looking at the other party, it was obvious that he was not an idiot. Why couldn't he see such a problem?
Then he said coldly: "Besides, even if two people really look exactly the same, what about their temperaments? Can their temperaments be the same? I don't believe that your Mu Xue's temperament will be the same as mine!"
"..." Yes, his Mu Xue is calm and aloof, while the girl in front of him is clear, smart, lively and charming. They are two completely the same personalities.
But...my heart hurts...
He reached out and covered his chest, tears finally flowing out uncontrollably.
For so many years, he had lived silently and silently, searching for Mu Xue for thousands of miles. He had never shed a tear, but at this moment, there were faint signs of collapse.
On the face of the cold-blooded killer, who had always been cold and emotionless, two lines of clear tears rolled down like broken beads.
This was the first time for Hai'er to see a grown man cry so heartbrokenly that he was stunned on the spot for a moment.
The complaints that I was originally full of were suddenly choked in my throat, and I couldn't express them.
Although Jueqing felt that he was crying, he couldn't control himself at that moment. He had endured nearly ten years of missing him. No one could talk about it, no one could mention it, and it was suppressed in his heart. Once he had a breakthrough, he would be like Jueqing.
The flood of the embankment.
After a long while, he finally saw that the tears had stopped, his eyes calmed down, and he stared at her deeply: "Maybe I really admitted my mistake."
"It turns out you made a mistake!" Hai'er said with her cherry lips pouting, her tone a little softer than before.
Perhaps, facing such a cold but affectionate man, no woman can be so coldhearted.
"But, I still want you!" His tone was firm and cold, with a determination to win in his eyes.
"..." Haier was instantly choked by his imperative tone.
Substitute?
He wants to use her as a replacement?
no way!
She is a majestic 10,000-year-old siren. Not to mention being used as a substitute by a mortal, she would not take it even if it was regarded as genuine!
I felt more and more that Feng Fei was better. That boy loved her, doted on her, and obeyed her unconditionally. He really regarded her as the treasure in his hand.
"Who do you think you are? Do you want me to obey you?" Hai'er said coldly, with an extremely dissatisfied tone.
"I will make you agree!" He said ruthlessly and coldly.
After finally meeting a woman who was similar to Mu Xue, he never allowed her to leave him again. This time, no matter what means he used, he would keep this woman by his side.
He stretched out his hand to catch her.
His movements were very fast, but how could he be faster than her?
Hai'er turned around inadvertently, but skillfully avoided his attempt. She turned around and smiled faintly at him: "The consent you are referring to, do you mean the consent of my people, or the consent of my heart? If you can't get it from me,
With your heart, you just get a human-shaped puppet, is that interesting? You might as well sleep with a big pillow at night!"
"First get your person, then get your heart!" In the past, he must have wanted to get her heart.
