Uneasy, she still stood at the door of the wooden house and waited stupidly.
In her previous life, Sun Wenhao fell in love with the wrong person, and she thought she would never wait for a man again.
Shang is the exception.
Suddenly, in the distance, a figure appeared in the snow ahead.
"Shang..." She ran over excitedly and stopped after running a few steps.
Looking closer, it was clearly a man wearing purple clothes. That figure and figure looked like no one else except Jun Youqi.
Turning around, she walked into the wooden house.
In just a moment, Jun Youqi used Qinggong to come behind her without any explanation, and wanted to hug her from behind, "Yun'er..."
His voice was choked with sobs, as if he had experienced tens of thousands of years of glitz.
It's like the ethereal and empty life finally has a living breath.
She stepped aside as quickly as he could, but he missed her.
"Yun'er, you're not dead, that's great...that's great!" He didn't feel embarrassed, and there was a relieved smile in his choked voice.
She turned around and saw two lines of clear tears hanging on his face. His chin was covered with stubble, his cheekbones were a little concave and thin, his face was quite haggard, and his usually dark and deep pupils were full of tired bloodshot eyes.
, it seems like I haven’t rested for many days.
His tears were sad and tragic, but more importantly, they were happy. Everyone could see that he was indescribably happy that she was still alive.
She saw his tears in front of the second floor window of Wan Gu Men Tong Jian Qiu Feng Pavilion.
Once again, I cried when I saw him.
All for her.
However, her heart was numb.
He walked up to her step by step and raised his hand to touch her beautiful and tender cheek. She grabbed his hand with a straight face and said, "Don't move your hands or feet."
Regardless of her resistance, he hugged her tightly and buried his head in her neck, feeling her body and her life. His tears wet her neck, "Yun'er, it's better that you're not dead."
…It’s good that you’re not dead! Do you know? I’m willing to trade my life for you to live. I can’t live without you, I absolutely can’t live without you...”
She slapped him on the back with a palm that had accumulated internal strength.
He seemed to feel no pain, blood flowed from the corners of his lips, but instead of letting go of her, he hugged her tighter and murmured, "Yun'er, you're not dead... That's great... That's great
…”
"Let me go." Three cold words came out of her lips.
"Never let go." He murmured stubbornly, "Never let go."
"I told you to let go, are you looking for death?"
"Without you, life is worse than death. It would be better to die cleanly. I won't let you go." Anyway, he is already a useless person. Apart from revenge, apart from loving her and the baby, what's the point of living?
She had just used one of her powers before. With a gentle movement of her wrist and stronger internal power, she hit him again.
Jun Youqi's large group of guards rushed to the door and lined up neatly outside. Almost everyone was stunned when they glanced at Feng Jingyun in the room.
It was unbelievably stunning. I was surprised that there could be such a beautiful woman in the world, with icy muscles and jade bones, and a figure as beautiful as a hibiscus. She was unique!
Jun Youqi was hit in the palm again, and Feng Jingyun asked again coldly, "Let him go or not?"
His internal organs kept vomiting blood, and he shook his head, "I won't let go even if I die."
She accumulated ten successes in her palms, preparing to send him home with one palm. One of the guards reacted and immediately knelt down on one knee, "Miss Feng, please be merciful! Miss Feng, after you fell off the cliff and disappeared,
