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Chapter 642 642 Can You Forgive Me? Two

"good……"

Nodded and responded. She didn't even have time to react, and she was picked up by the fireworks. At that moment, at that moment, she subconsciously wanted to hook his neck so that she could not help.

I am firmly in his arms.

However, when the series of actions of the Western Fireworks had been completed and had already strode towards the couch, her movements froze in the air and passed a faint arc.

Pu Yue calmed down the light in her eyes, and her pink lips almost pursed into a straight line. Finally, she slowly relaxed again.

After a moment, Pu Yue leaned on the couch, watching the cheerful back of the fireworks heading to the kitchen. There was obvious loss in her black eyes. She slowly raised her arms and put them down weakly. Pu Yue's eyes quickly

A trace of pain flashed, but suddenly became stunned in an instant.

The tip of his nose shook lightly, and a hint of doubt flashed through Pu Yue's eyes.

The smell of blood...

——She actually smelled a bloody smell.

Surprise flashed across her face, and Pu Yue shook her nose and sniffed it gently. Yes, there was indeed a smell of blood in the air. However, the message she received from her five senses was delayed, and she just smelled it.

.

And this bloody smell gradually dissipated and disappeared as the West Fireworks went to the kitchen!

Could it be that the Western Fireworks were injured?

Pu Yue was shocked and subconsciously thought of this possibility. But as soon as this idea emerged, it was strangled in the cradle by Pu Yue. You should know that Xi Fireworks is a dignified ghost king. If he is injured, there will be more people to be affected.

Besides, he is alone now, not to mention that he has gone through the tribulation and has been completely regenerated into the real ghost king in the ghost city in the underworld.

If there is really a wound, his body, which is no longer an ordinary body, will naturally be automatically repaired and healed, and how can there be a chance of bleeding from the wound?

Thinking of this, Pu Yue shook her head slightly, feeling that she was thinking too much. At this moment, the Western Fireworks were walking towards her with the osmanthus cake gracefully!

The golden sunlight hit his back, as if he had a golden halo. And he was so elegant and natural, and he seemed to be walking in the golden light.

——Like a god or an immortal, people can't help but follow you as soon as they see it, and they feel that they can only look up to you.

"Come on, try it. If it doesn't suit the taste, tell me and I'll make it again!"

Hearing the cold and cautious voice of Xi Fireworks, Pu Yue came back to her senses and looked at the osmanthus cake in Xi Fireworks' hands, and curled her lips, "It seems to be like it, and it will not be bad either!"

As he said that, he raised his hand to take the osmanthus cake handed over by Xiyihuo, and gently took a small bite in his extremely anticipated eyes, and slowly chewed it in his mouth.

"How about it?"

Xi Fireworks saw that Pu Yue finally got what he made with his own hands and was very excited and asked Pu Yue anxiously.

"This is your first time making it, it's pretty good!" Pu Yue couldn't bear to let him down in Xi Fireworks' earnest eyes. So she ate a piece of pastry with her face unchanged expression and said slowly: "Light"

There are pastries but no tea to match, which is really a bit monotonous!”

Xi Fireworks was stunned, then grinned and smiled happily and satisfied, "I'll use your small pot of red mud to boil water and soak a pot of clouds in the mountain stream..."

Seeing Xi Fireworks showing a satisfying and happy smile to prepare tea for her, Pu Yue sat upright on the couch and turned...


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