"... what does Qingqing pay attention to?" huaizisu's eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful amber pupils looked at her.
Only listen to the other party's solemn answer, "these are all processes. I only pay attention to the results."
Hearing huaizisu's eyes, he probably understood the meaning of the girl's words and looked at the girl with a serious look. The faint haze in huaizisu's heart gradually dissipated, and his tight face gradually showed a smile.
He took the girl's fingers and gently kissed the corner of her mouth, "next time."
Although the ceremony has been completed, the ending is not perfect. He always feels that he has not given the girl a complete wedding.
Before that, he has to solve the mastermind of the assassination.
Huai zisu's eyes half narrowed, deep eyes, glass like amber pupils became evil and gloomy, like a huge and low shadow, low, as if they could devour people.
After that, Huai zisu didn't come to see Shen Wanqing for a day or two. Shen Wanqing also knew that he was going to deal with it. She didn't care. She still ate and drank leisurely every day. The servants in the house also stood there every day watching Shen Wanqing eat and drink.
However, they all felt puzzled. My wife eats so many things every day. Why is she not fat at all?
I feel like I haven't eaten anything.
In fact, Shen late Qing now seems to be the state of entity, but in fact it has always been the state of soul. It shuttles through something. The entity is thousands of years later, but the soul is thousands of years ago. Therefore, she is now in a state where life does not bring and death does not take away.
You can't bring anything, and you can't take anything from here.
Even Shen Wanqing has been here for almost a month now. She doesn't even have a long hair, as if time stagnated on her.
The servant girls only saw Shen Wanqing basking in the sun, eating and fighting crickets every day. In fact 748, they knew clearly that the host had little time left.
Now, under the seemingly relaxed surface of the host, it is tormented by autophagy.
748 also wondered why the host didn't show up at all when it was clear that this reverse phagocytosis had great pain?
Can this pain be endured?
748 looking at Shen Wanqing, he was worried, "host... Otherwise I... I... Will... Take... Your... Soul... Back?"
The voice of 748 is intermittent, but it still can't hide its concern.
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing waved carelessly. She leaned lazily on the chair, basking in the sun and carelessly perfunctory, "no, your host can bear the pain."
I can't bear the pain. What kind of woman is it? That's a bitch!
748 was still a little worried, "but... But the host... Lord you..."
"Oh, you're just like a woman. You should remember that you're a tong son, not a woman!" Shen Wanqing interrupted 748 perfunctorily, and his beautiful little face was full of disgust.
Shen Wanqing took a pear, wiped the water on it, took a bite, then puffed his cheeks while chewing and said with 748 Sincerity: "besides, your voice is intermittent and dying. I listen very hard. It's like urging me to hang up quickly. Do you know?"