Feng Tianlan couldn't help but blush when she saw him playing with her hands as if he were playing with worldly treasures, "Asura Palace is a widely rumored cult, a demon sect.
This person is too frivolous and gangster.
He is really different from the rumors.
He has no misogyny.
"Yes."
Si Mobai felt that her hands were very beautiful and white, and he couldn't help but trace her palm prints with his fingertips.
Lan'er shouldn't be too popular now.
If she goes to Shura Hall, she doesn't know how many people will criticize her.
Although he doesn't care, he cares about her and doesn't want her to be criticized.
Feng Tianlan only felt a huge itch in the palm of her hand.
The itch seemed to spread along the palm to the bottom of her heart, making her tremble, "War King" As soon as she shouted, she leaned forward and fell into his arms again.
She sat directly on his body, cheek to cheek with him.
Their breaths were intertwined with each other, and their eyes were full of affection.
His peach blossom eyes seemed to capture her soul, sucking her deeply into them and wanting to get trapped in them.
The cinnabar mole between his eyebrows fell in her eyes, as if magnified, and her vision was filled with blood-red mist.
Behind that, she vaguely saw a blurry figure, kneeling on the ground, seemingly holding someone in his arms, and his body was trembling. , shouted affectionately and tenderly, "Mrs."
The sound sounded over and over again, reaching her ears from behind the blood mist.
The voice obviously did not scream pain, and did not have much emotional ups and downs, but just listening to it, one would be surrounded by the despair and sadness in the voice, and could not help but resonate with him, making her want to go back.
He said: Mr.
Who is calling her from behind the blood mist?
Feng Tianlan wanted to push away the blood mist, and wanted the man to turn around so that she could see clearly who it was, who it was to her, and why her heart ached when she heard his scream.
The pain in her breathing made her feel suffocated.
At this time, the heart-shaped rings on the middle fingers of Feng Tianlan and Si Mobai shone faintly, but it was a pity that neither of them saw this scene.
"Lan'er."
Si Mobai hugged Feng Tianlan who suddenly fell on him.
He was so anxious that he quickly picked her up and put her on the bed.
He took her pulse and checked her body, and found that everything about her body was...
It's normal, just like he fell asleep suddenly.
Although his body was normal, Si Mobai was still very worried.
He sat on the edge of the bed, frowning, holding her hand and guarding her.
Feng Tianlan walked towards the man in the blood mist.
She wanted to hug him and respond to him, but no matter how she walked, he was one foot away from her, and she could not reach him no matter what.
In front of her, she could only see his back.
She stood quietly, watched quietly, and listened quietly.
Her breathing was accompanied by pain.
She could feel his depression and despair.
He needed her hug and her call so much. .
"none" As soon as he shouted one word, the blood mist dissipated and the person disappeared.
Feng Tianlan felt her heart empty, and then she suddenly opened her eyes.
What caught her eyes was Si Mobai's enlarged handsome face, full of worry.
"Lan'er, how do you feel?
What's wrong with you?"
"Si Mobai."
After hearing the voice, Feng Tianlan came back to his senses, sat up, rubbed his sore temples, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with me?"
Si Mobai stretched out his hand and hugged Feng Tianlan tightly in his arms.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
The panic of losing her invaded him.
He just wanted to hold her so that he could feel her true presence
.
: