Chapter 688

The life of so many brothers, each one, is much more important than his life.

In the past ten years

He hardly had a good night's sleep.

He has tortured himself for ten years with guilt, regret for those lives, hatred and resentment for her.

If he had a choice, he would have taken his own life ten years ago.

The living are far less happy than the dead

This topic, let white millet leaf speechless, even breathless.

She's an undercover. She's responsible for killing them. Betraying her feelings, whether it's love or friendship, getting important information for the organization and preventing more vicious wars and assassinations are her tasks.

It's just

She and the owl, after all, have different positions.

From small to large, the owl has no real family. The harsh and cruel living environment leads to his world without faith and only his own rules. The state, the government and the people do not exist in his world. In his world, it is the interests, the brothers who live and die, and the loyalty of blood Alliance

For this, he could not even die.

But her appearance has damaged his interests, hurt his brother and betrayed his righteousness

As a matter of fact, she has been damned for thousands of times

"Owl, I'm sorry..." White millet leaves lie on his chest, gently open his mouth.

The owl did not speak any more, and his thin lips closed tightly. I'm sorry. Before betrayal and life, I feel pale and powerless.

He couldn't forgive her because he couldn't even forgive himself.

At the beginning, if I had not been lured by her, if I had not been stupid enough to entrust her bomb to those brothers who were living and dying, everything might not have happened

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Because the topic ten years ago, the atmosphere, for a time, became heavy and oppressive, making people breathless.

Because it was too heavy, no one continued the topic. It's a wound that can't be healed for ten years. Every time it's mentioned, it's going to be bloody.

I don't know how long it took to get to a wide place.

On the way, white millet leaves asked the owl to let himself down. He was afraid that if he held it for too long, he would fall into the incomplete healing wound on his body. However, the owl stubbornly refused to release her, and her request was directly ignored by him.

If he hadn't mentioned ten years ago and reminded her of the hatred and distance between them, she would have been unable to resist the illusion of being held by him like this Hold it all the time, to the end of life

"We can see the snow here. Let's go and sit in the pavilion." She patted the owl on the shoulder.

The owl said, "well," and took her to the pavilion. The snow is a little thick in this place. In the quiet night, one foot a foot deep shallow step, can hear the sound.

The owl sat down in the pavilion, and the white millet leaf subconsciously wanted to walk away from his leg. However, he tightened his waist and was caught by his hand.

She was stunned.

No more movement.

Sitting on his lap.

She didn't dare to look at the owl's look, and she didn't even know why the owl had brought herself here.

He wrapped the blanket around her and wrapped her bare legs.

Her hands, always around his neck.

"Owl..."

"Well?"

"You Why did you decide to bring me here temporarily? "

The owl did not make a sound for a long time, but turned his face and looked across the open space to the Far East. By the dim moonlight, white millet leaves can clearly see the fatigue on his face.

That kind of tiredness comes from the bottom of my heart

Like the bottom of my heart that string, has been stretched for a long time, at any time in the edge of fracture.

He thought he would not make a sound again, but the next moment, he opened his mouth calmly: "just suddenly feel very tired, want to see the sunrise."

White millet leaves in the heart a hard pull.

She knew that he was tired, and his pain would only be a thousand times heavier than her. However, it was the first time for him to show his frailty in front of her after ten years

Before, every time, they were on guard, crazy, even hysterical.

Never like tonight, he told her calmly that he was tired

Calm enough to make her heart flustered, only feel unspeakable sadness.

She clearly held the owl in her arms, but she felt that this man was actually moving away from herself step by step, farther and farther away

What she wanted most was such a result, but she was afraid of it in her heart.

Suddenly she couldn't help it. She put her hands around his waist and held him tight. The owl looked back at her. Two people, four eyes up, the moonlight, her eyes desolate fragile, flashing tears.His eyes are deep and his emotions are surging.

Long finger, suddenly pinched her chin. Thumb on the cold face, gently rub. Strength is even gentle.

White millet leaf nose a sour, sobbing, suddenly raised his face, kiss his lips.

At that moment, everything seemed out of control.

Knowing that she was a poppy and a poison planted in his body, she still could not resist and refuse. The white millet leaf is to let all the reason are disarmed and dropped.

Each other's lips, lingering entanglement together. Like the end of the world, but also like the end of life, they love each other, as if they want to burn this unforgettable into each other's souls.

The owl's desire, in front of her, has never been restrained. Throwing away the blanket that was in the way of her, her hands were already poking in under her skirt.

In such a night, there was no one coming and going.

Only they

Like drowning, they are crazily holding each other as lifesaving grass

The owl's fingers, squeezed into her body.

There was not much foreplay, but her body was more sensitive than ever and more willing to accept him than ever. Or, in other words, is expecting to accept him.

She kisses his lips, kisses his jaw, kisses his neck

His fingers in her body wantonly, she is afflicted with fingers to scratch him, Jiaoyin voice, crisp and flattering people's bones are fast crisp off.

"Owl, I really seduce you now Dare you want me here? "

At this moment, she put down her pride and reserve, and even Lizhi was thrown out of the clouds by her

Everything, she only obeys her own heart.

This is a rare indulgence.

Even, it won't last long.

She lifted the button of the owl's shirt with her fingers and ran her hand through his collar. The owl snorted, "I don't want you here But you can drive me crazy... "

"Do you want it?" White millet leaves panting, misty eyes, vaguely looking at him. That sound, soft enough to make the owl feel the blood flow back, straight to the body.

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