Chapter 1470

Jill's eyes darkened and she didn't speak any more.

Now that it's over, she's just as heartbroken.

Looking at the girl who was too quiet in her arms, she sighed on the seventh day of the junior high school, but she didn't speak. She took her out of the room and plunged into the night.

Outside the wind and snow, cold snowflakes, fall on the seventh day, he does not seem to feel cool.

His eyes and eyebrows are cold and deep, and he looks at the way in front of him, which gives people a sense of infinite solitude.

Jill leaned in his arms and watched him quietly.

She wanted to reach out and brush the snowflakes on his eyebrows, but she was powerless. At this time, she was unable to move.

Jill's eyelashes trembled when he saw that he was wearing thin clothes, but he wrapped himself tightly. Suddenly, Jill felt very distressed.

She knew that she was so indifferent on the seventh day of junior high school just now. In fact, it was just to make her give up her mind.

He is still the former seventh day of junior high school, and has never treated her well.

"Xiao Qi, are you cold?" She asked suddenly.

The seventh day of junior high school looked down at her one eye, then don't open eyes, "not cold."

Jill looked at his white lips and felt more pain.

How could it not be cold?

Even though he has deep internal power, it will be cold in this snowy night.

However, she did not expose his lies. She looked into the sky and murmured, "Xiao Qi, have you worked hard outside these years?"

The eyelashes of the seventh day of junior high school trembled, holding her arm, unconsciously tightening, "it's not hard." Just because I will miss her, I always feel that time is too long.

To the lucky palace.

The seventh day of junior high school sent Jill back to her bedroom.

After putting her on the couch, he carefully pulled the quilt and covered her.

"Jill, the acupoints will be untied tomorrow, and I'll hurt you tonight." The seventh day of junior high school soothed him in a low voice. Just as he was about to withdraw, an arm quickly came out of the quilt, took him and rolled into the bed.

The seventh day of junior high school looked at the girl in horror, "your acupoints..."

"Your martial arts are taught by my father, and so are mine. Although your martial arts are not as profound as yours, my martial arts are not bad either." As Jill spoke, she coughed and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Although she broke through the acupoints, she also suffered internal injuries.

Her skill is not as deep as the seventh day of junior high school. She broke through the acupoints and hurt her inner organs.

The seventh day of junior high school looked at her painfully, "Why are you suffering?"

"It's all worth it for you." Jill took a deep look at him, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and lowered her head to him.

Bloody taste, rushed into the nasal cavity, the seventh day between the throat rolling down, clenched in the quilt fingers, inch by inch White.

At the time of the battle between heaven and man, Jill had already kissed his lips.

Unlike the light touch in the general's mansion, Jill deepened the kiss.

Her movements are green and unsophisticated, but she kisses the Qi and blood of the seventh day of the seventh day.

Cold body, gradually replaced by manic heat.

Until her soft hand came up, his lost reason finally came back.

He held her by the waist and pushed her away firmly.

Jill looked at him blankly.

At that moment, she clearly felt that he had moved. Why could he push her away so soberly?

Sure enough, the script is full of lies.

On the seventh day of the new year, with long hair scattered, he went to the couch in a mess.

Only he knew that at that moment, he almost lost control.

But at the same time, it also made him feel more ashamed.

He even told Jill

His eyes darkened.

Looking at his determined figure, Jill's voice was hoarse, and he cried helplessly, "Xiao Qi..."

The seventh day of junior high school didn't look back. Suddenly he picked up the fruit knife from the table. The cold blade reflected his determined and cold eyebrows.

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