Chapter 797 Where is your heart [1]

Back in the inn, Luo Qingyue was worried that Xiao Luo Yu would be so hungry, so she ordered Xiao Er to bring food to the room.

Xiao Luo Yu lay down on the table to eat, and glanced in the direction of the bed from time to time.

Luo Qingyue was sitting by the bed right now, staring blankly at the unconscious silver-haired man on the bed.

For some reason, when she looked at the person in front of her, she always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

However, she knew very well that she did not know this person.

He frowned tightly, as if thinking of something unhappy in a coma.

Pale cheeks, bloodless, a little abnormally white.

After Xiao Luoyu finished her meal, she ran up to Luo Qingyue, "Mother, this uncle is so strange."

Luo Qingyue's red lips moved slightly, "How strange?"

Xiao Luoyu tilted her head and thought for a while, "I will hug you as soon as I see mother."

Luo Qingyue smiled slightly, rubbed Xiao Luo Yu's head, "That's because... this uncle knows Mother."

"But mother doesn't even know him."

"Uh." Luo Qingyue was momentarily at a loss for words, "Let's get to know each other."

She was not sure about what she said, but her feeling seemed to be very certain. She seemed to know the person in front of her.

When did you meet?
Sighing secretly, Luo Qingyue got up and walked to the table to pour tea.

Xiao Luoyu's big eyeballs rolled around, seeing the silver-haired man closing his eyes and unconscious, he became curious for a moment, climbed onto the bed with a small body, lay down on the silver-haired man, and stroked his hair, " Wow, the color of uncle's hair is different from ours."

Luo Qingyue took a sip of the tea lightly, but did not speak.

Yes, it is different, and she is also very puzzled.

What was her past with this man?

"Huh?" Xiao Luoyu let out a light snort.

"What's wrong?" Luo Qingyue asked sideways.

Xiao Luoyu blinked her eyes strangely, and said, "Mother, uncle, why...doesn't his heart beat?"

'Pa——' the sound of the cup falling to the ground sounded.

When Luo Qingyue heard this, her eyes widened immediately, and her breathing became obviously short of breath.

She turned her head in disbelief, and looked at Xiao Luo Yu, "Luo Yu, what did you just say?"

But Xiao Luoyu didn't look at Luo Qingyue, she touched and touched the silver-haired man with her small hands, confirmed it again and again, and said seriously: "Mother, uncle, he really doesn't have a heartbeat."

Luo Qingyue's face turned pale in an instant, perhaps because she also had no heartbeat, and now she heard that someone had no heartbeat just like her, and she just felt terrified.

She walked to the bed step by step, walking very slowly, as if she really didn't want to confirm the thoughts in her heart.

She put her hand on the silver-haired man's chest, and her fingertips trembled suddenly——

No heartbeat!

Luo Qingyue closed her eyes slightly, her light breathing became heavy, she didn't believe it!
How could someone have no heartbeat like her?
The hand was still on the man's chest, and her eyelashes were fluttering. She seemed to feel something, and her eyes suddenly became cold!

"Tear——" she tore open the skirt of the man's chest with her bare hands, revealing his jade-white chest in front of her.

However, when Luo Qingyue saw the scene in front of her, she was suddenly stunned——

"How...how did this happen?" Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, muttering to herself, her face was as white as snow.

(End of this chapter)

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