The Demon Empress: The Snake King Imprisoned

Chapter 126
"Sorry for the interruption, you guys continue!" Eye sockets started to turn red, I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to face her with the calmest and most indifferent expression, and then coldly dropped a few alienated but indifferent words.

Afterwards, I turned around and left calmly. The moment I stepped out of the door, I felt heartbroken all over the place. The feeling in my heart, including the longing that had been integrated into the bone marrow, began to settle, and then disappeared, leaving only a bloody sadness, and then slowly recovery.

But there will never be a cure. Whenever I am about to recover, I think of the pain again and again. This feeling is too painful.

Almost as soon as my front foot stepped over the threshold, the door was closed by a gust of wind from the inside, and the soft sound of closing the door has since become my nightmare, entangled me like a poppy, just like that The voluptuous blood-like red dress is obviously so annoying, but it has become a fetter.

I just stood firmly in front of the door, listening to the woman's groans and the man's low growls inside...

After a long time, my legs started to go numb, and the voice inside continued. I laughed at myself, blinked my eyes to remove the mist from my eyes, then raised my legs, and walked forward step by step. That step feels heavier than a thousand pieces of gold.

From now on, my heart will no longer have that beautiful goblin named Pseudo-Junhu, or that handsome man in a red dress who looks like fire. From then on, my world will only be me, and there will be no one else.

I lowered my head, turned a few turns, and suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh. It felt icy and cold, but it carried a familiar fragrance. I raised my head, and Nangong Junxie's ashen face was just like this. look down into my eyes.

"I'm lost." I raised my head to meet his star-like black eyes, with a bewitching smile on my lips, confused and sad.

I told him, I'm just lost, just lost, and one day I'll find my own way.

Alas, with a helpless sigh, the voice was filled with infinite pity and distress. Nangong Junxie took my hand, and the temperature of the palm wrapped my cold palm. We walked to the front desk of Zuiyue Tower holding hands like this. All the guests put their eyes on our hearts holding each other.

(End of this chapter)