Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 435 childhood sweethearts: missing memory 70
And then he didn't dare to sleep anymore, as soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of the bloody corpses of his parents, and thought that Qin Muchu might be hurt like this in the future.

At first, he drank himself into a trance and only wanted to see that beautiful girl hugging her and saying he loved her in his dream, but in the end he was extremely afraid of seeing her again in his dream.

Because every dream is full of despair, depression and hurt.

Only in a state of absolute lucidity could he refrain from thinking about the absurdities of life that would drive him mad.

He has no retreat, he can only force himself to go forward step by step, walk through the dark, cold hell without a ray of sunlight, pass through the resistance of the whole world, slaughter that ridiculous "god" with his own hands, and embrace her at the end of the mud .

Everyone knows that later on he suppressed, tolerated moodiness and was cold and cold, and only defended Ye Lanshan's "thorny rose" in every possible way.

But no one knows, he never liked roses, he only loved his clear and clean mint.

The rose is hot and fiery but never burns him or touches him.

Mint is gentle and kind without any thorns, but it is an obsession that he has been careful not to touch all his life.

It is the only love he pursues all his life.

In the eyes of everyone, he is slutty, vicious, unscrupulous and ambitious, but in fact he only wants to be her knight from the beginning to the end.

He endured ten years of restraint, fought alone and was bruised and bruised, and he no longer looked like a teenager. The obsession in his heart was to cut off all thorns and threats for her, so that she would be free and carefree, and she could always do what she liked.

He loves her till the end of time.

Until he killed the so-called "god" with his own hands after committing suicide in his previous life, he didn't know that he could do it all over again, and he didn't know if he could succeed or see her again.

Being able to accompany her again in a new life is a gift and blessing to Chen Ke, a luxury he can't even imagine.

Qin Muchu was still sobbing softly in his arms, Chen Ke closed his eyes and forced himself to forget those dark past events.

He patted her on the back lightly, and his voice was full of indescribable tenderness and affection: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's not uncomfortable, really."

Qin Muxu's eyes were still red, but somehow he got up from his clothes, and looked at her with wide eyes, like a frightened little rabbit, soft but not aggressive: "Then you sleep with me today."

After finishing speaking, he added a little uneasy: "Will it disturb your work?"

Chen Ke shook his head: "No."

Qin Muchu's eyes brightened obviously, and Chen Ke felt as if she had been gently scratched by Xiao Yu when she saw her smile through tears.

The two then entered the lounge, and Qin Muxu frowned slightly when he saw that there was only one bed. For some reason, his eyes sparkled with water after crying, and his face suddenly flushed red.

Chen Ke kept looking at her, seeing her milky and sweet appearance was bloodied by cuteness, just after crying, Qin Muxu's eyes were tinged with bright red, so beautiful and soft that one couldn't help but want to bully her .

Qin Muchu pretended to be calm: "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Although the sofa is a bit short, it may not be able to fit those straight and slender long legs, but it is more suitable than letting Mr. Chen, who is 185, sleep on the sofa.

But it is impossible for Chen Ke to let Qin Muchu sleep on the sofa: "I'll sleep on the sofa."

Qin Muchu didn't even think about it, he threw himself on the sofa, pulled the air conditioner aside and was hugged in his arms: "No, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Chen Ke already suffered from insomnia, so the big one can sleep on the small sofa?

(End of this chapter)