Wear it quickly, she's beautiful

Chapter 927

Lingluo looked at the cold corpse, even though she was dead, there was still an unresolved sadness between her brows, such a ridiculous life, to her, was also a kind of endless crying.

In fact, death is sometimes a kind of relief. The world is prosperous, with so many good things, it is easy to die, but it is more difficult to live.

Lingluo remembers a sentence, true bravery is to still love life after seeing the essence of life clearly, and after many lifetimes, she has a deeper understanding of the artistic conception in this sentence.

After Qu Qiufu committed suicide, Qing Chenshu only cried for a few hours before rushing back to the imperial capital in a panic. He was kidnapped here by Lingluo suddenly, and he was worried that such a sudden accident would arouse suspicion from the outside world.

On a deeper level, he was also avoiding himself. He was ashamed of Qu Qiumu, but that guilt could not dominate his nerves.

When Lingluo dealt with Qu Qiumu's funeral, she found that she had already donated most of the money under her name, leaving only the title deed of Yingshui Tianlou to herself, and the precious treasures and jewelry around her were all taken away by Qing. Shen Shu was taken away together.

Lingluo buried her by a beautiful lake far away from the Huaijiang River. This miserable and kind woman deserved the best, but it was a pity that she met an unkind person and her life was ruined.

After dealing with everything, it was already dark, and Lingluo was in a depressed mood, so instead of leaving immediately, she booked a luxurious painting boat and invited Bai Mo to drink with her.

Alcohol is a very magical thing. It can numb the nerves and make people forget those unpleasant things temporarily. When they wake up, it will be another new day.The strong wine burned his throat and heart, Lingluo looked at the man in white clothes Shengxue opposite, and suddenly seemed to have returned to that heavy snow, and returned to the side of that unforgettable person.

Her memory is gradually waking up, and those memories accumulated in her heart are like fluttering butterflies, beautiful and fragile.

"Lonely Linyuan..."

Lingluo raised his hand and raised his head to drink another glass of wine, unconsciously uttering the name hidden deep in his heart.Bai Mo looked at the pouring porcelain pots all over the table and the drunk-eyed woman on the opposite side, feeling a little cold in his heart.

Ji Linyuan, who is that?
Bai Mo frowned, raised his hand to hold the glass and drank the first glass of wine in his life. He had been sick since he was a child, and he was forbidden to drink, but at this moment, he couldn't help but want to have a drink.

Lingluo was drunk, and she didn't know how much she drank tonight. She also had her own concerns, and she also had sad emotions.She thought of a lot of things, and felt as if she had become the commanding officer of the heaven again. She wrote down many other people's stories amidst the clouds and mist, but her own heart did not belong.

With a light body, Lingluo opened his eyes and saw the blurred white shadow in front of him, bitterness filled his heart, the grievance he had endured suddenly collapsed, and he rushed over with all his strength, tears in his eyes.

"Lin Yuan..."

The girl on the opposite side rushed over suddenly, Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, and just about to raise his hand to push her away, her pink lips suddenly touched her, with an intoxicating aroma of wine, soft and lingering.

Bai Mo was stunned, and stretched out his hand to push, but the man hugged him extremely tightly, and even unknowingly used his majestic internal strength, like a female hooligan, unable to resist at all.

The sudden close contact caused Bai Mo to subconsciously refuse, but before he could figure out how to remove the softness on his lips, his body was thrown to the ground.

(End of this chapter)