Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come and Hug

Chapter 935 Stretch out, want to hug (80)

Wutao felt goose bumps.

Shen Jing has really gone mad, he is really crazy.

Walking to his side with difficulty, it was as if he hadn't discovered his own existence.

In the past, Shen Jing would let her go, and the words he said were as ruthless as a knife, but not like now, it seems that he is the only one in the whole world, no, there is another person, that is the person in his memory.

No one can fit in.

Wu Tao's tongue was bitter, she called him tentatively: "Your Majesty."

Shen Jing raised his head and his eyes fell on her: "Who allowed you to come?"

Wu Tao gritted her teeth and confessed everything: "The day before you got married, I went to see the little princess. I was jealous of her and didn't want her to be happy, so I told her everything, including her real identity."

"But, do you know? She told me that she knew about it a long time ago. She knew that her name was Gu Yunmiao and her identity. She knew it, but she still stayed by your side."

The cup in Shen Jing's hand fell down.

The pale white porcelain cup rolled twice on the table, and the tea in the cup splashed onto Shen Jing's sleeve.

Wutao pinched her fingertips into her palm, she turned around, and said the last sentence: "I didn't lie to you this time, maybe, I won't see you again in the future, take care."

She straightened her back and left the place step by step.

If she gets Shen Jing, it's just a container with someone else in her heart, she might as well not.

What's more, she doesn't even have the qualifications to get Shen Jing.

She lost, a complete defeat.

Yun Fanfan discovered that there have been many strange things recently.

She practiced sword at night, and when she was done, she felt a little hungry, and found fruit on the table not far away.

She didn't pay attention to the table over there, so she wasn't sure if there was fruit on the table before.

There should be, right?

She sat at the table and took a piece of fruit.

The fruit has thin skin and firm flesh, and the taste is not astringent at all. It tastes crunchy and sweet, and it is very thirst-quenching.

After eating several in a row, Yun Fanfan was satisfied and went back to the room.

But can't sleep.

She started to miss Shen Jing again, and she didn't know how Shen Jing was doing.

But Juehe said he was safe, so he should be fine.

She picked up the brush, took a piece of paper, and seriously wrote down everything that happened today.

After finishing writing, she took off her shoes and socks and went to bed.

In the darkness, a figure appeared by the window.

The moonlight cast his shadow on the wall, and he lowered his eyes, looking at the piece of paper she just wrote.

The paper was pressed by her with the inkstone, he brushed away the inkstone, and pinched the paper with his fingertips.

There were some trivial things on it, such as how long she had practiced sword practice. She wrote them all on it, but Shen Jing read them with great interest.

The more you look down, the greater the curvature of the lip corners.

When he saw the end, there was a trace of confusion in his pale gray eyes.

The next paragraph is: Father, I miss you very much today. I don’t know when I will see you, but I think it won’t be too long. I will write down all these things, and when we meet, you will know me Everyday something happens.

Shen Jing read this passage again and again, and only after reading it many times did she suppress her excitement.

He pressed the paper under the inkstone again, and turned his head to look at the figure on the bed.

She was already asleep, Shen Jing couldn't hold back, approached, and looked greedily at her face.

After a long time, he reached out and helped her twist the quilt.

(End of this chapter)