Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

It's like a real history.

If none of this had happened, such sleepwalking would be too terrifying.

And if something must have happened, then what?

Xia Chen didn't know anymore.

It's just the moment when the opponent's palm is about to enter your collar, the moment when you try your best to touch your own skin and your own body temperature.

Xia Chen still opened his eyes.

At the same time, he also grabbed the opponent's palm.

When the boy's eyes opened and he looked directly into the eyes of the other party.

Xia Chen found out.

This is not An Jingyue's eyes at all.

An Jingyue's eyes were like lonely cold stars.

The luster inside hangs far above the starry sky.

In addition to the vast universe, there are not too many eyes, not too many emotions.

And what about An Jingyue's eyes now?

It seems that there are all kinds of tenderness hidden, which is very obvious.

It was as if all the tenderness had burst out, as if there was a lake flowing inside, and all her thoughts were flowing quietly in it.

The story is like fallen leaves on the lake, slowly floating, and then drowning in it.

Her eyes were open, not closed or dull like sleepwalkers.

This ruled out the possibility that the girl was sleepwalking.

So where does the current state come from?

As if another An Jingyue was born in front of his eyes, why did it appear?There is no answer.

Strange.

But Xia Chen grabbed the opponent's hand.

The next moment, he saw the girl in front of him showing a soft smile.

"Brother, look at me, look at me."

Xia Chen looked at the other party calmly, as if smiling foolishly, even the girl who looked sick was not afraid.

Instead, speak directly.

"Who are you."

At this time, she didn't know if she could still be called An Jingyue, and the girl smiled idiotically.

Like a loach, her hand slipped out of the boy's palm.

Then he went up, as if to hold Xia Chen's face in his arms, this kind of action was bold and intimate.

And it was definitely something An Jingyue couldn't do.

Her fingers were still smooth, she held Xia Chen's face, and looked at Xia Chen with a smile.

And Xia Chen discovered that the girl's shirt collar had been opened at some point.

Showing off her delicate collarbone.

Although there is no light in this room, under the cold moonlight exposed outside, under the faint light, you can still see the other party's skin seems to be glowing.

The other party looked at him affectionately.

Xia Chen thought this kind of look would only appear in Qiong Yao's drama.

When I saw it, I still felt very strange.

Because for Xia Chen, apart from the strangeness in his heart, there seemed to be nothing else in the face of the other party except the guilt that appeared out of thin air.

This kind of affection can't be understood, and the other party's expression is even more incomprehensible.

Xia Chen tried to say.

"Are you drunk?"

The girl smiled and moved closer to her face, Xia Chen could see it more clearly, her flawless face was so delicate and beautiful.

A youthful look that belongs to youth.

And this outstanding temperament.

Psychedelic and unreal.

"Yes... that night, we were all drunk. Brother, at that time, your body was so hot. You said you were resisting me, why did you use so much force? Brother, I really miss what you called I

name, not her. "

Xia Chen shook her head.

Stretching out his hand to take away the opponent's palm, he said at the same time.

"You must be crazy, or I am dreaming."

But just when his palm touched the opponent's wrist.

The woman immediately worked hard.

Move your hands down directly, the speed is simply not normal.

It turned out that he directly grabbed his neck with both hands, and then immediately exerted force.

The blue veins on the back of the hand are extremely prominent, which is not to the extent that An Jing can do it.

The girl's temperament changed suddenly, she no longer talked softly, but became very crazy.

Although she was still smiling, there was still a thrilling smile on the corner of her mouth.

But her eyes became fierce, revealing full resentment, long-lasting anger and unwillingness.

She pinched Xia Chen's neck fiercely and relentlessly with both hands, and then said every word.

"Why, why are you doing this to me!"

"You keep saying that I am your sister, and keep saying that it is impossible between us. Why do you give me so many hopes, so many possibilities that don't exist!"

"Why did you give me a chance, gave me hope and then disappointed me, why did you shout the names of other women that night! Why...why even if you watched me die, you would

Not a single word..."

"Asshole...you are an asshole!"

"You should have died with me! You should have died with me!"

"Even if it is death, I want you to love me, you can only love me, and it belongs to me unconditionally!"

Xia Chen was calm, letting the other party pinch her neck.

Indifferent eyes.

calm as usual.

106 I believe—

No matter how hard the opponent's hand seems to be strangled.

Regardless of the sudden power that the other party seems to have no idea where it came from.

Can be strangled so dead.

But Xia Chen's face didn't change color, he just calmly watched An Jingyue, who was not An Jingyue, kept saying extremely stern words to himself.

If it was replaced by a less courageous person, I'm afraid that this is a horror story with a ghost upper body, or he was directly strangled to death by this girl.

Xia Chen didn't know what to say. She seemed to be glad that when An Jingyue had this situation, she was not surrounded by other people. If it happened to be her parents, wouldn't it be human?

tragedy?

But if she really wasn't by her side, would this happen to her?

That's the way it is, it needs repeated dialectics, it's not that simple and straightforward.

I don't know when it will start.

An Jingyue's tone became weaker and weaker, not tough enough, nor harsh enough.

Her strength is also getting weaker and weaker.

But a lot of tears flowed from her eyes.

-drip-drip.

It rolled down from her eyes rustlingly.

Like broken beads, they rolled one by one, falling from her eyes to her face.

Some landed between her neckline, while others landed on Xia Chen's face.

Warm, as if with the vitality of tears.

But Xia Chen didn't do the strange act of tasting the girl's tears.

Just feel the change of the other person's mood.

Affectionate to the point of being almost morbid, and then seemingly breaking down across the board at this point.

She held Xia Chen's face again with her palm.

Shoulders trembling, tears streaming down my face.

"But...why I hate you so much, but can't let you go...why, can you tell me?"

The girl's trembling voice was not an emotion that An Jing could express.

But what doesn't belong to An Jingyue does belong to her, to this completely different girl in front of her now.

She held Xia Chen's face in her hands, as if she wanted to clearly see every pore of this young man's expression.

So much effort, yet so powerless.

Powerless.

In the end, she stopped crying, lowered her head, and ruthlessly put her lips and teeth on Xia Chen's face.

So accurate, even Xia Chen couldn't avoid it.

In fact, according to Xia Chen's reaction ability, according to Xia Chen's reaction speed.

It can be avoided completely, as long as he doesn't want to, no woman can hurt him.

The problem wasn't that Xia Chen committed greed at this time, didn't want to avoid it, and was greedy for the girl's red lips.

But at this moment, there was a strange concern in his heart.

This kind of concern made Xia Chen unable to take his eyes off him. When he looked at the girl, he seemed to see another figure.

A figure lying in a pool of blood, in the snow, bleeding profusely.

It seems that they are not the same person, but it seems that the same feeling affects Xia Chen's heart.

That's right, Xia Chen's heart was indeed fluctuated, almost exactly the same as when he saw the so-called past and present lives of himself and Tong Si.

Such a scene is definitely rare, but every time it happens, it is inevitable.