Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 62 is like a moth to a fire...

I like you, I like it, the greedy will not want to leave, do not want to leave you, want to stay by your side, have your pet, have your indulgence, have your love, but... the cruel reality is filled with cold water Woke me up.

Ji Yuno understood that she could not be with this perfect and noble man.

She is too humble, she is too special, she is not worthy of such a man of the pinnacle of power.

She is not worthy, ha ha.

The eighteen-year-old Yuno, like a mermaid who just came out of the deep sea, appeared flawlessly in front of Miyajiyu.

She seems to understand, but she has no hesitation...

Like a moth into the fire, she greeted the embrace of the man she was obsessed with.

Even if I know that it will end in tragedy, I have no regrets or regrets.

And the gift he received is even more precious.

Miyajiyu has always maintained an indifferent and indifferent attitude towards matters between men and women.

He came from a military school, and his concentration was extraordinary, even to the point of being unsympathetic.

I vaguely remember that Wen Yu accompanied him during his advanced studies at Yale in the United States. It was not that he had never made any gestures of throwing his arms around him, but he just felt nothing, sober and calm, lonely and cold.

Sometimes he even feels bored, he even feels that women are really hypocritical and troublesome creatures.

Since then, he has accepted that he may really be indifferent to women and is incomplete.

But I met Yuno.

He realized that it was not like that at all.

He just didn't meet the right person.

At this moment, the right person was lying in his arms in his arms, like a wronged baby, making him want to do his best to give her the beauty of the world.

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Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, under the night sky, the stars are dotted with stars, the bright stars are dimming and faint.

The huge master bedroom was immersed in a dim yellow halo, and the curtains were blowing, revealing a hazy beauty.

Miyajiyu's shoulders stretched, and Yuno was like a weak lamb in his arms.

Beautiful eyes closed, tears still hung in the corners of her eyes.

"In this way, you will always belong to me..."

The phoenix eyes were full of obsession with the person in his arms, Gong Siyu muttered.

Lifting the snow-colored duvet, Miyajiyu carried Yuno and went straight to the bathroom.

The little guy was silly and helpless, and it made people feel distressed to think about it, and he entrusted himself to him without reservation and even more carelessly.

I thought that in the future, she would not be wronged any more, and she must be responsible.

He took her back to the bed as a treasure, and fell asleep contentedly.

After experiencing unexplained loss of soul and coma, Yuki Yuno worried for a day and night until she woke up until she belonged to him completely. Finally, Miyajiyu was able to sleep well.

but……

Gong Siyu, who had just closed his eyes, snapped his eyes apart.

Squinting coldly, he seemed to have forgotten a very important thing.

Yuno, why on earth would a faint alone in the phoenix tree forest under the hill of his villa?

Why would she lose her soul?

He hadn't asked Yuno about these.

It's not that he didn't ask, but he was waiting for her to confess.

But Yuno, it seems that he never wanted to mention it to him.

In the dark, that kind of uneasy anxiety once again filled his heart, and he was suspicious.

He always felt that Ji Yuna was hiding something from him.

I remembered her evasive reaction whenever she was allowed to stay with him.

Gong Siyu was even more panicked, but he was too sleepy and locked the person in his arms tightly. After all, he hugged Ji Yuno and fell asleep deeply...

But he didn't know that this might be the last night he could sleep peacefully with Yuno.

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In the middle of the night, Yuno woke up in shock.

Because she can always hear a voice echoing in her ears.

"Yuno, come out, Xiaobai and I are waiting for you downstairs..."

That voice, like a cold mist, gloomy, cold, misty and uncertain, suddenly far and near, wrapped around the ear.

With the cold moonlight shining through the French windows, Ji Yuno saw Gong Siyu put an arm domineeringly on him, hugged tightly, not loose, and his heart was full of throbbing.

But the cold urge came again.

"Hurry up! Give you half a stick of incense, if you don't come out, I will come up and take you away personally!"

It seems that the master who recognizes this voice is Hei Wuchang Fan Wushu! Is he coming?

Ji Yuno gasped, but she moved too much and shocked Miyajiyu.

She was so scared that she covered her mouth, and hurriedly put a soft pillow into Miyajiyu's arms to hug him. Seeing Miyajiyu subconsciously hugged the pillow and fell asleep again, Yuno resumed her breathing cautiously.

Instinctively afraid, I started to look around, but... in the room, where is there any shadow of impermanence?

At this time, the owner of the voice seemed to have eyes on her, and the cold voice sounded again.

"Don't look, we're downstairs, I have already used the spell to transmit sound to you, so I will go downstairs quickly. The Mid-Yuan Festival is only two months away, so you have no time to waste!"

After all, Ji Yuno did not expect that the time to leave Miyajiyu would come so quickly.

She thought it would last ten and a half days...

Looking sideways, with the faintly cold moonlight, Yuno gazed at Miyajiyu in his sleep with tears in his eyes. When he fell asleep, he looked more like a child, with deep double eyelids under his black eyebrows. The mark, those five senses, are still beautiful and intriguing, and charming.

The cool hand gently attached to his cheek.

Ji Yuno leaned close, a sorrowful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Gong Siyu, I'm leaving..."

I... don't regret being with you at all. "

"Just treat it as a parting gift for you."

He bowed his head, and finally fell a deeply nostalgic kiss on Gong Siyu's handsome sleeping face.

Ji Yuno got out of bed quietly, and left alone without looking back.

But when she left, the old carved sandalwood box that the head of the master bedroom was always standing there, suddenly flashed a strange light and slowly opened it on its own.

A faint figure gradually emerged.

The beautiful face was filled with forgotten dissatisfaction, and a green silk spilt down, beautiful as an illusion.

In the hands of the figure, playing with two pieces of jade, it is the blood spirit jade that Ji Yuno has been wearing.

"It's stupid, you can forget me if you leave..."

Smiling face, shielding has been changed.

(End of this chapter)