Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Su Xianghui did not expect Lou Wenmao to say such a serious sentence, responsible?

Is that what she thought?

Su Xianghui felt a short circuit in her brain.

Lou Wenmao didn’t know what Su Xianghui thought, and she watched her choking, patting her back gently, and asked worriedly: "How is it, are you okay?"

Su Xianghui took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and shook her head, "I'm fine, just choking."

Lou Wenmao was still worried about Su Xianghui. He let go of Su Xianghui and poured the water. Because the water in the thermos was hot water, Lou Wenmao poured the water, blew it, and handed Su Xianghui, "Drink saliva, you can do well some."

Lou Wenmao drank a few sips of water, not only feeling warm, but also warm in his heart.

She blinked her bright eyes and looked at Lou Wenmao.

The candle lights are dim, but Su Xianghui's eyes are bright.

Lou Wenmao looked at Su Xianghui and his throat rolled. He felt that maybe he couldn't sleep with Su Xianghui. He might have overestimated his self-control.

He was worried about what he would do to Su Xianghui.

The two didn't speak for a while, just looking at each other, the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous.

Su Xianghui went to the ground, took a pillow and put it next, and took another quilt again.

Kang is relatively spacious, and the two can sleep well.

Su Xianghui slept inside, Lou Wenmao slept outside.

After lying down, Su Xianghui's heart beat very fast, and her nose was full of Lou Wenmao's elegant breath, which smelled good.

Su Xianghui felt that she wanted to be close to Lou Wenmao, wanted him to hold him, and wanted to be in his arms.

When Su Xianghui thought of Lou Wenmao around him, she was even a little dry.

She clearly drank water just now.

Lou Wenmao lay beside him, motionless, and his heart was naturally not as calm as it seemed.

"you……"

"you……"

The two turned their heads at the same time, trying to say something, and stuck at the same time.

Su Xianghui is always clever. She doesn't even know what to say. Her lips moved. "That, you...you say..."

Lou Wenmao looked at Su Xianghui around him and sighed in his heart: "Xianghui, my hands are covered with blood, and I am in the rivers and lakes. As the master of the blood killing palace, I also killed a lot of people. Would you mind?"

Lou Wenmao had originally thought not to talk to Su Xianghui, but if he didn't, he felt uneasy, he didn't want to deceive Su Xianghui.

She is so beautiful, so simple, she is like sunlight, but he came out of the darkness.

His heart is also inferior.

Su Xianghui listened to Lou Wenmao's sad tone, she leaned against Lou Wenmao and reached out to hold his hand: "I don't mind, Lou Wenmao, no matter what you do, you are you, me I know, you are fine, you actually don’t want to kill people, but in the rivers and lakes you can’t help yourself. If you don’t kill those enemies, you will die, so don’t say that to yourself.”

Hearing Su Xianghui's words, Lou Wenmao was relieved. He didn't want to control anything at this time, he just wanted to hold Su Xianghui in his arms.

Su Xianghui also obediently leaned on Lou Wenmao's arms.

This feeling of holding is different from the feeling of standing.

She could rest on Lou Wenmao's arm, get close to him at a close distance, and smell the breath on him. She felt particularly secure.

Anyway, she just believed him.

After a while, Su Xianghui seemed to think of something: "Wen Mao, the one who betrayed you, did you kill him?"

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