Chapter 417 (1/2)

Even if one day, she really separated from long Zixuan, she would never be with magic. She just wouldn't refuse him like now.

However, not refusing does not mean accepting.

She has never been a person who will aggrieve herself, so how can she casually find a man who doesn't like to make do with her feelings?

She preferred to be alone all the time.

Looking at her disappearing back, he turned red and squeezed his fists tightly. His chest was undulating violently, even his breathing was extremely heavy.

Red eyes fell on the next table, and it was a hard kick, clattering. After the table was forced, it immediately fell apart, and all the things on it fell on the ground, and the food and dishes were all over the floor.

The huge sound startled the guards outside the door, but I don't know if it was because Fengyu told me that those guards only looked anxiously outside the door, and no one broke into the door.

Magic head, biting his teeth to look at them, red eyes in the fierce breath, looking at those guards, each scared, have not from the back a few steps.

He closed his eyes, his throat moved, he breathed deeply, then his body moved, and he disappeared into a dark light.

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it's another three days, three days all day, and long Zixuan never appears again.

Fengyu is sitting in the pavilion of the garden. Her eyes fall on the lake, and a touch of irritability appears between her eyebrows.

I don't know if it's because she's pregnant. She feels that her mood has become a little sensitive and suspicious.

Long Zixuan didn't come back for such a long time. Apart from worrying about him, she couldn't help but feel flustered, uneasy and suspicious.

She can't even control herself. She wants to run to Chixiao and ChiYan and ask them hard to see what long Zixuan is doing recently.

a pair of eyes closed, Feng Yu deeply inhaled, gradually suppressed the restlessness of her mind. It seems that she was out of order recently, so there would be so many confused ideas.

A whistling cold wind blows over. Feng Yu's body shrinks subconsciously and her arms embrace her body. She opens her eyes and sees the yellow leaves flying in the air outside the pavilion.

It's getting colder and colder, and she seems to wear a little less.

A dress from behind her draped up, tightly wrapped up her petite body, phoenix feather slightly side head, then see behind tall and straight black figure.

Her eyebrows moved, and a familiar voice sounded in her ear, ”it's cold, wear more.”

Fengyu turns around and looks at the black robe wrapped in her body. Then she falls on the slender body in front of her. She pulls the robe off her body coldly and puts it into his hands.

”Thank you for reminding me, but I don't need your clothes.”

After that, he turned and went down the steps of the pavilion. He didn't know if he didn't hold it firmly. His clothes fell to the ground and his feet.

He a pair of eyes son deep pain of looking at Feng feather, sad voice lightly rang up, ”feather son, you must so?”

It's just a dress. Does she want to refuse so thoroughly?

Fengyu turns around slowly. She stands under the pavilion and looks up at him slightly. Her bright red lips are hooked with a smile without temperature. ”Magic, I don't know what's good, and I'm heartless, so you don't have to worry about me.”

She looked away, her voice as light as a cloud into his ear, ”that will only make you more painful.”