Chu Qing looked at Cheng Xi and sighed softly, feeling helpless and speaking softly.
"Why did you cold-blooded me? Are you still upset?"
Cheng Xi was a little surprised again, and her lips wriggled a few times: "No... I didn't cold-blooded you..."
In the end, the ten-year deadline was not up yet, but she felt that she had reached the end.
The physical discomfort was too strong, Chu Qing thought, it was time for her to leave.
Child, I'm leaving, and I won't come back this time. Don't blame me...
Just treat me as cold and violent to you once, okay, and forgive my sister, okay?
His mind was filled with confusing images, and all the heavenly soldiers and generals were surrounding the man who looked exactly like him.
"Why would the Snow God end his thousands of years of achievements just for the word love? The fairy world is not merciful.
What's more, that monster is still a woman. Snow God, do you regret it or not? Do you have to be obsessed with it? "
Then, Cheng Xi couldn't hear what the woman said...
Concept: Some people are afraid of love, but they are afraid that the time of being loved is short.
