Chapter 577: Dressed as a Sick Beauty in Campus Literature (80)
Gu Yanyuan's eyes made her feel a little stunned, like a high-ranking person, looking at the joys and sorrows of the world with compassion, but she was not contaminated with half a point.
In an instant, these words came to Fu Yue's mind.
The gods above the nine heavens.
It's ridiculous, the NPC of a small world actually gave her such a feeling, Fu Yue's eyes quickly crossed a little bit of disbelief and was suppressed by her best efforts.
Her feet froze in place, her fingertips holding the armrest of her wheelchair trembled slightly, and her blood almost froze.
The girl asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" ”
Fu Yue couldn't think of who this person would be, but he knew that he was definitely not the original Gu Yanyuan, maybe like her, he was also a god in the heavenly realm, and he came down to the small world by chance?
One doubt after another popped up in my head.
Fu Yue didn't realize how ugly his face had become, his lips were tightly pursed, his slightly pale countenance, and the coldness that flashed under his eyes.
And this completely fell on the peaceful and compassionate eyes of the person opposite.
After turning on the mission mode, Fu Yue's memory of the Heavenly Dao in her mind was completely erased, and she only had a very vague concept of the Heavenly Dao God in her impression.
They didn't know each other.
Not to mention how many friendships there are.
Therefore, Fu Yue didn't think about Jun Heng at all, and she even wondered if her opponent knew that she had come to do the task, and then deliberately came to make her stumble.
The big guy whose brain hole is gradually getting bigger.
Opened the mode of thinking about non-non-
Jun Heng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, his movements were elegant, stepping on the slippers on the ground, he just stood up straight, and there was a surging feeling of dizziness in his mind, and even his lips were a little whiter.
Possess this body.
He is no longer a god on high, but a flesh and blood man who can feel birth, old age, sickness and death...... Person.
Jun Heng slowly bent down, his slender fingers supporting his head, as if he was enduring great pain, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, "Who am I?" I'm Gu Yanyuan, what's wrong with Nuan Nuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I don't even recognize it......"
Fu Yue couldn't understand the complicated feelings in this person's eyes.
She couldn't read it.
also subconsciously refused to understand.
The deep affection of forbearance, the suppressed pain, and the endless tolerance, but there is not the slightest resentment against her, and at a glance, I am almost immersed in this tenderness.
Fu Yue subconsciously lowered his voice, "Really? ”
There was a faint voice in her heart telling her not to hurt this person.
But why?
Fu Yue didn't know.
There was a suspicion in her heart, she seemed to have forgotten a lot.
Jun Heng tentatively raised his snow-white fingertips to take Fu Yue's hand, his movements were cautious, as if he had the courage to muster up with great difficulty, as long as she refused, he would not hesitate to retract into his shell.
Fu Yue didn't break free of Jun Heng's hand holding her, she was only slightly stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling floated in her heart.
It's really weird......
Familiar and unfamiliar.
But she had an inexplicable affection for this man, as if they had once been intimate enough to be so familiar...... Realizing the thoughts in her mind, Fu Yue secretly spit that she was a scumbag.
It used to be just a mouthful.
Now I find myself a real scumbag.
Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. knew that this person was not Gu Yanyuan, but he did not refuse his intimacy.