Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Chapter 287 Confession (2)

“The painting on your desk...”

Speaking of which, Song's worry-free voice is a little choked.

She would have liked to have heard Mugu say it was Song Jiaxi.

She hoped that her brother, like her, would be killed by Oriental Xuan, and then spiritually passed on to Pastoral Ancient.

She asked Makoto last night if he had ever been seriously injured or anything.

Makoto said that there was a sudden madness in the black he rode and threw him off the horse's back.

He was badly injured at the time, but was not hospitalized or in a coma.

She also refused to know if it was then that Pastoral Ancient was no longer Pastoral.

But she was sure that Pastoral could paint something like that, and he must be familiar with her.

Ancient Pastoralists tried to suppress the emotions that rolled out of their hearts.

He looked softly at Song Li Xiao: “The painting... I painted it randomly. ”

“By this time, you still won't tell me the truth.” Song has no worries and laughs.

Her eyes were slightly red and Pastoral hearts were sore.

He looked at her, black peach blossom eyes, quickly sweeping past the darkness.

He said, "The woman in the painting often appears in my dreams. ”

He often dreamt of riding with her, riding the sand with her...

Behind him, he avoided the weight and didn't say anything.

He's often haunted by dreams like this, sometimes agitated and saddened by dreams--

Every time he wakes up, he asks, countless times, when will she be around him instead of in her dreams?

Last time, when she was about to faint, she shouted [Oriental Xuan, don't beat me to the Nine Clans].

His heart, shocked.

The three words of Oriental Xuan, like a drum, hit him hard in the heart.

Though her face changed, when he heard it, he knew she was coming.

But what's the use?

Her identity today is Mrs. Gu's...

In a simple sentence, he picked up the wave in Song's worry-free mind.

“You drew it with the woman of your dreams…?” Song no worries sounds a little trembling.

Is... is... is he really Oriental Xuan reincarnated?

How did that happen?

What about Gu Zheng?

She always thought Gu Xiao was the only one...

Pastoral nodded his head, his eyes on his legs, and he didn't dare look directly at Song.

Song did not worry: “Then you did not dream of who you are? Dongfang Xuan or Song Jiaxi? ”

Pastoral looked up at her complexly and shook her head.

At first glance, Song was extremely disappointed.

Beautiful face, not hard to see loss and sadness.

Pastoral looked up and saw her like this, her heart hurt badly.

He looked at her and his voice was dull and low: "Remember, you are Mrs. Gu Song, I am the eldest son of the herdsman, Mugu. ”

Song had no worries and looked at him.

When their eyes were facing each other, Song Feng seemed to see those familiar smiling eyes.

Heart, scratched hard.

Her eyes got warm and she got up violently, "Eat porridge, I'll get a doctor to change the medicine. ”

Ancient Pastoral looked at her hastily departed figure, glancing, gradually becoming melancholy, with water fog flashing--

……

……

Sunset to the west.

The sunset dyed the whole meadow orange.

The sheep were grazing, the horses were running, and the eagles were soaring.

The far peaks, the leaves are dancing.

Song Wuxi held a painting and stood at the edge of the roof.

She wore a long white dress with long legs.

Dressed in long hair and waist, the wind blows through, long hair dancing, the skirt is light and beautiful as a mysterious fairy.