The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Xiao Orange looked at White Moe and laughed at herself: "It was because of you, wasn't it? ”

At first they knew they liked Nangong Flame and said they would help her, but later they refused her request verbally and even forbade her to see Nangong Flame.

She had no idea what was going on in the middle of this, but now think about it, and it was such a coincidence that she was unconscious, and Flame went to find herself medication, and she was taken away.

And locked up in this dark stone room for over a decade.

Looking at his white, somewhat unusual hands, Xiao Orange's eyes filled with self-derision.

“White Moe, you actually love yourself the most, and I'm just a front for you.” Xiao Orange said suddenly.

White Mo was still anxious to get back to the question of Xiao Orange Ya, who knew she would say that again.

“I didn't, Yale. Can't you believe me? ”

Xiao Orange looked silently at White Ink and said after a while, “Is there anything else I can trust? ”

White ink opened its mouth and finally there was no explanation.

Yeah, she doesn't believe it. She thinks he's like that. What else could explain that?

“Believe it or not, I love you less than Nangong Flame.” White Mo looked at Xiao Orange seriously, saying word for word.

Xiao Orange squeezed her lips tightly and looked at the white ink: “Let me go, I'm going to see my daughter. ”

White ink's face changed and his expression changed somewhat horribly: “Impossible, you can only be mine.” In White Mo's heart, Xiao Orange said that such words were simply plain, and what she really wanted to see was Nangong Yan.

“You…”

White ink walked to the bed step by step. When Xiao Orange did not react, he reached out to hold people tightly in his arms, ignoring Xiao Orange's struggle, and the word of White ink said: “Whether you hate me or not, you want me to die, even if you have been imprisoned in this place, I will not let you see Nangong Flame for a second, never think about it. ”

The person he misses is awake, but the person he misses is someone else. It's really not good at all.

Xiao Orange is very dissatisfied with the way White Ink looks now.

“You let me go.” Though she has been awake for a long time, she has been asleep for too long to keep up with all the functions of her body, so soft that he can hold her and even have little power to resist the law.

The more Xiao Orange Ya resisted, the tighter the white ink hug was: “Ya 'er, why don't you stay close to me? Is there anything I can't compare to Nangong Flame? Is that what you're doing to me? ”

With the hysterical voice, Xiao Orange felt a little bad in her heart, took a deep breath and pressed the anger down: “Let go of me first. ”

White ink, though unwilling, can also hear the anger and repression in Xiao Orange's voice.

He knew that if this continued, Xiao Orange would probably do a lot of extreme things.

“You go, I want to be alone.” The last person she wants to see right now is White Ink, and when she sees him, she can't help but think about what happened more than a decade ago.

White Mo also wanted to talk, but only nodded silently when he saw Xiao Orange's face resolutely.

White ink left the stone room three times, Xiao Orange left him, and after hearing the sound, his tight body slowly relaxed.

Thinking about what happened today, Xiao Orange felt that she was really too impulsive to wake up in front of White Ink.

But when she heard what he said, she couldn't help it, she couldn't help it at all. She feared that her daughter would be harmed by white ink just like herself.

Because of this thought, after what White Moe said, she finally couldn't help but open her eyes, and then there was the scene that just happened.

Hold hands tight, pale hands with blues on their backs, how can she get out of this place?

When Xiao Orange Yahoo thought, the sound of heavy objects moving.