The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"You let me forget?!" The voice of the cockroach suddenly rises high. For the first time, she screamed at the collapse of Ji Ming. "We used to know each other and walked through so many ups and downs; we used to live and die together. I regard you as the most trusted person, treating you as the only shoulder you can rely on; we used to swear by the mountains, worship the world, promise to live together and never separate together... so many pasts, deep feelings, those unforgettable vows, you Let me forget?!"

"Ji Ming, you tell me, how can I forget?!"

When Ji Ming looked at the pain and tears in the girl's eyes, she only felt that a heart was stabbed by a thorn.

In addition to heartache, he is more fear and despair at this time.

Ji Mingqi reached out and hugged the girl's cold and trembling body, dumb voice: "Xi, don't cry, if you feel hate, you can hit me and yell at me..."

He calmed down, broke his arms, and looked at him blankly.

The noon sun is falling on the body, it should be hot and warm, but at this time, I feel that my body and mind are cold.

At the appointed time today, she never dared to come over.

It seems that I always feel that as long as I don’t see Ji Ming, I don’t want to ask him for evidence, then I can deceive myself and deceive myself. The news sent by Ouyang Haoxuan is fake.

She has always been crisp and neat, and most disdain to do self-deception.

But at this moment, she hopes that Ji Ming can lie to her.

Tell her that she has no avatars, and there is no such thing as Nangong’s cruelty to approach her for the origin of the wood.

However, Ji Ming’s expression, his words, gave him a good shot.

It turns out that everything is true.

She and Nan Gongyi met and fell in love, from beginning to end are just a scam, a calculation.

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The pair of clear phoenixes were soaked with tears, looking straight at the man in front of them, asking one word at a time, "Ji Ming, I ask you, if you are carrying the origin of wood is not me, but Fenglian Ying, Lu Yan Even a random woman who is irrelevant, is your avatar going to approach those people?"

"Is it true that if I don't have the origin of wood, Nangong will fall in love with other women? If he is married with him, he will be the other person, not me?!"

Ji Ming’s nails are deeply embedded in the palm of his hand. He looks at the girl’s cold, even hateful sight, and only feels cold in his hands and feet.

He wants to deny, even wants to give up self-esteem and deceive, but the sound is stuck in the throat and can't be sent out.

Because he knows the purpose of his life, he also knows that the second priest of the temple was filled with the mark of his soul.

Although he did not know what the branding was, he knew that the only purpose of those brandings was to find the person who carried the origin of the wood.

Ji Mingqi never doubts his feelings about jealousy, what is the origin of the wood, and what is the solution to the jail, for him, even a smile that is not as good as jealousy.

As long as you can make you happy, as long as you can stay with him, even if you want to use his life to change, he does not hesitate.

However, he can't remember what happened when he was a Nangong.