Xiao Yuexin felt a grudge, and her desire for Ye Tian suddenly faded. She patted Ye Tian on the face and turned over and got out of bed and said, "You go to sleep, I'll wash," put on her clothes and opened the door and walked out.

Ye Tian reached out and pulled Xiaoyue but couldn't hold it back. He watched her back disappear at the door. The fanaticism in his eyes quickly retreated. He suddenly felt his feet were sore and his hands were soft and sweating all over his body. This woman was a fairy. Every move and every look of her eyes could make the man radiate the most primitive desires and forget all the conquests. Only after she left would she know how weak she was at this time, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

"Shanshan, are the ginseng soup ready? Come in quickly," Ye Tian called out weakly. When Ye Lishan brought the warm ginseng soup into the room, he had already fallen asleep.

Two drops of clear tears slid down Ye Lishan's cheeks. She was Ye Tian's official girlfriend and would be his only wife in the future. But as his woman, she had to accept his fickleness. Even if he hangs with other women in front of him, she could only accept it gently and not have any complaints. This is the price of her determination to marry into a wealthy family. Seeing Ye Tian hangs with other women, she felt equally sad and sad, but she could only cry secretly when the night was quiet.

And at this time she was more worried. Xiaoyue's excessive demands made her worried, worried that Ye Tian would be destroyed by this woman, but she had no choice. She was just a beautiful vase next to Ye Tian and could not have any impact on Ye Tian.

Ye Lishan silently placed the ginseng soup on the bedside table, pulled the bedding to cover Ye Tian's tired body, sighed, dimmed the light and sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at his sleeping face, but there was no sleepiness at all...

The cold air in Xiaoqian's body faded again, and the body temperature was rising slowly, but it was not the body temperature formed by the cycle of its own energy, but the environment around her body was affecting her body temperature rise. Her body was slowly silent, and life was passing by little by little. Liang Yong knew that when the cold air was no longer emitted in her body, it was the moment she left herself.

The true energy could not enter Xiaoqian's body, but the spiritual consciousness entered Xiaoqian's body and found that her chest had become empty, and the crystal clear heart turned into bits of ice to dissipate. What the spiritual consciousness saw was the last ice to dissipate, and the last wisp of cold air emanated from the skin to the outside of the body...

"Qianqian...Qianqian..." Liang called out in horror. Xiaoqian had no response. Although her eyes were still open, they were already dim.

"Qianqian, don't leave me, my God, why do you treat me like this..." Liang Yong cried out with sadness. The Capricorn sign in the distant sky was dimly emitting the last star light. In the peach blossom fan, the golden body of the Capricorn saint quietly left two golden tears. Even if you have the inheritance of the Saint of Destiny, Xiaoqian, who has no heart, cannot remain in this world.

"You don't want her to die," suddenly a ghostly voice came from the stone slab by the pond. Liang Yong sounded like a Nine Heavens Fairy Le. When he turned around, he saw Xiaoyue standing there wearing a gauze nightgown, wearing her long hair and indescribable ghosts under the cold moonlight.

"I don't want to, I want Qianqian to live," Liang shouted firmly.

"I have a way to save her, but you have to pay the same price as Ye Tian for this. In the years to come, she longs for excessive demands until your energy is completely hollowed out and dies. Do you still agree?" Xiaoyue said indifferently, and her eyes looking at Liang Yong were still so contemptuous.

"I am willing, as long as I can save Qianqian, even if I can only live for a few months, it doesn't matter for a few days. You have a way to plant the same love cup for Xiaoqian as in your body," Liang Yong said firmly.

"It's not a new kind of love cup, but transfer the love cup in my body to Xiaoqian's body, and use the mother cup of love cup to shape a heart and make her wake up. After Xiaoqian wakes up, she will become overwhelmed by the love cup, and even ten times stronger than me. Moreover, after the transfer of this love cup, she will be superimposed with the original love cup in her body. She will not fall in love with other men in this life, but will only love you alone. Unlike me, I am the one who is hollowed out and can find the next lover, so once you can't bear her request, you will still die, and you will die together, are you still willing?" Xiaoyue continued to explain without action.

"I'm not afraid. As long as I can still have Qianqian, I will die without regrets," Liang Yong said without hesitation.

"Okay, kiss me," Xiaoyue smiled strangely, and her body slid into the deep pool and approached Liang Yong. She put her contemptuous face in front of Liang Yong, but she ignored Liang Yong's strong body.

"Kiss you," Liang Yong looked surprised. Although he was anxious to save Xiaoqian, he still couldn't get any interest in the face of Xiaoyue's appearance and just wanted to vomit.

"Kiss me, devote all your feelings to awaken my love for you, so that I can inspire the mother body in my body to transfer it to your body, and then transfer it from you to Xiaoqian's body to save her," Xiaoyue explained indifferently, without any emotion.

"This... cannot be transferred directly into Xiaoqian's body by you," Liang Yong asked pitifully for a moment of nausea.

"Barring, can Xiaoqian directly transfer this now? Do you want me to practice dual cultivation with her?" Xiaoyue glared at him and cursed.

"You and Xiaoqian are both practicing... No, okay, I'll do it..." Liang Yong's waterfall sweat, he didn't want Xiaoqian to be defiled a little.

"Hurry up," Xiaoyue urged impatiently, staring at Liang Yong at all without any intention of closing her eyes, and just looked at Liang Yong contemptuously.

Is this possible? I kiss her and have to arouse her inner love. I hate her so much, she must hate herself even more.

Liang Yong was extremely reluctant, but in order to save Xiaoqian, he had to fight. He closed his eyes and pouted his lips and hit Xiaoyue...

"Oh... you're going to die. Hit me in the nose, open your eyes and see clearly before moving your mouth," Xiaoyue screamed and scolded.

Liang Yong took a secret breath of air conditioning, opened his eyes slightly and saw Xiaoyue's big red mouth in front of him. Suddenly, he felt nausea and couldn't help but turn around and vomit for a while, and his intestines hurt.

"Fuck, are you still a man? A beautiful woman like me gives you a frivolous and pretending to behave, look at me," Xiaoyue cursed, reached out and grabbed Liang and straightened his face with both ears. She stretched her mouth forward and bit Liang, wrapping his mouth and nose together and sucked hard.

"Ah... um... um..." Liang struggled violently, his old face turned red in a short while, but he couldn't resist Xiaoyue's attack. In front of Xiaoyue, he was like a soft-legged shrimp, and his palm was so weak when he pushed the big steamed bun on her chest.

"Ah..." Xiaoyue couldn't help but shout happily when she was attacked by her chest. The frequency of her movements instantly increased, and pink mist rose in her body.
Chapter completed!