After the separation, Ye Yu once imagined several reunion pictures, but never thought that reunion would be covered in blood and dying.

And-and the culprit is himself! !
This is the most forgiving thing for him. He pays a name for him and waits silently. He looks at it in his eyes and remembers that he is not a natural white person. Then what is the feeling when he looks at himself? But … He has been playing dumb all the time because he responded in other ways. He can’t respond.
Just as now he is ashamed of his feelings for repairing, he still bears the hatred of his fathers. Although he doesn’t know when he can get revenge, he once swore that he must get revenge from his fathers … Now he can’t … Now he is not qualified … Especially after personally hurting people who love him deeply …
"No, it won’t …"
"You wake up! Name … "
Tears method to suppress the flow.
It’s my fault. It’s my fault. What did this happen? !
What would be you? ! What … me again? !
I did it myself. I did it myself …
"Calm down, Night Feather!" Hugh shook the night feather to make him return to absolute being.
"Fix …"
"Calm down, he’s not dead, he’s alive!"
"Really …?"
"Really …? Name … name him … not dead? "
It’s really heartbreaking to look at the tears in your eyes, and I feel more jealous and envious of the man who can make Night Feather cry so much.
"But he’s not dead yet. He’s still alive!"
"Really …?"
Seeing a nod, Valensell finally believed in an instant, and he suddenly threw himself into Xiu’s arms.
"Blare … it’s all my fault! Repair … It’s me … It’s me personally … "
"Night Feather …" Holding her arms and crying at night, Feather Xiu’s heart is full of distressed eyes, indicating that Lanks will take people to treatment. It’s strange that the little wolf has been quiet for a while and jumped on Wallensell’s shoulder and meowed to urge Wallensell to go with him.
It was not until Xiu returned to his room with Night Feather in his arms that Night Feather was tired of crying and fell asleep quietly.
"Name … I’m sorry …" Even when I fell asleep, Night Feather was still entangled with guilt in my heart, and I was sorry in my sleep.
Wipe away the tears from the corner of night feather’s eyes, and watch him sleep for a long time before he is ready to leave.
As soon as he got up, the night feather twisted his brow as if he were afraid of something, and he also grabbed the trimming corner with one hand.
Had to repair and sit back.
"What should I do with you …" Muttered these words, and she bent down and gently printed a kiss on her cheek.
A guy who hasn’t shown his feelings until now is a fool!
Xiu pulled his skirt and looked back with nostalgia at the sleeping night. Feather took a firm step as if she had made up her mind …
You’ve been waiting for a long time ~ ~ Recently, a lot of new games and animations have been released ~ The subtitle group is going to be busy again ~ In addition, I hope that people who like famous names don’t play with each other ~ ~ This is ~ ~ I’ve already thought about the plot ~ ~ About 3 or 4 chapters later, this movie will be finished ~ ~ I will refuel ~ [Mobile phone, brain synchronous reading is ok, CHM, UMD.
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Chapter 10
Fortunately, the little wolf is a light and dark attribute. It took Warcraft half a day to cure the name and body injuries.
Tired, the little wolf fell asleep in the night feather’s arms
Night feather looks at the painful expression in his sleep, and he feels more guilty. If it is to repair and let him cut a knife, he will be very sad and regret, but he will not feel so guilty. Just because the name and night feather are not deeply involved, and the name has been quietly paying for night feather without asking for anything in return, night feather feels more guilty.
Maybe … Night Feather had a hunch that her name and name would definitely change because of this guilt.
On the other hand, he feels very strange that he has always been in a hurry to get revenge and prepared to take his time. He doesn’t know why he has become anxious and has always been calm, and he should be carried away by blood for an instant.
Everything is not like myself. What is this?
As far as he was thinking, his eyes unconsciously moved to the bedside and there was a famous sabre-the blood blade suddenly grabbed it at night and the blood boiled again. He shouted, "Robbie, come out!"
After a red light, Robbie appeared in front of the night feather bleary-eyed
"What’s the matter, night feather? Why do I sleep just right … blare …"