Chu Zhiling looked into Xin Yue's eyes and replied: "If I hadn't made you sad, you wouldn't have run out, you wouldn't have encountered such danger, and the child would have been saved."

Xin Yue was startled. There was a heavy emotion in his eyes, which was no less heavy than hers.

In the past few days, he had been avoiding talking about the child, not even offering any comfort. She thought he didn't care about the child, but she didn't expect that in addition to the pain of losing a child, he was also burdened with heavy guilt. He had to take care of her even more.

Thinking of her physical condition and psychological emotions. Thinking of this, Xin Yue frowned slightly.

Then she raised her eyebrows and poked Chu Zhiling's shoulder with her finger: "Yes, it's all your fault. Without you, my child would not have died."

Chu Zhiling frowned slightly and looked deeper: "Madam, I..."

"No need to say anything, no need to explain, what's the use of talking when everyone is dead." Xin Yue raised his head and looked at him.

Chu Zhiling suddenly sighed: "Yes, it's all my fault."

"That's right, it's your fault. Kill someone to pay off your debt, and one life is worth another life. So," she raised her hand to him, "goodbye. Go and commit suicide."

"You're not telling the truth, are you?" Chu Zhiling frowned and looked at her.

"Didn't you say I was ruthless? Go quickly," she looked at him and said lazily and leisurely, "Ah, you have to kill yourself in the Lingchi way, cutting your own flesh off with one knife after another, because you did it

For many wrongdoings, death is not enough to forgive them. Well, for example, the crabapple flower over there just fell down. It was your fault because you breathed. Breathing moves the air, which creates airflow. The stronger the wind, the greater the airflow.

Some of them made the fragile petals fall off. Ah, also, it’s your fault that the birds haven’t sang in the past two days, because your voice scared the birds. Well, in short, everything is your fault. The first two days

It's your fault if it rains, it's your fault if there's a tornado on the sea, it's your fault if there's an earthquake here, you are the Virgin Mary, and all accidents in the world are your fault..."

She wanted to say something more, but Chu Zhiling raised the corners of his lips, leaned forward, kissed her lips, and lingered over the sweetness on her lips.

Xin Yue's lips were soft and tender, like jelly. Chu Zhiling's lips touched her lips and he said, "I thought you really wanted me to die."

"Chu Zhiling," Xin Yue looked at him calmly, "This is an accident and has nothing to do with you, do you understand?"

Chu Zhiling's eyes moved slightly, and then he left her lips with a slightly cold expression, lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

This stupid man... Xin Yue looked at him speechlessly.

People who value love and justice tend to blame themselves and take all the blame on themselves, forming a burden that will last forever. Xin Yue realized this and grabbed Chu Zhiling's cold hand: "Don't be like this.

"

Chu Zhiling still said nothing.

Xin Yue knelt on the bed and flicked his hand on the head of the man sitting sideways on the bed. Chu Zhiling raised his head in pain, but met the girl's clear eyes.

Xin Yue smiled: "How come you feel so wronged as a little wife? You should be a grown man, so you should be strong."

Xin Yue's face is almost transparent and fair, with a jade-like complexion and big and bright eyes. His long, ink-like hair is not tied up, half of it hangs on his chest, a little messy, and the other half hangs behind his back like silk, contrasting with the black hair.

With her face as white as frost and snow, and the pink and purple glow, she has a little bit of frail tranquility and coquettishness.

Chu Zhiling was stunned, but still lowered his head, looking sad.

Xin Yue angrily hit him on the shoulder: "Hey, do you want to do this?"

After thinking about it, it was her inability to restrain her emotions in the past few days that made him see it, which made him feel guilty now. So she compromised a step and softened her voice slightly: "Chu Zhiling."

Seeing that Chu Zhiling was still indifferent, Xin Yue moved her face closer to him, touched his face with her lips, and then said: "Okay, I'll give you a sweet kiss. Now you should cheer up."

Alright."

After saying that, Xin Yue felt a hand wrapped around her waist, and the man's strong hand restrained her, preventing her from having a chance to escape.

Chu Zhiling looked at Xin Yue with a slightly evil smile on his lips.

"A kiss...a kiss is not a touch on the cheek, a kiss is like this..."

With a wicked smile, he covered the girl's soft lips.

Xin Yue was kissed to pieces by him, and her body became limp, clinging to his arms weakly and bonelessly.

Seeing that she was out of breath, Chu Zhiling stopped kissing her. After Xin Yue regained his breath, he tapped Chu Zhiling's chest with his index finger:

"Damn it, Chu, how dare you lie to me!"

"What did I lie to you about?" He looked at her innocently.

"Aren't you feeling guilty for pretending? You obviously don't. You act like a little wife just to win my sympathy."

"Haha." Chu Zhiling looked at her bright eyes and smiled, and then his lips came to her face. Xin Yue shrank back in disgust, and Chu Zhiling followed ruthlessly until he forced her to the corner of the bed.

Lu Ke retreated, his breath blowing on her little face as thin as white porcelain: "Originally, my heart was a little rough, but seeing you madam, you comfort me in such a way, I feel very happy."

He lowered his head and kissed her small earlobe. Xin Yue felt a numbness, her back was stiff, and she did not dare to breathe out.

Chu Zhiling looked at her blushing little face and couldn't help but put his hands around her waist and brought her into his arms. His voice was low and hoarse, extremely charming, and he placed his mouth next to the side of her face and asked softly:

"Ma'am, are you nervous?"

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, Xin Yue's throat twitched, and then she calmly said: "What should I be nervous about?" She looked away, refusing to look at his delicate and handsome face with a smile.

"Haha, I didn't expect Madam to be so shy."

Xin Yue turned to look at him, her pointed chin raised slightly, her neck was white and smooth, exuding a jade-like sheen. She moved her lips lightly: "What a joke, I'm shy?"

"Ah, no." Chu Zhiling nodded with interest, stretched out his slender fingertips to lift her small, white chin, approached her and said, "Look, you are blushing."

"Boring." Xin Yue slapped his hand away and glanced at him lightly.

Chu Zhiling could feel her heart beating very fast, her face was covered with a light pink like the sunset, and her eyes were twinkling, but she tried to look lazy and indifferent.

Seeing her like this, Chu Zhiling smiled slightly, with a malicious look in his eyes.

His slightly cold hand crossed her nose, the end of his index finger touched her twitching red lips, crossed her chin, fell along the graceful arc of her neck, and settled next to her collarbone.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" She was startled and quickly grabbed his cold hand.
Chapter completed!