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Chapter 67 Desperate Dream

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Gu Qingyin's eyes were blurred, as if she was passing through a layer of faint white mist. She rushed forward a few steps, and the white mist gradually dissipated, revealing a familiar gentle face.

Haozhi? She cried out in confusion

Ruan Haozhi looked at her expressionlessly, with a chilling indifference on his face. We have already retired from the kiss, why are you still coming to me for?!

Gu Qingyin was shocked, "Retire the bride?" No, Haozhi, you must have made a mistake. We are about to get married, right?

You still want to hide it from me now!?

Ruan Haozhi stared at her fiercely, with a ferocious expression on Swen's face. The court had already been talking about it. Before you left the door, you, Gu Qingyin, put on several cuckolds on me!

Gu Qingyin's chest was suffocated, almost breathless, and said anxiously: Haozhi, listen to me, things are not what you think, I, I really can't help myself...

Shut up! You slut! Have you ever thought of me when you, Han Jinqing, Ji Zhuoyun and others were having fun in bed? Well?!

I, Haozhi, it was Han Jinqing who forced me! Gu Qingyin shook her head, her eyes blurred with tears.

Once, it’s forced, twice and three times? Humph! Gu Qingyin, what do you think I am Ruan Haozhi? What do I think in your heart?!

Haozhi, listen to me, Haozhi Gu Qingyin stretched out her hand, and the white mist in front of her was getting thicker and thicker. Ruan Haozhi disappeared like this. She waved her hands randomly in the air, but in vain

She knelt on the ground, covered her face with her hands and cried

Gu Qingyin: Who is calling her in the emptiness

She raised her head and looked around blankly. Gu Deming's figure gradually appeared in front of her. She said in surprise: Father!

Gu Deming looked at her majesticly, frowned, don’t call me father, I don’t have a shameless daughter like you! Since you have defected to Han Jinqing, from now on, I will only think that I don’t have you as a daughter!

No! Father, father! My daughter has difficulties, listen to her daughter! Gu Qingyin shouted in despair and watched helplessly

My father's figure was engulfed in the white fog and disappeared into the void.

She fell to the ground dejectedly, feeling her heart was empty and had no place to rely on, her throat was bitter, and all the internal organs were painful. At this time, a hand was stretched out in front of her, white and slender, with clear joints. The deep purple sleeves covering her wrists were embroidered with complex patterns with silver thread.

She was trembling all over, and she wanted to grab the hand out of instinct, like grabbing the last life-saving straw

Lord Gu, now, besides following the true nature, where can you tolerate you? His voice is faint, lazy and charming

She suddenly looked up, Han Jinqing's handsome and charming face was close at hand, he was smiling, his smile was fascinating, seducing her to get closer step by step

Her fingers just touched him, and it was too late to retract them. He pulled them hard, and she felt her body empty and then fell into the boundless abyss of darkness...

Gu Qingyin jumped up from the bed, still in shock, and was sweating profusely. She gasped slightly, looking out the window, it was still pitch black, and there was even more drums coming from the distance, as if it was the fourth day of the day.

Everything she had experienced just now seemed real and illusory, which made her feel lingering

Han Jinqing didn't touch her last night, but she refused to let her leave the villa. She is now like the meat on his chopping board, letting him do it, it's just a while.

She must have to leave, but she has to rely on her own strength, which is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Perhaps, she can find a way to find someone to help

Diechui Hall, after Han Jinqing's shoulder injury improved, he often eats here.

Chu Feng stood aside and kept peeking at his face, saying tremblingly: Master, Yang Xueyao hasn't been in the drip of water for many days. The little one tried everything they could to do and it didn't work. Now people are drowsy, and the little one is afraid that she can't stand it...

Han Jinqing picked up some light snacks and said lightly: If she doesn't eat them, don't eat them anymore.

Chu Feng's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd. Master, even if you starve to death, you can't keep Yang Xueyao Ah. His eyes suddenly turned and he continued: Speaking of which, Shangguan Rongqin is really calm. It's been a few days since he has been there, and he has never asked about Yang Xueyao.