Ah Qing made a silver needle from somewhere. The silver needle was simple and unmodified. It shone with a cold luster under the lamp, but the needle was rich in emerald green, which looked very poisonous.

She looked at Ji Yunhuang who was kicked off the bed by her. Once she had any frivolous actions, she could poison him with one needle!

Ji Yunhuang slowly sat up from the ground. This action made him feel that the wound was cracking again, and blood was seeping out. With this pain, his reason slowly recovered.

She is still so young. If it is really Tian Xueqing, it will be her reincarnation...

I was really too excited. Even if Ah Qing is really Tian Xueqing now, he and her should do it step by step. He is so aggressive that he might scare her...

It’s not good to leave a bad impression on your lover when you meet him.

His eyes were darker, like a deep pool locking her tightly. There seemed to be countless emotions rolling inside, which made Ah Qing instantly feel that he was about to drown by him. She jumped in her heart and took two steps back with caution.

This person's eyes were so oppressive! It made her feel urge to turn around and escape!

But this is her territory, why should she escape? If he dares to touch her, he will destroy him directly!

A murderous aura flashed in Ah Qing's eyes, and the silver needle between his fingers was tighter!

Ji Yunhuang finally calmed down and quickly sorted out her complex thoughts. He looked up at A Qing, and naturally saw her full of hostility and vigilance. He felt suffocated and took a breath: "Sorry, Miss A Qing. The moment I saw you, I thought I had seen my wife I had missed for a long time... You are very similar to her, it was simply carved from the same mold..."

Speaking of this, his heart ached and his eyes closed slightly.

The sweetheart who used to be his wife was now a stranger.

His voice was a little dull, and his body seemed to be filled with sadness.

But he was an extremely handsome man. At this moment, he was just sitting there simply, like a desolate ink painting with a desolate artistic conception, making people feel sad.

Ah Qing was so angry that he couldn't do anything when he saw his appearance.

But she felt very nervous when she didn't do it. After all, she was still young and was not very comfortable in dealing with this situation. She paused and then said with a tense face: "I'm sorry that your wife is gone, but no matter how much I look like her, I'm not her. If there is another time..." She shook the poison needle in her hand.

Ji Yunhuang looked at her with sincere eyes: "This time it was Yun's fault. She was abrupt and let the girl punish her for everything." His voice paused, and the topic suddenly changed: "Yun's wife is not dead, but..."

Before Ah Qing could punish him, his next hesitant words aroused curiosity. What?

She kept waiting for his later words, but saw Ji Yunhuang just closed her eyes and sat there silently.

Ji Yunhuang closed her eyes, and a picture kept popping up in front of him...

When he finally pulled out of his memories again, he slowly opened his eyes. The sorrow in his black eyes had not yet faded, but he turned a little surprised.

He had been in a daze for so long, but Ah Qing was still standing there.

Her big black and white eyes clearly stated doubts. Seeing that he finally came to his senses, she asked, "It's just what?" Why did this person speak halfway and hesitate?

Ji Yunhuang looked at her curious appearance and felt a little funny.
Chapter completed!