Chapter 652 The stars are all yours (67)
One person and one sword seem to be one body, and they have traveled through the six realms for more than three thousand years.
Is there some internal strife today?
Aowu asked curiously.
"This has never happened before."
Zhou Ye had a sullen face and said nothing. He was obviously angry, but there was no movement.
She is patient.
This knife was almost as important as her life. It was her only companion, and she was reluctant to throw it away.
Aowu felt Zhou Ye's emotions, angry, angry, and seemed to be a little sad...
This was the first time he felt such emotion from Zhou Ye.
It seems that this knife is really important to Zhou Ye.
Aowu couldn't stand it any longer, so he started talking to the side.
"It has been unresponsive before because the sword soul is not there. Now it is responding. That is a good thing. It means that it is slowly recovering. Maybe in a few worlds, it will fully recover!"< br>
The more Aowu talked about it, the more he felt that this was the most likely possibility.
After all, this is the only reaction this knife has had over the years.
Zhou Ye heard this and felt it made sense.
Then the next second, Aowu noticed that Zhou Ye's mood was rising again.
The ups and downs are very obvious, and as expected of her, she doesn't hide her emotions at all.
It can be seen that Zhou Ye is really easy to deceive. As long as it is someone she trusts, she can believe the other person's lies.
Aowu couldn't help but wonder again, how did this guy dominate the six realms?
Closer to home, it’s still the pendant.
It heats up quickly and cools down quickly. The red light gradually disappears and the pendant returns to its original appearance.
Zhou Ye put it back into his clothes, stood up, and stretched.
There was some movement on the bed, and Sander, who was still sleeping soundly one second, sat up directly in the next second.
The beautiful little girl opened her big, sleepy eyes, looked at her surroundings, and quickly realized her current situation.
Looking up, he looked at Zhou Ye for a second. Xander's face was still expressionless, but his green eyes were watery. "Good morning."
The little girl's voice is sweet and waxy.
Zhou Ye looked at the face next to him, didn't say much, and simply replied.
"Morning."
Then get out of bed and wash up.
As soon as he opened the door and walked into the bathroom, a tall and slender figure appeared in front of him.
The man was standing in front of the mirror shaving, and there was a circle of white foam on his chin. When Zhou Ye came in, he was holding the razor and scratching his delicate and beautiful jawline little by little.
Through the mirror, Yun Jun saw Zhou Ye standing at the door with disheveled hair.
"Close the door and come here."
Four simple words, hoarse and low.
Zhou Ye didn't understand what it meant, but he closed the door and walked towards the man.
As soon as he took two steps, the man who had been standing still suddenly stretched out his other hand and grabbed Zhou Ye's wrist. With his arm strong, Zhou Ye was pulled into his arms.
She was imprisoned by Yun Jun between his arms and the sink.
In the mirror, she could clearly see the dark light in the man's eyes.
Before the foam at the corners of his mouth was cleaned up, his red lips kissed her neck impatiently.
My neck feels cold and a little itchy.
Zhou Ye didn't hide, letting him get close to him endlessly.
"Who is that girl?"
The man asked anyway, his voice mixed with dissatisfaction, his tall and straight back bent down, and he stood close to Zhou Ye.
"I don't know."
"Don't know? You hugged her and slept all night. You have never hugged me like that."
After spending so many days and nights together since their marriage, he had the most intimate contact with her, and he understood Zhou Ye's sleeping habits.
(End of chapter)