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Xia Jiaoyang thought that she was an envoy of justice, avenging her dead mother, but now that she thought about it, she was so vicious.

Even at such a young age, she wanted an innocent child to die!

"Joy!" In the quiet environment, an eager voice suddenly came.

Xia Jiaoyang subconsciously looked towards the place where the sound came from, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

The tall man pushed the door halfway open. On his handsome face, there was a scar at the end of his right eye. His sharp eagle eyes looked straight at her, and drops of water kept falling from his hair...

Xiaoqi, long time no see.

Xia Jiaoyang stopped halfway through his smile, touching the wound and making her take a deep breath.

Covered in moisture, Feng Lou immediately strode over and walked over to the bed. Just as he was about to hug Xia Jiaoyang into his arms, he suddenly remembered that his clothes were soaked and he could only hold Xia Jiaoyang's shoulders. Crouch down.

In the eagle's eyes, the eyes were no longer sharp, and he looked at Xia Jiaoyang with pity.

"joy..." Fenglou's thin lips moved slightly, his voice trembling.

Xia Jiaoyang blinked, with a smile in his eyes, the stars were twinkling.

What a nice view.

Just like that, the Seventh Master who roamed across South Asia, the murderous Seventh Master, the extremely heroic Seventh Master, had tears streaming down his eyes that had never shed tears!

Feng Lou buried his face in the quilt, his shoulders moved slightly, his big hand was still pinching Xia Jiaoyang's shoulder, and his five fingers were tightened vigorously, as if he wanted to crush Xia Jiaoyang's bones.

Fenglou didn't cry, he didn't admit that he was crying, he just wanted to cry.

Seeing Xia Jiaoyang waking up and appearing alive in front of him, Feng Lou... just wanted to cry.

Jiao Yang's eyes were also red, she bit her lip, trying not to cry.

It must have been more than two years since I saw her, Hefenglou, right?

Since angering him last time, Fenglou swore viciously that he would never see her again.

……

Two people with eyes full of tears, even though they didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, the people around them all understood.

Xia Shuo's finger holding the ipad had already pinched a crack on the screen. He looked at the couple a few meters away from him, and suddenly envied Fenglou.

Even though Feng Lou had never expressed Xia Jiaoyang's feelings like him, Feng Lou still had a chance, unlike him, God didn't even give him a chance.

And at the door of the bedroom, something Xia Jiaoyang didn't notice.

Xiao Yun stood there quietly, looking at the man and woman beside the bed through the crack of the door, his piercing eyes were as silent as ashes.

He suddenly discovered that Xia Jiaoyang and him were not in the same world at all.

"Okay, she just woke up, don't make her sad." Xia Shuo couldn't bear to watch, and broke the silence.

Fenglou paused, probably because he had listened to Xia Shuo's words, rubbed his face buried in the quilt carelessly, shook his head and smiled at Xia Jiaoyang.

Xia Jiaoyang was taken aback, and looked at Fenglou in disbelief.

Xiaoqi laughed?

It's no wonder Xia Jiaoyang made a big fuss about this, she's known Feng Lou for so long, but she's never seen Feng Lou smile.

Even when Feng Lou came from South Asia for her birthday, she still had a deadpan and cold look on her face.

Xia Jiaoyang had been confused for several years, thinking that Fenglou hated her very much.

"Stupid?" Fenglou's voice was hoarse after tears, and he coughed unnaturally.

Xia Jiaoyang came back to his senses, although she had to speak, but it didn't affect her teasing eyes, Fenglou felt a little unnatural when Xia Jiaoyang looked at her, so she paused, and pushed her away.

"what--"

Xia Jiaoyang fell straight backwards, and even made a sound when he was frightened, but it was too unpleasant.