The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 37 Domineering President’s Alternate Ex-wife (37) 2200+ words

  The surroundings were quiet and silent. Su Qinghuan vaguely felt that something was wrong with this place. She stretched out her hand and only encountered a cold material. It was actually very comfortable to lie here, but it was also very strange.

  Until Lu Beixiao hugged her.

  The clear breath of the man came, like the fragrance of cold plum after the rain, it smelled very good.

   "Qinghuan, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

  艹, who should be afraid!

  Her body is already at its end, but Lu Beixiao is not!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan realized that she must be drugged, otherwise, even if the stomach cancer is advanced, she won't have the ability to resist at all.

  The girl was silent for a few seconds, and a heavy answer flashed across her heart.

  She guessed Lu Beixiao’s purpose, but she didn’t want to believe that her thoughts were true.

   "Master Xiao, tell me, where exactly is this? Are we still in City A?"

  The little fox has five keen senses, but this place is surprisingly quiet, and you can't even hear the slightest sound of city traffic.

  The man chuckled when he heard the words and scraped the bridge of the girl's nose with his hand.

   "Is this question important?"

"answer me!"

  Su Qinghuan is really angry, she is not angry with Lu Beixiao making her own way, she is so angry that she underestimated how much a man loves her.

  Which normal person would play this game with a dying person?

  ……

  Lu Beixiao sensed the girl's anger, he changed his posture, hugged the girl in his arms, and kissed Su Qinghuan on the forehead very carefully, without any frivolity.

   "Qinghuan, this is an underground palace under the desert, far away from City A."

  "……"

  How long was she in a coma before she was taken here?

  And what age is this, anyone else built this kind of thing?

  Unless a very extravagant rich family is noble, prepare in advance for the buried land a hundred years later...

  Su Qinghuan's face suddenly changed when she thought of this, her lips trembled, and her heart seemed to be caught by something, causing pain.

  As if to confirm the girl's guess, Lu Beixiao didn't know what he had pressed, and suddenly it lit up all around.

  In an instant, the night turned into day, and all kinds of magnificent furnishings came into view.

  Above the head is a starry sky map carefully carved by craftsmen. Gold-inlaid glaze sheets are pasted around the walls. Various famous paintings and jades are arranged in a staggered manner, which looks so gorgeous that it does not resemble the human world.

  Because the effect of the medicine was still there, Su Qinghuan could not sit up. She tilted her head to look at where she was lying, and not surprisingly saw a transparent crystal coffin.

  ……

  This man is definitely a lunatic!

  Su Qinghuan clenched her palms tightly, and blue veins burst out on her forehead.

   "Lu Beixiao, are you crazy?! I finally cured you, but you want to die with me?"

  Hand, pinch into the palm, the physical pain made Su Qinghuan more awake, but it could not offset the shock and hesitation in her heart.

  Lu Beixiao looked at the girl’s unbelievable face, stretched out his hand, and slightly removed the wrinkle between her eyebrows.

   "Qinghuan, we are a husband and wife, we are born with the same subordinates, and we die at the same point. Isn't that good?"

  The man’s hug is gentle and delicate, and his voice is particularly indulgent. Even his breathing is faint, and he can’t see any regrets about going to death.

  "……"

  艹, what a fart!

  The girl's eyes were red unknowingly, she didn't want to watch this man die with her!

   "Lu Beixiao, do you know what you are doing?! You are only twenty-eight years old! You still have unlimited possibilities in life! You..."

  Su Qinghuan couldn’t go on. The little fox, who had always been self-assured, felt that the sky was about to collapse. Tears flowed through his eyes and flowed out uncontrollably.

  ……

  She swept across Lu Beixiao’s handsome face with tears dimly. The man obviously didn’t take care of herself in the past few days. He was pale blue now, and the person was a lot thinner, but he was so haggard that made people feel distressed.

  ——She originally thought that unless it was acting, people like her would never cry for the true feelings of others in this life.

   "Lu Beixiao, are you a fool?! It's not worth it at all!"

  He is the true pride of heaven. He should have had a better life, family appearance, power status, Lu Beixiao has it, why bother for her...

  The girl choked, her tears streaming more and more fiercely.

  In the boundless sorrow, the man embraced her tenderly, lowered his head gently, and sucked the tears from the girl’s face with his lips.

   "There is no worth or not, only willing or unwilling."

  Without a lover in this long life, what is the difference between being alive and a zombie?

  If Su Qinghuan had never appeared before, maybe Lu Beixiao could endure such loneliness, but that person had appeared before, and she had shocked your life. She was as proud as him, and would never die again for the rest of her life.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan squeezed the man’s hand tightly. She had never seen Lu Beixiao like this before, and it made her heartache to the point that her internal organs would shatter.

   "Lu Beixiao, don't you like me the most? I beg you, don't you die, okay?"

  She really can't afford such love.

   is too heavy.

  She is not the one who can respond to the same affection.

  It seems that someone has criticized her a long time ago, the first beauty in the six worlds, she has no heart.

  She is not worth it.

  ……

   "Qinghuan, do you love me?"

  Lu Beixiao looked at Su Qinghuan steadily, his expression stunned to the extreme, if others saw him like this at the moment, they would be shocked to drop his jaw.

  It turns out that the cold-faced emperor that everyone fears in the business world will also turn into a soft finger for a woman.

"Love!"

  Su Qinghuan answered without hesitation, she lied enough, not bad for this one.

  If Lu Beixiao can be coaxed to give up co-death, Su Qinghuan doesn’t mind coaxing a few more words.

  ……

   "Little liar, even lying is so careless."

  Lu Beixiao scratched the bridge of the girl's nose. The long and narrow phoenix eyes were indescribably affectionate and tolerant.

  She doesn't love him, he knows.

  She approached him to use herself, he also knew.

  It is a man who walks into this trap voluntarily step by step.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan choked, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was blocked by Lu Beixiao.

  Lip, handover.

  Heart, turbulence.

  A very overbearing kiss, he hugged tightly, unquestionably plundered all the air in the girl’s mouth.

  However, the look between the eyebrows and eyes is extremely religious.

  The man hugs the girl, his voice is low and gentle.

"Qinghuan, you don’t have to persuade me anymore. I know that your illness is not saved. I wanted to wait until you were gone and burn you to ashes and eat them all. Your bones, your meat, everything about you will last forever. It belongs to me, it's terrible, right?"

   "But I found that I couldn't do the day when I just waited for you to leave."

   "Hey, no one will bother us here."

  Speaking, the man pressed the switch of the crystal coffin, and the two of them sank all the way.

  Su Qinghuan's heart trembled, her hands trembled slightly, and the man held her tighter.

   "Tell me, your real name."

  Tears blurred her eyes, Su Qinghuan's heart piercing pain, her lips kept trembling, she could only explain eagerly.

   "Lu Beixiao, my name is Su Qinghuan, I really am Su Qinghuan, I didn't lie to you, but I am not the original person."

"I know."

  The man comforted her, and finally softly kissed the teardrops on the girl’s face.

   "Qinghuan, I love you."

  ——I know you don’t love me, but it’s okay, I love you enough.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan's consciousness gradually collapsed, and the surrounding area did not know when it would return to darkness.

  The hands held by only two people are getting tighter and tighter.

After the vicissitudes of life, perhaps someone will stumble upon such a glorious underground palace, two white bones are close together, as if they will never be separated.

  (End of this chapter)