Chapter 1435: When the heavenly axiom was young (3)_1
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Chapter 1435: When the heavenly axiom was young (3)_1
The young man was really at a loss this time. His pair of Black Phoenix eyes were wide open, the tips of his ears were red, and his whole body was about to explode.
Wife, wife?
How could it be ⊠She said she was his future wife?
How could he get married? no, no, no, that was impossible.
The young man reached out his hand to push Fu min away. When his fingertips touched her shoulder, he paused for a moment, but he still softened his strength. However, he still pushed the woman away. He pressed his hand against his lips and said,âIâll just take it as a joke you made in a moment of madness and not pursue it.â You should quickly leave this place.â
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly left.
...
Perhaps because he was too flustered, he even forgot that he could leave with a spell and insisted on walking. As a result, he was so flustered that he almost stepped into a pit.
The youngsterâs hair stood on end.
â..â
Fu Shang laughed,âhahahahahahahahahahaha.â
Fu Shang clutched his stomach and laughed.
She really didnât do it on purpose, but it was really too funny.
Why did the young Jun Heng look like a melon and not very smart?
âWhat are you laughing at?â
Tian Xiaoâs face turned red, but he still pretended to be serious and scolded in a deep voice!
Fu Shangâs eyes were also wide open, he raised his voice and shouted back, â youâre being fierce to me, youâre actually fierce to me??? â
âI didnât do it on purpose âŠâ The young man said subconsciously. He slipped away very quickly, as if he had done this thousands of times.
Halfway through his explanation, he realized that something was wrong.
Why did he have to explain? What right did he have to explain?
But when she looked down, she saw a pair of big, black eyes with a little mist.
The young Jun Heng was speechless.
Forget it, if he explained, then so be it.
It didnât matter if he apologized. He wouldnât lose a piece of flesh anyway.
He bit his lips and quickly glanced at Fu min. He quickly retracted his gaze and apologized softly. Then, he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong. He was so soft and obedient that it made people cry out.
Fu Shangâs expression changed immediately and she walked up to him with a smile. She held his hand and said, â Iâm really your future wife. I donât know why I woke up in this place. I was hugging you and kissing you just now âŠ
It was obvious.
Fu minâs lips were covered by a slender hand, and the pleasant smell of his body lingered in her nose.
It was clean and clear.
The teenager glared at her. what nonsense are you talking about! This is really getting more and more nonsensical, how can you say such nonsense!
âThis is simply âŠâ He knew shame. In the end, he didnât say this word because it was too hurtful, so he forced himself to swallow it.
The beautiful young man was a soft-hearted beautiful young man. She looked very soft and easy to bully.
Fu min loved this young man to death.
He felt an itch in his palm.
Jun Heng lowered his eyes in disbelief. He felt that-
She kissed his palm.
The young Jun Heng: â!!!
Just as he was about to explode, Fu Shang said, â I donât know why Iâm here. I donât have any family or companions here ⊠Youâre the only one I have, junheng.â
Hearing his name being uttered by this woman in a charming way, the teenager blushed.
âSo you canât abandon me, you have to take me away.â
Jun Heng wanted to criticize her for being unreasonable, but he could not deny that he actually had the urge to agree to it.
â..â
Iâm finished.
Was this woman a demon? Or the charming Fox race? Otherwise, how could it be?
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