Chapter 499: A sick beauty dressed as a campus essay (2)

Jun Heng's eyes dimmed a little.
He uttered a slow sigh, and his gentle and beautiful eyebrows were as cold as usual, but his eyes seemed to lose their brilliance, and the fragments of emotions could barely show off.
I thought it didn't hurt.
Still not used to....
It may be due to temperament, even though the heart is in chaos, the face is still indifferent and gentle.
Jun Heng smiled slightly.
"Fu Yue, whether you admit it or not, he is me, and I have always been the only person to accompany you in the thousands of small worlds."
Looking at the beautiful face of Jun Heng, Fu Yue felt angry at the bottom of her heart. She couldn't wait to tear off the mask of Jun Heng, a hypocrite.
Fu Yue continued to stab Junheng with words: "He is much more likable than you. Sometimes I really don't want to go back to this space, so I stay with him in the small world for life after life. Your face is much more pleasant..."
She hasn't finished speaking yet.
The of Xueyi had already flashed in front of her, raised his sleeves, and covered her lips with the slender and beautiful hands like white jade.
Fu Yue blinked: "..."
The holy fragrance of the pavement hits, and the familiar taste instantly fills the tip of the nose.
Jun Heng lowered his eyelashes and said slowly.
"I don't like to hear you."
"Although...you are not allowed to like them, if you hear it, no."
Jun Heng's words were a little heavier, and his tone was like a command, but when he listened carefully, there were also pleadings that were not easy to hear.
Even if they are his clones.
That's not OK.
No...
Fu Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she heard this, to be honest, she was strangely not angry, but rather interested.
Because, she actually saw a certain attribute in this person, and he always had some shallow or deep similarities in every world before.
Paranoid, sick Jiao... even a slight blackening trend.
The corner of Fu Yue's eyes twitched.
She really couldn't imagine what the darkening of heaven would look like.
This is too challenging her cognitive level.
Fu Yue didn't continue to die, she didn't want to see this crazy person...
Well, not curious, really not curious.
Jun Heng withdrew the hand covering Fu Yue's red lips, as if he had compromised, suppressing the emotions surging in his mind, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, do it with you, you won't listen to me anyway."
Anyway, at least, that's him...
Just like when he came, the holy of Xueyi waved his sleeves and walked away without taking away a cloud, but his feet were somewhat vague.
Fu Yue was inexplicably relieved.
After a while, she saw a little 677 who had been sent back.
The little boy sat on the ground, as if wondering about his sudden return, raised his big eyes and blinked at his host.
He patted the ashes on his clothes, stood up, and approached Fu Yue with a smile, "Host, how about it, do you have a good relationship with you?"
The little boy's eyes were filled with the light of eating melons.
Fu Yue didn't smile.
"I think we need to contact our relationship first."
System 677 was hung up and beaten firmly. After knowing why the flower was so red, he sent his host to the new world with tears.
[Ohhhhhhhhhh, you, you are about to enter the eleventh world. 】
As soon as Fu Yue opened her eyes, she felt the soles of her feet slip, and the ground on which she was stepping on was obviously rugged.