Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Chapter 2032: Tribulation Fruit (Extra 5)

Its daybreak.

I don’t know how long it took, but it finally dawned.

The infatuated man slumped in front of the gate was in disgrace and his tears had dried up.

His eyes were dead and gray, staring blankly in the direction in front of the door.

Like a lifeless sculpture, it has long since lost its vitality.

He was so motionless, covered in dew and his hands were muddy.

His face was extremely pale.

It seems like it will disappear at any moment.

The weather today is excellent, the sun is warm, dispelling the coldness of the night.

The light shone down and draped over her body, the extremely pale skin became almost transparent.

It was fragile, as if it could break at the touch of a finger.

But she seemed unaware and couldn't feel the chill all over her body.

The eye sockets were so dry that they hurt, and the cheeks that had been blowing all night felt like they had been cut with a knife, causing stinging pain.

Her makeup has long been worn out, and the hairpin she wore so carefully has fallen to nowhere.

The bright and beautiful wedding dress all over her body, every stitch and thread, was stained with cold mud.

It was wet, mostly cold, and wrinkled, and the originally sweet color seemed to be tinged with bitterness.

It penetrates the skin and spreads silently into the mouth, extremely bitter.

It seemed that even my heart was suffering, and it was painful to the core.

The land watched her and kept watch.

He wanted to step forward to help her, but he didn't dare.

After staying overnight, his old body could no longer bear it and wanted to go back to rest.

However, her appearance is really unsettling.

It was already dawn, but there was no movement inside.

The land is not indifferent, so we naturally know what is going on inside.

In this way, for an infatuated person, witnessing the man he loves spending a night with another woman, he will naturally feel...

There will be large mood swings.

Thinking about it this way, he could barely understand why she looked so pitiful.

Unfortunately, even though he sympathized, there was nothing he could do.

After all, no one can get in now.

Apart from……

That fox.

…

After a long, long time, the closed door finally opened.

Under her dark and desperate gaze, in the bright sunshine.

He appeared, holding a woman in his arms.

The woman had a soft figure, wrapped in a large velvet red cloak, and her whole body was covered tightly. She seemed to be asleep, and was leaning quietly in his arms.

The smell of fox carried all over his body is extremely disgusting.

However, he can't seem to smell it.

Still holding her tightly, she came out.

When he saw her sitting in front of the door, his eyes were still as if he were looking at a stranger, cold and cold, and he never cared about her.

I only glanced at it and then turned away.

He held the woman in his arms and left.

When passing by her, she could even smell the fragrance of the woman, as well as the vague and ambiguous smell.

What they did last night was self-explanatory.

The man left, hugging the vixen who spent the night with him.

Leave her alone, an infatuated person.

Not even a glance was given.

She suddenly smiled.