Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 847 The Vampire Earl's Delicious Sweetheart (43)

Xia Wanzhu felt that since she woke up from a heavy sleep, the people around her became very strange.

Looking at Grandpa Mel and Joseph, although she didn't have much memory in her mind, she felt a deep sense of familiarity. There was an emptiness in her heart that she couldn't fill no matter what she did.

And the man who often appeared in front of her eyes, that memory only flashed by, but could never be captured.

She didn't know where she went wrong, and she always felt a sense of loss.

In the back garden of the villa, there is a lake like a mirror. At this time, there is a white figure fighting on the shore.

The man's face was full of peace, and his eyes showed deep compassion for the world, but only he knew what a complicated heart lay beneath this calm face.

The battle on the other side of the cloud shocked him greatly.

Li Jinye's strength was beyond his imagination. He was so powerful, quietly blooming in the sky like a violet, stunning and graceful.

The last smile he left is still lingering in his mind.

Perhaps, in his heart he admired Li Jinye's power and was jealous of him.

His unyielding love for Xia Wanzhu made him feel ashamed.

"Who are you?" A weak and gentle voice came from behind.

Michael turned around, and when he saw that person, his breathing suddenly stopped. At this moment, he found that he was too nervous to look at her.

"Excuse me, who are you?" The voice came again.

Michael looked at her incredulously, Xia Wanzhu lost his memory?

However, at this moment, she saw the silver ring in Xia Wanzhu's hand, and she instantly turned to stone.

Now, he finally knew why he could only feel half of Li Jinye's power when he fought Li Jinye. It turned out that he gave Xia Wanzhu the other half.

"Are you an angel?" The girl's voice came again.

He nodded, showing a rare tenderness, "Yes, I am Michael."

"Michael?" Xia Wanzhu frowned. She had seen this name in novels more than once, but now she didn't know why she didn't have any affection for this seraph, which symbolized fairness and justice. She even... There is a hint of disgust.

"Why are you here?" she asked, taking a few steps back.

Michael was stabbed by the flash of disgust in her eyes. He smiled wryly and said, "I'm tired from flying. Seeing the beautiful scenery here, I stopped for a while."

"Oh, then you can go after you have rested. We don't leave outsiders here." Xia Wanzhu said coldly, and then walked away.

Michael looked at her back, and knew that he would never be able to bring her back, the little angel who used to follow behind him.

Li Jinye, you have won.

Even if she can't remember you anymore, she will always hate me.

The moonlight is charming, reflecting on the girl's face on the bed, she looks more and more cute. It quietly kisses Xia Wanzhu's eyes, as gentle as a lover.

Suddenly, Xia Wanzhu's eyes opened, and she walked barefoot to the window like a marionette.

There was no trace of agility in those big eyes, only a distressing emptiness.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, blowing the white gauze curtain and Xia Wanzhu's skirt.

In the distance, a purple flower came riding on the wind. The flower passed through the floor-to-ceiling window and fell into Xia Wanzhu's palm, exuding a faint fragrance.

The layers of buds opened quietly under the moonlight, and a white rose petal was held in the flower core.

(End of this chapter)