Hearing the sound, Su Kui nodded with a smile, "You also said it, it's just suppression, everyone knows that there is no cure for drunken beauty, don't you know? Huh?"
"It's my fault..." As she said slightly sarcasm, the more straight spine slowly dropped, her lead-gray eyelashes, like a dragonfly that lost its life in an instant, with its wings drooping.
He hasn't rested for a few days, and there are blue bruises under his eyes. That piece is very suitable for kissing. It used to be Su Kui's favorite thin lips, but it was also slightly white and lost blood.
His whole person seemed to have lost fighting spirit overnight.
Su Kui's eyelashes trembled lightly, and her red lips pressed lightly, somewhat unbearable.
In the end, she chose to reach out and hold the medicine bowl, and drank the dark brown concoction with a strong bitterness inside. Putting down the medicine bowl, she frowned, her cold eyes staring at Yue Fusang, "I'm done drinking, this time, can you go?"
"The more Fusang, I don’t need you to have mercy on me. For everything I do now, you should treat it as an atonement for the sins I have done. You can leave, because no one will stop you from the Luosect. How about going back to be your superior Young Palace Master?"
She pricked his heart sentence by sentence. Now, she probably no longer believes that she has been tempted by her anymore? In her eyes, all his actions were nothing but premeditated, or sympathy for her.
As proud as she is, how can she endure it.
But, he really isn't--
"Manshu, what should I do before you can believe that I am not malicious to you?" He struggled to squeeze such a sentence from his throat, and deep despair had already appeared in his light-colored eyes.
If Su Kui looked up at him at this time, he would definitely be able to detect it.
But Su Kui didn't look at it. Her slender, white fingers were wrapped around her black hair, and then she saw them circling around her fingertips in circles. Repeat it again and again, as if you are not tired of it.
Hearing this, she said casually: "Oh, then you can kneel down. If you kneel down, I will believe you, how about?"
A three-point smile provokes her lips, and she can't see the emotions. In fact, she doesn't care anymore now, no matter what.
She didn't think that Yue Fu Sang would do this. His pride never lost to her. She had persisted for so long, and even tried to break his hamstrings, seeing that he could only crawl under his feet in exchange for his surrender. But in fact, no matter what she did, she couldn't change his look of fear.
He is not afraid of her or death, so there is nothing to threaten him.
Now, it's just that there is still a trace of unwillingness in my heart. She stimulated him with the most extreme words and wanted to drive him away. She didn't want her fragile state to be exposed to the eyes of a man she most wanted to conquer.
Playing with her own hair, she glanced at it leisurely.
A dull sound came into his ears, and Su Kui's eyes shrank quickly when he saw the picture in front of him. Her throat was dry, something was squeezing into her tightly sealed heart a little bit.
"you--"
Yue Fusang knelt upright in front of her, almost at the moment when her voice fell, and without hesitation, bowed his head in front of her.
Inexplicably, she wanted to laugh, so she laughed, tears flew out of her eyes and wet her crow black eyelashes. "The more hibiscus, the more hibiscus, you still have today?!"