Bai Zhi briefly recounted his experience over the past three years, as if he was telling someone else's story.
But Meng Nan was shocked when he heard it.
The two weak women of them were sent overseas by a small boat and could come back alive. This is simply a miracle in a miracle.
"To talk about it, you can't get rid of me because of these sufferings, if it wasn't for me that day—"
Bai Zhi shook his head and interrupted him: "What does this have to do with you? Song Lang intends to rob me. If he doesn't do it that day, he will do it on another day. Sooner or later. It's a coincidence. You don't have to mind, now. Isn't everything okay?" She stretched her face, the pear vortex on the corner of her lips was still sweet and intoxicating.
The gaze that fell on her face was entangled and could not be staggered.
Knowing that this is wrong, he just can't control himself.
Not anyone has said that time can soothe all the pains of the soul, can make people forget the past, and can also make one person's thoughts of another person fade away.
But why didn't such a thing happen to him
The suffering of lovesickness kept him awake at night, knowing that it was impossible, and it would never be possible. He sometimes wants to forget, maybe forgetting is the best result.
But I can't forget it.
Love doesn't know where it started, but keeps going deep.
He has forgotten, since when he engraved her into his heart.
Was it when she stood in the sun, smiled at him, and called him as an adult
Was it when she was slyly chuckling at him when she turned her head and turned her eyes
When she was still in the Fallen Mountains, she quietly opened up, using her special language, to let him solve the demon of many years, so that he had the courage to face the tiger and fight to save him
He didn't know, couldn't think of it, and couldn't distinguish it. He only knew that the disturbing sentiment had taken root in his heart, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.
Hu Changlin was very unhappy, but he is still here, what about his affectionate line
"Ah-Meng Gongzi, it's not too early, Zhi'er has been on the road these days and is tired." Hu Changlin issued an eviction order to Meng Nan.
If this guy is well-behaved, he wouldn't say much, let alone rush people so quickly.
But this guy's gaze was too presumptuous, and he simply didn't pay attention to their elders.
Fortunately, Hu Feng was not there. If Hu Feng was there, he would have been beaten out long ago.
Meng Nan said, reluctant to leave. There was a lot of things to say in his heart, but now that I think about it, it doesn't matter if she says it or not. It's fine if she is well, and she is safe and sound.
After leaving the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion, Jin Xiaoan complained: "My son, I blame you for preventing me from eating the rice cooked by the white girl."
Meng Nan was puzzled: "Why do you blame me? I didn't chase you out. Didn't I also get chased out?"
"If it wasn't for you to stare at the white girl with that kind of eyes, how could Uncle Hub drive you away?" Jin Xiaoan grumbled hungry with an unhappy expression on his face.
Meng Nan gave him a sideways glance, and said in a bad tone: "You greedy ghost, is Zhi'er your cook? As soon as you see her, you know you want to eat. Don't forget, she will be a queen in the future."
Jin Xiaoan rolled his eyes and said, "This is what I want to say, don't forget, son, she will be a queen in the future. Don't come to see her casually in the future, let alone meet her alone. , The most important thing is that you can’t let the princess know that you came to see her, otherwise—"