"I... I think, I can do it." Miao Yiyi's voice sounded, full of infinite firmness.
She walked towards Ye Qingluo, wrapped her hands around Ye Qingluo's slightly trembling shoulders, and said word by word: "I also want to do something for you, for Lord Emperor Zun..."
Ye Qingluo pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head.
Her silence seemed to be rejecting Miao Yiyi.
It also seems to be rejecting the risky approach they proposed.
Miao Yiyi opened her mouth, wanting to say something else.
But when looking at Ye Qingluo's finely shattered hair, the pair of flushed eyes were exposed.
She closed her mouth, sighed, and slipped her hands off Ye Qingluo's shoulders.
"Xiao Luoer."
With a hoarse and sexy voice, Ye Qingluo yelled out a familiar nickname that made Ye Qingluo's heart tremble.
That was the nickname given to Di Moxuan alone.
She raised her head abruptly, her eyes delighted.
Then, in the next moment, her face crashed into a thick embrace.
The breath is filled with the familiar and pleasant smell of sandalwood.
Her face was scorched by the scorching heat.
He could vaguely hear the beating of the man's heart in his chest.
For a moment, the whole room seemed to be silent.
Ye Qingluo was only in a daze for a moment, and soon thought of the centrifugal Gu in Di Moxuan's body, and struggled eagerly, trying to move his body away.
She is afraid of too much touching.
It will make Di Moxuan even more painful.
It's just that she hasn't had time to move yet.
A big palm was pressed against the back of her head.
The man's strong arms tightly encircled her delicate body.
"Ah Xuan..." Ye Qingluo said in a trembling voice.
Being hugged too tightly by the man, she didn't dare to struggle too much for fear of causing him discomfort.
"Xiao Luo'er, be good, and listen to me."
The man's voice was very deep, like a melodious spell, which made Ye Qing's head feel groggy.
He pressed against her ear, that face with indifferent lines, but at this moment, it was like the first thaw of winter snow, covering it with warmth.
"Trust me, and trust them."
Ye Qingluo raised her head from his arms.
It was the man's deep peach blossom eyes.
His thin lips were frivolous, and his slightly pale handsome face revealed a bit of evil.
Ye Qingluo stared blankly at his face.
The man has bowed his head and put his lips on hers.
Between the touch of lips and teeth, accompanied by his voice, it floated into his ears.
"Xiao Luoer, I don't want to forget you again."
Ye Qingluo's heart trembled violently.
The long eyelashes trembled violently a few times.
In the charming eyes, the floating water light slowly blurred.
The man left her lips, and on his handsome face, there was that extremely indifferent aura.
But the look in her eyes is very tender.
Just like it used to be.
But with the past, there is a little bit less feeling.
"I don't want to forget you again."
These words, in Ye Qingluo's heart, were like a dense net, covering her in it.
She stared at Di Moxuan's stern face.
Sweat was oozing from his forehead.
Even with the utmost patience.
She who knew Di Moxuan could also see it.
At this time, Di Moxuan had exhausted all his strength, fighting against the centrifugal Gu in his body.
Obviously, the closer you get to her, the more you will be attracted to her.
The centrifugal Gu will be more violent.
But Di Moxuan is still...
Use your own warmth to soothe her worries.
Ye Qingluo closed his eyes weakly.
The corners of the eyes are sparkling and crystal clear.
When you open your eyes again.
Her pink lips moved, and she said a word in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
In the end, he chose to compromise.
Compromise with Di Moxuan's sentence "I don't want to forget again".