"Xiao Luoer..."
Di Moxuan looked at the girl's slightly gloomy face.
Although she lowered her head, her fine hair covered her expression.
But Di Moxuan could clearly feel that Ye Qingluo's mood was very low at this time.
He reached out with his long arm and took the girl into his arms.
"Perhaps he just has too much obsession with you, and he was bewitched by the Dark Palace."
Ye Qingluo lay generously in Di Moxuan's arms, feeling the warmth of his body, and soothing her depressed emotions.
In his arms, she moved her little head.
Chin rests on his chest.
Wei Wei raised her head, and suddenly smiled: "He is your rival in love, why are you still talking for him?"
According to the character of Di Moxuan, the king of jealousy.
She felt repulsive towards Chu Wuxin.
He should be happier than anyone else.
How could he still speak for Chu Wuxin
Tsk, isn't the sun coming out from the west
Di Moxuan's slender fingers pinched her nose and squeezed it lightly.
Then, leaned over slightly.
The handsome face approached Ye Qingluo's face at close range.
People around: "..."
Why do you feel like you've been neglected
But fortunately.
The intimate two still have a bit of conscience.
Not really in front of everyone, directly affectionate and lingering.
Di Moxuan's face stopped at about a fist's distance from Ye Qingluo.
The crimson thin lips, gently twitched, revealing a wicked smile
The slender fingers also slowly slid from the nose to the center of her brows, and rubbed gently: "I just don't want to see you wrinkle here, showing a frowning look."
Ye Qingluo's heart suddenly soared.
In his eyes, a faint smile unconsciously spread.
She hooked Di Moxuan's neck with her hands, and smiled like a flower: "Seeing your face has healed my body and mind."
The two looked at each other and smiled with tenderness in their eyes.
People around: "..."
Well, although these two people are not really in love with each other.
But this feeling is more exciting than the lingering love!
However, Ye Qingluo's mood has indeed increased a lot.
...
In the hall, everyone is bustling.
However, in a dark corner not far away, it seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
Some of the servants of Qiao's mansion walked by and felt a shiver for no reason.
In the dark, a red figure loomed.
The man had a stern face, as cold as ice, without the slightest emotion.
Especially those eyes like stagnant water.
As if just looking at it, you will freeze to death under his ice.
His distance is not close to that hall, but it is not too far.
Can clearly hear all the voices in the hall.
In my mind, the girl's clear voice kept repeating—
"All his trust in me has been reset to zero."
trust…
Did she no longer trust him
He just wanted to keep her by his side.
I just don't want her to treat him with such a cold attitude.
Obviously...
She belongs to him, doesn't she
Did he... really do something wrong
Chu Wuxin squeezed the hand hanging by her side bit by bit.
His fists burst out with blue veins.
It's like suppressing some emotion in my heart.
Suddenly, he opened his hand, and his eyes quickly looked in a certain direction behind him.
The eyes like Zhishui turned into a sharp blade and shot straight away.
"Young Master Chu, don't, don't, it's me, it's me..."
A slender figure came out of the darkness deliberately swaying its waist.