Di Moxuan couldn't use words to describe his mood at this time.
He was full of joy, full of pleasure, and full of satisfaction.
It almost broke his body and mind.
In this world, only his little Luo'er could arouse his emotions like this.
Nobody knows.
After he finally established a connection with Ye Qingluo...
Haven't had time to get to her side.
Then she heard her exclamation "Chu Wuxin" resounding in her ears.
The tone was obviously different from usual.
He eagerly wanted to ask Ye Qingluo what happened.
But the connection between the two was suddenly... just like that.
At that time, how chaotic and anxious his heart was...
No one will know at all.
Just think that something might happen to Ye Qingluo.
The hostility and rage in his heart kept surging.
He couldn't control his thoughts at all.
even had—
If Ye Qingluo was injured in the slightest, he would let the whole world be buried with him!
Such thoughts.
fortunately…
she's fine.
His little Luo'er is fine.
Otherwise, he really doesn't know what he will do.
Di Moxuan tightly hugged the girl in his arms.
The passionate kiss almost swallowed the girl completely.
from this kiss.
Ye Qingluo can deeply feel that the man misses her, cares about her, values her, and cares about her...
So many emotions.
She felt it all clearly.
The warmth and sweetness of the two.
They all fell into the eyes of the palace master who was sent flying not far away.
He stared deeply at the scene in front of him, which was like a beautiful picture scroll.
I couldn't move my eyes away for a long time.
For a long time, for a long time.
He slowly put his hands on his waist.
A long jade pendant hung between the loose girdle.
He shook slightly, and laughed a little mockingly: "You... you heard it too, there is really no one... who can intervene in their relationship."
Just stood by and watched the scene.
The hall master felt that his heart seemed to be drawn by some emotion, and there was a feeling of... shocking.
In the world of those two.
There is no room for the existence of a third person.
No wonder...
No matter what, Ye Qingluo wouldn't look at Chu Wuxin again.
All her tenderness, and the sweetness that belonged to a little girl, were only given to that one man.
...
at the same time.
Far away in the courtyard room.
The man was so painful that he broke out in cold sweat. He shrank in the corner of the wall and trembled slightly. His face was as pale as paper.
He raised a hand and covered his eyes.
Covering the pain in the bottom of the eyes.
at this time.
A slender figure quietly entered the room.
Step by step, he stood in front of the man.
Quiet.
"What are you doing here?"
Chu Wuxin didn't move her hand away, nor did she look at anyone, her voice was cold and emotionless.
The slender figure slowly walked to his side: "If I don't come, are you planning to kill yourself here, and then... make her feel guilty for you?"
The woman's voice is clear and melodious.
Chu Wuxin still didn't move: "Get out."
The slender figure seemed to have long been used to Chu Wuxin's indifference.
She stretched out her hand and put it on Chu Wuxin's arm.
Just touched him.
Chu Wuxin threw it away forcefully.
The woman lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Chu Wuxin leaned against the wall, with a cold look in his eyes: "I'll let you go."
The woman got up from the ground slowly, without patting the dust off her body, and then walked to Chu Wuxin's side without changing her expression, and continued to support him.