Xiao Jiu stopped in a garden full of flowers.
Ye Qingluo had never been to this place.
Looking around, all kinds of flowers are blooming brilliantly.
In the air flow, there is the fragrance of flowers.
When Ye Qingluo looked back, Xiao Jiu was no longer beside her.
Ye Qingluo looked around, but there was no one around.
What the hell is Di Moxuan doing
Ye Qingluo pursed her lips, and was about to follow the trail ahead to find Emperor Moxuan.
The shoulders suddenly sank, and a gentle body completely wrapped her in his arms.
The fresh and elegant scent of sandalwood, mixed with the fresh floral fragrance, permeates the nostrils, especially intoxicating.
It's just that I haven't seen each other for a day.
After feeling the temperature of the man behind him, Ye Qingluo actually had a feeling of... the empty place in his heart being filled.
satisfy.
Extremely satisfied.
Obviously... It's not the first time we haven't seen each other for such a long time.
But this time, she missed him so much.
Perhaps it was because, this time, she was the one who left Di Moxuan in anger.
For some reason, Ye Qingluo's eye sockets were slightly red, and the tip of his nose was a little sour.
She bit her lip and struggled to turn away from the man's arms.
Looking up, a pair of charming eyes glowing with water, staring deeply at the man's magnificent face.
This glance made Ye Qingluo astonished.
His face was handsome as usual.
His eyes were shining with a breathtaking electric current.
only…
For some reason, Ye Qingluo felt that there seemed to be a trace of fatigue flowing between his brows and eyes.
Very light, very shallow fatigue.
In this way, he seemed extremely lazy.
Seeing Ye Qingluo staring at him obsessively, Di Moxuan raised his thin lips, and stroked Ye Qingluo's face with his fingertips: "Why, do you think I'm crazy?"
Deep voice, sexy and magnetic.
Like a feather, it keeps stirring Ye Qingluo's heart.
"I thought you were angry with me and didn't want to talk to me anymore." Ye Qingluo hugged his waist and buried her face in his chest.
Di Moxuan's big palm covered the back of Ye Qingluo's head, and the sensual arc of his thin lips was even worse: "I thought, too, that I would be angry with you."
The hand he put around Ye Qingluo's waist increased his strength.
He thought he would be angry.
When Sheng Ye Qingluo made his decision, he never thought about his feelings.
Sheng Ye Qingluo didn't listen to his dissuasion, insisting on taking risks.
Sheng Ye Qingluo disregarded his own safety, which made him worried but helpless.
born…
He was angry, but he couldn't bear to be angry.
Forcibly preventing Ye Qingluo from accepting the task, and the moment he turned to leave, he regretted it.
But Di Moxuan knew that if he turned around, Ye Qingluo would choose to carry out the task immediately without hesitation.
"You are so strong." Di Moxuan sighed lightly, inserted five fingers into Ye Qingluo's hair, and gently stroked her hair with his fingertips, "I know, even if I really prevent you from going to the Castle of Death Still can't let go of this task."
Ye Qingluo pursed her lips, speechless to refute.
indeed so.
In order not to worry Di Moxuan, she can give up this task.
But in her heart, she couldn't really let go of this task.
In her world, there is no such word as giving up.
Perhaps, she has never met anyone who can make her give up her decision.
"If you will be unhappy, I can..." Ye Qingluo buried her head and rubbed against his chest.
It's just a mission, it can't be compared with Di Moxuan.
"Sometimes, I really hope that you can rely on me." Di Moxuan raised Ye Qingluo's jaw, and put his slender fingers on her lips.