"Is that it?" Luo Qingchen bit her lip and said, "But... doesn't the book say that a life-saving grace is too great?"
"You are my god." Mu Lichuan took her hand, hugged her into his arms and said, "Little ancestor, we have all come out of the desert of death, so let's not talk about the process, okay?"
This was probably the first time Luo Qingchen heard Mu Lichuan speak to her in such a tone, with a helpless but slightly doting tone.
It seems that as long as you listen quietly, you will feel a very warm feeling.
"Okay?" When Mu Lichuan saw that she didn't respond, he was afraid that she would start crying again, so he hurriedly raised her face and looked at it.
She really cried like a little cat, but she was a cute little cat.
"Well..." She murmured in response, then hugged Mu Lichuan, almost using up all her strength, and said word by word: "Next time if something really happens... you have to hide it. Be better, don’t let me know so casually.”
As she said this, she did not forget to touch his wrist. Her nose felt sour and her eyes suddenly filled with a layer of mist.
"Why?" Mu Lichuan leaned back on the sofa, then picked her up and said, "Is it because someone feels sorry for me?"
"It's more than just heartache!" Luo Qingchen lowered his eyes slightly, took a deep breath and said: "It hurts to pull out the cold, does it hurt you, or..."
Whenever she thought of the scenes that might appear in the desert, she felt particularly uncomfortable.
Mu Lichuan hurriedly touched her head gently and said, "My little ancestor! Is it better for you to obediently commit yourself to me than anything else?"
The next second, his tone seemed to become much more serious. He looked at her eyebrows and said, "You haven't answered me yet."
"Yes." Luo Qingchen responded to his words almost instantly. Looking at his beautiful face, she nodded and said, "I came to this world just for you."
Perhaps this sentence sounded like the kind of flirtatious love words to Mu Lichuan, but it was the most sincere confession.
"I didn't expect our little girl to say such things." Mu Lichuan looked her up and down, and then said meaningfully: "Did you tell Su Chen before?"
"Isn't that okay?" Luo Qingchen snorted and looked away, "He's not worthy of being a scumbag."
In fact, in addition to the phone calls and text messages Lan Zhi gave her, there were also Su Chen's.
It's just that she automatically ignored it.
"Really?" Mu Lichuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a searching look: "But how come I heard that classmate Luo Qingchen used to like Professor Su very much. Even when he was in the United States... "
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Luo Qingchen blinked quickly, cleared her throat and said, "As the saying goes, a good man never mentions his bravery!"
"Yong?"
"Um..." Luo Qingchen corrected: "I mean I was young and ignorant at that time, and I had bad taste. I felt that I liked someone who was good-looking. Now that I have grown up, I know what true love is."
"You mean what you like won't look good when you grow up?"
"Of course not." Luo Qingchen hurriedly shook her head and said: "Who can compete with the Royal Nobles Academy's veritable school hero!"
"Okay! Forgive you for being young and ignorant." Mu Lichuan poured out a cup of hot water and handed it to her: "After drinking it, go to sleep. You don't look good, and you still blame me." (To be continued)