The wild honey was very sweet before. She adjusted it a little and it was just right for making roasted chicken with honey sauce.

Poison glanced at Beibei's skin as tender as a baby and smiled, "I believe you."

Outside, goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another. Such heavy snow fell for two days, sealing the entire Sanquan Mountain. Di Qianmo walked in with the falling snow on his body, and the cold breath was actually more freezing than the tens of millions of feet of ice and snow in this cold winter.

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Beibei and Poison both looked at him in surprise.

Di Qianmo walked directly to Beibei, who held a freshly painted chicken leg and looked at him in surprise, "Di Qianmo...".

Di Qianmo stared at her coldly, but said to Poison, "You go out first. I have something to ask Nan Lisheng."

Beibei's hand holding the drumstick tightened. In the past few days after leaving the palace, Di Qianmo had been calling her A Li. The name Nan Li Sheng was mostly used when he was angry.

So, when did she provoke him again?

Beibei couldn't quite understand it for a moment.

Poison also noticed that the atmosphere was a bit tense, so he just pursed his lips and quietly backed out.

"Di Qianmo, what are you...", Beibei saw that his face was ugly, and she gave up her usual cynicism and asked him seriously.

Di Qianmo suddenly grasped her shoulders with his hands, the force so strong that she felt a little pain. His cold eyes reflected countless traces of anger, as if she had committed some heinous crime.

"Nan Lisheng, you really like Lu Sansan?".

Beibei's mind immediately went into a panic, and it even crashed.

She asked him naggingly, "Where do you start talking about this?".

"You still want to hide it from me?" Di Qianmo shouted at her coldly, his deep eyes full of ridicule, "Nan Lisheng, you said you liked me the most two days ago, but you kissed Lu Sansan, you told

I, what do you mean?"

Beibei frowned as he pinched her harder and harder. When she heard him questioning her in such a questioning tone, she suddenly felt angry in her heart.

She pushed him away suddenly and said impatiently, "Di Qianmo, don't make trouble unreasonably."

Di Qianmo took a step back, his expression of despair was like the blur after fireworks bloomed, so lifeless.

Beibei's heart skipped a beat, and her heart suddenly softened when she saw him like this. She suppressed her anger, tried her best to calm herself down, stepped forward, grabbed him, and wanted to explain to him, "I'm sorry, you...

”.

"okay!".

Di Qianmo interrupted her rudely, his voice as cold as if he came out of hell, "Nan Li Sheng, I don't have much expectations for you anymore."

He turned around resolutely, his steps drifting but coldly, just like his cold and lonely back, which made people feel inexplicably sad.

Beibei watched helplessly as his dazzling white clothes merged with the white snow in the distance, leaving only three thousand black hairs hanging down to his waist and swaying in the wind and snow. He looked so frustrated and determined.

Her nose became sore, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She stretched out a finger to wipe away the uncontrollable moisture from the corners of her eyes. Beibei covered her mouth, slid down the corner of the wall, hugged her knees with her hands, and buried her face in them.

Why is she so sad?

It snowed in Sanquan Mountain for another seven days. Lu Sansan also knelt outside the door of Di Qianmo's retreat room for seven days. When Beibei came over, Lu Sansan had already melted with the snow.
Chapter completed!