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Chapter 323 323

Lin Sishen avoided Li Luo's firm and stubborn gaze. She knew Li Luo's intentions, but she didn't know how to respond. From the beginning to the present, she has never changed her intentions for Li Luo.

Li Luo is her confidant friend, her most capable right-hand man, and her closest relative. These feelings have nothing to do with each other. Even before Chen Qingwan appeared, Lin Sishen had never had any inappropriate thoughts about Li Luo, not to mention that now she is full of her heart and eyes.

Li Luo has never broken the window paper for a long time, so Lin Sishen just thought it had happened. But now Li Luo suddenly said such words, which made her feel upset. She even wanted to escape in panic.

Li Luo saw her thoughts and turned her head to lightly say, "Don't think too much."

Lin Sishen took a deep breath, his eyes flashed and said, "I... didn't think much."

"That's good."

Li Luo nodded slightly, his pale face and expression were calm and calm. At least from the surface, he could not tell that she had even a little bit of imagination about Lin Sishen.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Lin Sishen stared at Li Luo with complex thoughts for a while, then stood up slowly and said, "I am going to explore the second prince's words today. As for finding another residence, I have to tell Meng Yange that if you can't speak, then I will..."

Li Luo interrupted Lin Sishen's words and lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "No need, I should always speak for myself."

This matter is indeed better for Li Luo to speak in person. Lin Sishen nodded thoughtfully and planned to say goodbye and leave: "Okay, then you can recover from your injuries, I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Li Luo raised his eyes and glanced at her and closed her eyes slightly, but did not make a sound.

Lin Sishen had long been accustomed to her silence, opened his lips and sighed silently, and did not say anything, but turned around and left with great worries.

Li Luo quietly looked at Lin Sishen's departure back, and his cold gaze gradually became distant and confused.

Just as Li Luo's thoughts drifted away, Meng Yange suddenly flashed out of the side room quietly. Her pretty face was as dark as ink dripping, and her narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly red. I think she should have heard the conversation between Lin Sishen and Li Luo just now.

Li Luo was not surprised at the appearance of Meng Yange. She turned her head and looked at Meng Yange, opened her thin lips and asked, "Did you hear it?"

Meng Yange didn't say anything. She stared at Li Luo with red eyes, gritted her teeth and asked directly, "You are so tired of me, and you can't wait to avoid me when you wake up?"

Li Luo looked at Meng Yange calmly and said word by word: "I am not tired of you, nor am I trying to avoid you. I just don't know how to repay your kindness."

Meng Yange's thin body was trembling, not knowing whether out of anger or pain, and couldn't help but tremble slightly: "I said, I don't need you to repay your kindness. Just pretend that nothing has happened. Just treat me as usual. Isn't that okay?"

Meng Yange didn't understand why she could give up everything for Li Luo, but Li Luo still didn't want to look back at her. Is it possible that no matter what she does, Li Luo will never be able to compare with Lin Sishen in his heart?

Li Luo knew Meng Yange's mood at this moment, but she didn't want to deceive Meng Yange. She closed her eyes tiredly and said helplessly: "But I can't do it. I can't treat you as I used to."

Meng Yange asked unwillingly: "Then what do you want me to do to make you feel better?"

Li Luo shook his head gently, his eyebrows frowned tighter and tighter. She opened her eyes and looked at Meng Yange with an unwilling look on her face. She said with a gentle and patient voice: "Meng Yange, you deserve a better person. You should also find someone who treats you sincerely, instead of pouring your enthusiasm into me."

Meng Yange laughed instead of angry when she heard this. She lowered her head and laughed. A burst of heart-wrenching pain came from her mouth. She clenched her fingertips and whispered: "You have never tried it, why are you sure I can't?"

Li Luo looked at Meng Yange's weak and trembling body, opened his lips silently, but after a while, he closed his eyes tightly with a complicated expression, turning his head to stop looking at Meng Yange.

Meng Yange always lowered her head, making people unable to see the expression on her face. Her tone gradually became cold and desperate: "You knew I was there just now, but you still said those words to Lin Sishen. Haha, you don't have to force me to leave so much. Chen Qingwan has promised me that as long as I can save you, no matter whether I am alive or dead, she will keep her promise and protect Yushan from the Central Plains in her lifetime."

After saying that, Meng Yange turned his back to Li Luo and continued coldly: "I have achieved my purpose and achieved it. I really have no reason to stay in the Central Plains. You don't have to leave. The person who should leave is me, and I don't belong here at all."

In fact, Meng Yange misunderstood. Li Luo did know that Meng Yange was hiding aside, but it was when Lin Sishen left that he realized that she was hiding aside. She didn't know when Meng Yange came back, so what she said to Lin Sishen was not deliberately said to Meng Yange.

However, Li Luo has always been unfamiliar with speaking, and he would not explain anything about it. After hearing Meng Yange's words, his heart suddenly trembled slightly, and he felt a touch that a normal person would have for a long time.

Li Luo raised his eyes and looked at Meng Yange's back quietly, and said softly, "Meng Yange, I can give you anything except what you want, and even my life, I can give you back."

Li Luo said all her heartfelt words, but she didn't know that her words made Meng Yange extremely desperate and angry. She felt that Li Luo didn't want to owe her any part, and even wanted to return her life to her if she gave up her life.

Could it be that this woman is so cold that she doesn’t want to get involved with her?

Meng Yange's gloomy eyes were suddenly lit up by anger and unwillingness. She suddenly turned around and stared at Li Luo's pale and cold face with hatred. A sense of hatred rose in her heart. She asked coldly: "You said you can give me anything? You can even give me your life?"

Li Luo felt her hatred, but he never spoke up to comfort her, but just lowered his eyes to speak.

Looking at Li Luo who lowered his head to avoid his eyes, Meng Yange felt even more angry. Her pretty face turned crazy and distorted. She suddenly burst into laughter, her voice getting louder and sharper: "It's ridiculous. You said you want to give your life back?"

The extreme emotional ups and downs made Meng Yange's rationality instantly withdraw. She now had Li Luo's cold eyes full of her heart and eyes. She didn't blame Li Luo for not loving her, but she couldn't forgive her. She gave up her life and saved her, but gave her everything and even wanted to return her life to her.

Meng Yange had a sarcastic smile on her face, and her dark eyes were full of hatred. She exuded a cold and cold aura all over her body, and she walked towards Li Luo step by step.

Li Luo was not afraid at all. She just looked up at Meng Yange calmly. She could bear Meng Yange's anger. This was what she owed Meng Yange. Even if Meng Yange wanted to kill her with one knife, she would not have any complaints.

Meng Yange stopped beside the bed, her face that was once charming and charming, but now she was distorted by anger and hatred. She stared at Li Luo directly. Li Luo raised her eyes and looked at her calmly without any hesitation, as if she was silently confronting her.

Looking at Li Luo's face, Meng Yange was lost for a moment, but what Li Luo said just now was vivid in his mind. How could she let Li Luo go so easily?

Meng Yange leaned down slowly, gently brushed Li Luo's side face with trembling fingertips, and asked again in a cold tone: "You said you can give me anything? You can even give me your life?"

Li Luo Dai frowned slightly, turned his head to avoid Meng Yange's hand, and said lightly: "That's right, even if you want to kill me now, I won't blame you."

Meng Yange's cold fingertips were stiff in the air. She lowered her eyes and sneered: "I finally tried my best to save you and kill you? Don't think about it."

Li Luo's chest was slightly undulating, and she asked in a constant tone: "What do you want?"

Meng Yange didn't say anything, her cold fingertips fell on Li Luo's forehead, brushed across her eyes, and the tip of her nose, and fell on her pale thin lips. Before Li Luo could avoid it, she suddenly reached out to pinch Li Luo's chin, pulled it hard, and forced Li Luo to look at him.

As she looked at each other, Li Luo's eyes were as cold as ever, while Meng Yange's eyes flashed with crazy unwillingness. She curled her lips slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I want... you."

Li Luo's expression changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

Meng Yange lowered his eyes and smiled, slowly let go of his hand, his fingertips slid off Li Luo's chin, rubbing her slender and white neck ambiguously and frivolously, and asked, "Don't you understand?"

Li Luo's breath seemed to be rapid for a moment, but it instantly returned to calm. She looked at Meng Yange's face and asked coldly: "Do you have to do this?"

After Meng Yange's fingertips stayed for a short time, he raised his clothes and slashed across Li Luo's heart. When he touched the wound, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Meng Yange pressed it gently, and the white fingertips were stained with a trace of blood.

A hint of pain appeared on Li Luo's face. She bit her thin lips without whispering, without giving in, and stared at Meng Yange's eyes stubbornly.

Although she was blinded by the unwillingness to resentment, Meng Yange couldn't bear to hurt Li Luo. She raised her fingertips and continued to fall, and finally fell on Li Luo's waist and abdomen. She looked at the cold sweat on Li Luo's forehead sarcastically and asked, "You said you can give me anything, have you regretted it?"

But beyond Meng Yange's surprise, Li Luo didn't care at all, but closed his eyes and uttered a cold word: "Okay."

Meng Yange was stunned. She stared at Li Luo in disbelief: "Are you really willing?"
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