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Chapter 45: [Pear Blossoms with Rain] Do you like me?

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Chapter 45: [Pear Blossoms and Rain] Do you like me?

He lightly hooked his lips, then returned to his usual appearance, spoke again, put his jade hand on her face, and asked with tenderness, "Who is it?"

Everyone in the heaven knows that she has been able to enter and leave the Yuqing Palace freely for a long time. Even Zhuanxu Lige can't touch her rashly. Who else can bully her?

Making her feel so wronged?

His movements frightened Mao Qian'er. Is this piece of wood enlightened?

Suddenly, with a "wow" sound, she burst into tears, lying in his arms that were solid but lacked warmth, and put her arms around his waist, feeling so reassured.

I almost forgot that I was pretending to cry. Huh, it was clearly me who was here to deceive her. How could I be really wronged?

Does she feel wronged?

It's impossible. She's Miao Qian'er and won't feel aggrieved. She still has a lot of things to do.

He Xi Yanling was stunned when he heard her crying, hugged her tightly and patted her gently on the back.

Mao Qian'er's shoulders shook and she laughed, as if the man believed it. This tear-gas powder was so powerful that she couldn't stop crying.

Seeing her crying and saying nothing, He Xi Yanling became a little anxious and reached out to wipe her tears.

Mao Qian'er looked at him aggrievedly. She was as beautiful as a pear blossom, with a different kind of charm, and was extremely enchanting. The grievance in her eyes could not be ignored by the careful man in front of her.

"Don't cry..."

Only he knows how much courage these two words cost this man.

"Hexi Yanling, he bullied me again in the year of Xiyang. This time I didn't ask for it. It was him who wanted to offend me. He said that as long as I am his, he will come to you to propose marriage."

He Xi Yanling's expression suddenly changed. It was Xi Yang Nian again. He closed his eyes lightly and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mao Qian'er.

"I didn't let him meet me. You can't grant me a marriage. I don't want to marry him." She looked panicked, which was not fake.

With precedent, she cannot take it lightly.

Last time, she still remembered that Emperor Yan had granted her a marriage with just one word. There was no guarantee that there would be a second time.

Her words really stopped He Xi Yanling, and he suddenly felt a little self-deprecating. This woman didn't believe in herself.

I opened my mouth to say something, but felt that it would not help.

How could he still grant marriage to others?

At this moment, He Xi Yanling simply couldn't believe that without Shu Qian'er, how could he have been lonely for the past tens of millions of years.

It will be eternity and eternity, and the endless loneliness will haunt him.

"Why don't you just beat him back to his original form?" After a while, he asked.

Mao Qian'er was startled. Sure enough, this man's words did not contain the sweet words and flat lips of disappointment that she had imagined.

"You think you're just drinking boiled water? Xi Yang has lived for ten or two million years. With his Taoism and magic power, I can't beat him. Even if he weighs the three realms, I can't win."

What's more, she was poisoned and injured, and she hasn't recovered yet. Shenyin will heal her injuries every day.

He Xi Yanling's eyes turned from indifferent to cold. She was injured and had to weigh the three realms before starting to practice. It was true that Xi Yangnian couldn't help but leaned over and carried her back to the main hall while Mao Qian'er was shocked.

This move showed that he believed in Mao Qian'er, and he never thought that Mao Qian'er would come to deceive him.

Miao Qian'er smiled secretly in his arms. It seemed that he believed it, or else she would take the opportunity to tell all her demands.

Taking advantage of his soft-heartedness, she put her arms around his neck, her tears smearing on his clothes.

Lihua's wet little face was buried in the crook of her neck, and the hot tears fell into his neck, which was very scorching.

He Xi Yanling hugged her and sat down, pampering her.

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