The young commander is very lazy, he eats naturally and is used to being fed by others.
Therefore, his thin lips were slightly opened as always, his slender eyes were filled with ice, and he couldn't even speak a word.
However, Yuxiang's wrist had just been given away halfway when it was grabbed by a pair of hands with particularly exquisite nails. Yuxiang raised her head and saw He Anyuan, who was all dressed up and radiant. She was covered in pearls and jewels, and she was extremely gorgeous and noble.
The words are so bright that they pierce the eyes.
"I'm thirsty."
After saying that, he grabbed Yuxiang's slender white wrists, his long nails deliberately clasped her skin, and little by little he lifted the teacup from the young marshal's lips and moved it towards his own mouth.
side.
With red lips, she took a slight sip of tea, and then suddenly spit it towards Yuxiang's face: "What kind of tea is bitter and astringent? Is it meant for human consumption?!"
Yuxiang was so frightened that she could only stand aside, not daring to make a sound. Her aggrieved eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to fall.
In the blink of an eye, He Anyuan's smile turned into a gentle smile, and she sat obediently next to the young marshal. She exuded an extremely pure temperament all over her body. She stretched out her hand, took the fruit, peeled it open, and put it into the young marshal's mouth.
Next, with a soft voice, deliberately low, he said to the young marshal: "Young marshal, eat this."
The young marshal opened his thin lips slightly and ate. His indifferent gaze lasted for a long time before slowly looking at He Anyuan beside him. Everything in it was pure indifference without any complicated colors, and then he looked away again.
, seemed to feel bored, so he squinted his eyes and started to sleep habitually.
He Anyuan looked at the indifference on the young marshal's face unwillingly, and felt a twinge of pain in her heart.
It's always like this...Always indifferent to herself, without any emotion, treating everyone coldly, even at this moment, she is sitting tightly next to him, so close to him
, but it still made her feel far away.
She loves him.
I love this man who is as cold as an iceberg like crazy.
He never showed an expression other than indifference to her, but every time he said a word to her, she felt like she was about to melt with happiness.
But Zhongqing, who was standing in the distance, breathed a sigh of relief secretly. It seemed that his decision was really the right one.