Chapter 825: A Gift from the Young Marshal to Love [53]
She blinked hard, with a bit of self-mockery, and after a while, she said to herself: "... Young Marshal... Why don't you like me?"
Yi Jian frowned and silently stretched his fingers to his waist.
He Anyuan smiled to herself, smiled and cried again. She suddenly leaned down and put her hands on his side. She wanted to look into his eyes, but found that she didn't have the courage and was afraid of seeing him.
Is it the indifference and ridicule in his eyes, or that murderous aura?
In the end, she just landed on his unusually beautiful pale lips, and she said with some obsession: "Yes... Tell me, why don't you like me?"
"Do you know? I like you... I have never changed my mind in all these years. Look at you, you would rather like a woman who doesn't like you than like me..."
She grinned and smiled, feeling that the man was already frowning and impatient, so she stood up very slowly, as if she was about to move away from him, but she heard her tone again, again
Came: "... Do you know? I really want to look back... and give up your..."
Obsessed.
Unrepentant.
That's how she is.
In fact, she had forgotten that there is another word, which is called knowing one's way back.
However, she forgot the way back. Who can tell her how to go?
He Anyuan had already stood up. She found that the man was slightly relieved, and her heart ached more and more. She couldn't help but reveal a shallow and sharp smile, condensed between her lips and teeth, facing him.
Said: "What's wrong? Are you relieved? But you also have today, a day where you can't help me. You said such a good opportunity, can I let it go?"
Yi Jian's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Don't be nervous, young marshal... In fact, all the men in the world wish they could have as many women as they want. Why do you want no one but her? Do you really love her that much?"
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After He Anyuan finished speaking, she lowered her eyes slightly, "I have a question that I want to ask you, is it okay?"
She was answered with silent silence.
"You are always like this. If you don't talk to me, you will talk to her and talk impatiently. In fact, you only seem like a person in front of her. I have been hesitating about that question.
