Involuntarily, Eleven raised his eyes and looked directly at Long Lilie, who was slowly approaching him: "Aren't you flirting with your concubine Yi? I know that I disturbed you just now in a very disrespectful way, so I didn't bother you much. I got to know each other later.
I'm gone! Do you still want to settle a score with me?!"
Long Lilie stopped, standing one step away from Eleven, and glanced at Eleven's hair hanging by her ears, as if he raised his hand out of habit to help her tuck it.
Eleven suddenly took a step back and looked at him cautiously: "Don't touch me with the hand you just touched the woman with! I find it dirty!"
There were water drops falling on her eyebrows, and she was stunned. It suddenly started raining that day...
"Do you think it's dirty?" Long Lilie's voice was lost in the rain, and his eyes were full of violence, "Is the Queen clean?"
In a mocking tone——, Eleven suddenly realized what he was talking about
"You were always here when that bastard insulted me just now, right?" she asked softly. The rain had already soaked her hair and flowed through her eyes, which was a sore pain.
"Yeah" after a long time, he responded
"Then you just kept watching and then let Hua Chi speak out?"
"Yes" she wished he would shake his head and say no, but he refused to let her do so.
Eleven gritted his teeth, anger bursting out of his eyes
"I am the queen after all, and you just let that bastard insult me like this?"
The rain also moistened his face. The black hair stuck to his forehead, and the water flowed down along his eyebrows and flowed through the cold and hard lines on his handsome face.
"I saved you, didn't I?" He squeezed her wrist with no mercy, seeing the anger and pain on her face.
The rain made it almost impossible to open his eyes. Eleven tried his best to open his eyelashes a little wider, looked coldly at the man in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Help? You have thought about it and calculated it... Why didn't you immediately see it?
When you come out, you still have to think about it, because that way you won’t break up with that bastard, right?"
"Long Lilie, how could you do this?"
Long Lilie just smiled
She is crying and he is laughing
"Feng Qingluan, who do you think you are?" Finally, in the harsh harshness of the rain, she heard him say this in a voice that was colder than the rain.
The other hand that was not restrained pulled off the wet and heavy clothes, and Nian Xiang's kiss was violent. The snow-white neck was red and purple, looking bright red and messy in the rain.
"Doesn't it matter?" She stared into his eyes and asked every word.