Su Xiner gently twirled her toes and looked at the red-hot charcoal in the brazier. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her fair forehead and the tip of her pretty nose. Her chest heaved and her cheeks flushed again and again.
She seemed to be cheering herself up. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Agutai boldly. Her eyes were clear and full of enthusiasm, "Master Agutai, I, I want to ask you a question."
Agutai seemed to be evading, not daring to look into her eyes. He immediately looked away and said, "Say."
"You, are you willing to go to Ningzhou with us? You can open a spice shop in Ningzhou, and you can also build a flower garden again. Anyway, Mo'er is here... Hey, even if Mo'er is not here, we can still do it...
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She spoke very hastily, and after she finished speaking, her eyes felt empty and her mind went white. She didn't dare to think about anything anymore, and it was buzzing.
She was waiting for Agutai's answer, but was afraid of his answer, as if she knew a thunder was coming, but was afraid and cautious, not knowing when the thunderbolt would fall.
Agutai then turned to look at her. Something bright flashed in his deep blue eyes, but then gradually disappeared.
"I, I want to stay here for a while, research my batch of spices, and then go somewhere else." His voice was a little soft, and Su Xin'er sounded even more ethereal.
When the sound entered her ears, she felt sad and evasive.
He should have known her thoughts from the moment he stepped into this room.
The reason why I didn't refuse was... out of good intentions and to take care of her self-esteem.
If you had any self-awareness, you should stand up and say goodbye immediately.
It's just...if you leave, will you never have another chance?
Now that I am older, how long can I wait?
Once separated, when will we meet again?
If he doesn't like himself now, will he like himself even less in the future?
Think about it, for a long time, Mo'er was busy with big things and was recruited into the palace. She helped her second brother in Xianglou and spent time with Agutai. At that time, she must have liked him.
When she was sad, he would comfort her, tell her jokes, and carefully tell her stories about various spices.
He also said that she was like a rose, strong and beautiful, and gave her a unique and unique perfume.
At that time, I was probably moved, but I just didn't dare to admit it.
