He grabbed her arm, not knowing how terrifying his angry look was at this moment. He just looked directly into her eyes and said coldly: "Since you chose to ascend to immortality, everything in the past should be erased. Be pure and merciless.
Stay here and don’t think about anything, just do your own thing..."
She also became uncharacteristically stubborn, raised her head and looked directly at him, and said word by word: "Then I dare to ask Mr. Pojun Xing, do you want me to be so indifferent that I live like a zombie?"
"Lianxian, you have to pay attention to the words you use. You are a god, not a zombie!" He reminded her coldly.
She took a deep look at him and didn't understand why she was angry just now. She was silent for a moment, then she smiled self-deprecatingly and said faintly: "Mr. Pojun Xing, you said that gods should be pure and devoid of desires, so what did you do to me just now?"
What does it mean?"
He trembled and looked at her quietly, looking at the self-deprecating look on her lips. A complicated light flashed in his eyes. He let go of his hand and said coldly: "I just made a joke."
That’s all…”
After he said this, he turned around, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "I have something to do and have to go back to the palace. You can go back to Baihua Palace by yourself!"
Lian'er looked at him in disbelief, her words echoing in her ears.
The kiss he just kissed himself was just a joke? What about the previous kiss? It was just a joke?
She didn't even know when he left. She just held Jiao Weiqin and looked at his figure. Then she stretched out her hand and slowly touched her red and swollen lips, then shook her head and smiled. The smile was a little sad, but also
Somewhat desolate
She should have thought of it a long time ago... How could the majestic Pojun Xingjun take a little Lotus Immortal like her seriously?
She shouldn't forget about his two helpings and think he has her in his heart...
She should never pray for too much, right?
But she was held in his arms just now, and there was even residual warmth that belonged to him on her body. Could it be that him holding her and praising her music were just casual responses on his part?
What should she do to forget the tenderness he showed earlier and the two kisses he gave as a joke?
In the haze, Lian'er didn't even know how she returned to the Baihua Fairy Palace, nor did she notice how the fairies looked at her and whispered to each other. They kept locking themselves in the room and playing the piano constantly.