Concubine Mo Fei was originally very angry, but the roar she just made vented some of her anger, and now she calmed down.
However, she didn't like the taste of the wine and pushed him resistingly, "Tuoba Luo, let me go, it stinks!"
"Feifei...why do I feel like I haven't seen you for a lifetime after we haven't seen each other for just a few days?" Tuoba Luo kissed her hard on the cheek and said naa.
He knew that she didn't like the taste of wine. The year his father left, he was really depressed for a long time. Although he was not a big man, he learned to drink.
It was Concubine Mo Fei, although she kept yelling about the smell of wine, she persisted in enlightening him, telling jokes, making faces, and having endless fun. During that time, she was always with him, so he was so
Quickly stood up again
When I think about it now, I find that these memories are really intermittent. They are obviously so profound, but sometimes they are so chaotic...
Tuoba Luo thought to himself, is this an illness?
Obviously, he should be the most anxious about Concubine Mo Fei's fainting, but when he was in the study, he was a little cold and indifferent. Later, when he got closer to her, he realized that many things came out at once!
Like a flying saucer emerging from a cocoon, it suddenly occupied his head!
"Tuoba Luo, don't speak so sensationally. You are clearly in the house... but you have never been here. What are you thinking in your heart... and the guard at the door, what do you mean?"
Originally, he missed you a lot, which suddenly softened her heart. Perhaps, he was really busy with work. A man did have too many other responsibilities. Even though she was a little willful,
, you can’t be selfish and ask him to accompany you all day long, otherwise, even life will cost money for food and clothing!
However, his words, as if he had not seen her for a lifetime, suddenly aroused all her grievances.
Those lost memories, those fears of blankness, and the endless nightmares in the dark night. She couldn't even tell whether it was a dream or reality. The endless blackness and coldness, but no one told her not to