Aorong curled his lips in disgust, "Prince Liu, are you okay?"
Why can't I get rid of this man? I see him everywhere I go. It's really annoying.
But if he dares to use his crooked ideas this time, she won't fall for it again.
Liu Jiyuan smiled bitterly when he heard this. Her greeting was filled with sharp sarcasm that made him heartbroken.
Only God knows how he spent the past year?
The moment he found out that she was killed in the bombing, he felt uneasy. He didn't believe it, so he searched around like crazy, and even made people stare at the movements of the Nanping Palace, just to get the news about her smoothly.
Only then did he know the specific whereabouts of Jun Aorong, so he rushed over to see with his own eyes that she was safe and sound.
But her sharp words hurt his heart, but he could only bear it silently. It was all his own fault.
He shouldn't have kidnapped her in the first place, he wouldn't have been attracted to her. If he hadn't been attracted to her, he wouldn't have ended up in the embarrassing situation he is in today.
But his face showed nothing, and he slightly tilted his head, "Thanks to you, Miss Jun, everything is fine."
Aorong looked at him for a few times. His appearance was still unnaturally handsome, but his expression was a little haggard, his body was thin, and his white clothes looked very roomy.
She suddenly asked, "Are you losing weight? Why are you so thin?"
A faint joy flashed across Liu Jiyuan's eyes. Is she caring about me?
Aorong felt his hand hurt, looked at Qingcang inexplicably, and asked silently: What did I say wrong?
But she said, "Do you have any good tips on how to lose weight? I feel like I've been a little fat recently."
Being fed like a pig by Qing Cang every day, I feel a little fleshy in my belly.
What does half ocean and half fire mean? This is it
Just now, Liu Jiyuan felt as light as walking on the clouds, but now he was poured with a bucket of ice water from head to toe, making him feel completely cold.
Qingcang raised the corner of his mouth, "Prince Liu, don't keep it secret, good things must be shared with everyone."
"Humph" Liu Jiyuan snorted coldly, turned around and sat back in his seat.
Aorong stared at his back with dissatisfaction. Who is this person? He was so proud and pulled the sleeves of the people around him. He asked softly, "What does he mean?"
The smile on the corner of Qingcang's mouth became more and more obvious, "Prince Liu is too stingy and refuses to share with us. There is nothing we can do. Everyone has his own ambitions, so we can't force it."