Unfortunately, Tuoba Hong didn't know that she was in this mood at all. He just thought that she was still angry - any woman who suffered such great grievances was naturally angry. Just like she used to act spoiled, everything, would be
It will disappear.
He was more attentive, more patient, and even humble, saying a lot of good things to her.
But all this is in vain.
She couldn't hear a word.
Just pushing him away desperately - with a truly profound disgust.
If you don’t love it, you won’t love it anymore.
Women are quite resistant to the hugs of men they don’t love.
Even her taste was unfamiliar with him and she couldn't stand it at all.
It seems like a kind of forced, destroyed, and completely defiled - no no, no, don't hug it.
She pushed and shoved desperately.
But he hugged him tighter.
With a burning feeling: "Miaolian...Miaolian...Let's reconcile? Can you make up??"
Reconcile?
Can a broken hand be re-connected?
She quietly looked at her palms-looking at those broken palms.
Look at those irreversible scars - even if they are healed, they no longer hurts, but a scar will eventually be generated, reminding everything in the past at all times.
"Miaolian... Let's make up... make up, can we make up?"
She shook her head and was very calm: "No! Your Majesty, we can't make up..."
He was angry and even puzzled.
Why not?
Even if I make mistakes, don’t you even give me the chance to correct me?
Moreover, I have come to pick her up, can't it?
no!
Feng Miaolian's attitude was very firm - she didn't even want to comfort him when he was weak during his nightmare - what is a big man who has a nightmare?
Compared to his long three or four years of cold palace career, what is his hardship?
And, it's not bitter yet, right?
She pushed him away heavily, and couldn't develop any pity for him. Seeing his tall and majestic appearance, how proud of his past spring breeze? How can I be worth pitying him?