According to legend, the wedding dress that the Weaver Girl tailors herself is the red robe that she saw just now, isn't it?
If what she is remembering is really the memory from nine lives ago, then isn't she the legendary Lotus Fairy?
Is the woman in the dream the same as she was nine lives ago?
Xue Mo's expression suddenly became very panicked, and he said nervously, "If I say I am, will you leave me?"
Xiaoxiao reached out and held his face, stared into his eyes intently, and said word by word, "There is a demon who loves me so much, why should I leave him stupidly?"
"you mean?"
Xiaoxiao slowly approached him and whispered, "Even if you are a monster, you are still a monster worthy of my love. Although I only remembered a little of the memories from thousands of years ago, I believe that in the future, I will slowly
It takes me so long to remember, how we met, how we got to know each other, how we fell in love, I will definitely remember."
Xue Mo moved his lips towards hers passionately, pressed hers gently, hugged her waist, and whispered her name in a low voice, "Xiang'er...Xiang'er..."
Lips and teeth entangled, his warm tears fell on her face, slowly falling on their lips that were touching each other.
"Xiang'er, will you wait for me? Give me some time, and when I handle everything, I will follow you to the end of the world and never leave you."
After the passionate kiss, a slight blush appeared on his pale face, adding a bit of strange charm to his peerless appearance.
"Well, I'll wait for you."
She gently touched his beautiful face, her heart filled with love.
If she was unsure about being with Xuanyuan Che, it must be because she didn't love him enough.
She had never been so determined in her heart. At this moment, all she was thinking about was him.
It was obviously the first time they met, but her heart was beating deeply for him.
Even though they are separated by thousands of years, the love that has penetrated into the bone marrow still deeply affects the two of them.
It was like being in a vast sea of people, just one glance identified each other.