An Xiaoruo's little head, which was nestled closely in the Fanyin Ran Sheng, suddenly raised his head and looked at the handsome face as calm as water, like a god, with confusion on his face: "Why do you have such an idea?
"
Fanyin Ran Sheng did not get confused because of An Xiaoruo's sudden question. Her starry eyes were full of tenderness and sincerity, and her long white fingers gently rubbed An Xiaoruo's hair: "I'm tired.
I don’t want to worry about the blood clan’s affairs anymore, I just want to be with Xiaoruo.”
"But, if the vampire clan doesn't have a king? The vampire clan will be in chaos, and all those princes are eyeing your position eagerly, aren't you worried?" An Xiaoruo didn't believe it, he didn't believe it, the Fanyin Ran she knew
Sheng is an irresponsible person who would sacrifice the happiness of others for his own selfish desires. She really doesn't believe it.
I don't know why? The subconscious feeling that he is not Sheng is even stronger in his heart. Even with such a handsome face that is as angry as an immortal and so handsome, An Xiaoruo can't even feel the slightest trace of the former Sheng.
her feelings.
"Xiao Ruo, don't you want to be with me?"
An Xiaoruo clearly saw the sadness in Sheng's eyes. Such an expression was something An Xiaoruo had never seen before. Sheng in his impression always had only one expression, which was indifferent, quiet, ethereal, and inaccessible.
That kind of.
It is because he is so beautiful and dreamlike that An Xiaoruo wants to destroy this quiet, indifferent and harmonious atmosphere, even if he hates it, he hates it, he resists it, An Xiaoruo
I just can't help but get close to him. Maybe it's because they both have the same blood flowing in their bodies? They both have a very special feeling for their relatives.
(Tang:-_-|||Don’t make excuses for your astringent nature!! Ruo Bianzui: That’s right! I’m not a pervert! Sheng fans scorned in unison: If you’re not perverted, there will be ghosts, just know that you always want to
Knock down our Lord Sheng, ╭(╯^╰)╮If:...)
"No... I just think... you have changed."
Even when facing such a face, An Xiaoruo couldn't bear to hurt him, just because her Sheng was too beautiful and too holy. An Xiaoruo could only look up to such a god-like man from a distance and not desecrate it.
, just like her net.
(Sugar: I have already been blasphemed by you, okay! If you are shy: I want to expose others! Suang:-_-|||)
"Don't you like me now?" Fanyin Ran Sheng hugged An Xiaoruo's waist without any scruples, her eyes became more and more gentle, and An Xiaoruo's whole heart seemed to be intoxicated, but this annoying rose fragrance
It really made An Xiaoruo uncomfortable.
This fragrance even reminds him all the time that he is not Sheng at all. Although this kind of Sheng is very gentle and desirable, An Xiaoruo doesn't like him like this and doesn't want him to be irresponsible.
Therefore, she would not let such a person blaspheme the perfect brother in her mind.
An Xiaoruo looked straight at Fanyin Ran Sheng's pair of gentle and boring blue-purple silver eyes, knowing very clearly in her heart that he was not her Sheng at all, but the masculine temperament of this pretending Sheng should be very good.
, otherwise I wouldn’t have performed this role so naturally.
"You are not Sheng." She restrained her attachment, her eyes filled with coldness.