"I'm not sure about this either." Mu Yuanchen smiled and lowered his eyes, not meeting An Luoluo's gaze.
"So, what can you tell me?" An Luoluo's eyes darkened.
That palace obviously wanted the lives of all the ancient warriors, and she was among them at that time. If she hadn't been lucky, she would have died.
"Luoluo, you like Situ Ran, right?" Mu Yuanchen suddenly met An Luoluo's gaze, his warm amber eyes flashing with seriousness, and his handsome face was full of seriousness.
Seriously, seriously, he wanted to know An Luoluo's feelings for Situ Ran very seriously.
"Why are you asking this?" When Situ Ran was mentioned, An Luoluo felt sad for a while.
"Tell me, do you like him?" Mu Yuanchen's eyes became intense, as if he would not give up until he heard the answer to this question.
"Yes, I like him." An Luoluo raised her head and looked at Mu Yuanchen with bright black eyes. She just liked Situ Ran, and she had liked him since the first time they met five years ago.
Just because I liked him, I forced myself on him. Just because I liked him, I couldn't bear it anymore, facing the trumpet Situ Ran, so I let Situ Lan do his little tricks and exposed myself in front of Situ Ran.
Like, like, like, really like it.
But, so what if I like it again?
She hurt him and almost killed him.
How does this make her face him and say that she likes him so, so much?
An Luoluo wanted to cry.
"Then you go back to him, live a simple life with him, and be a housewife." Mu Yuanchen felt sad for a while when he looked at An Luoluo's white hair and his appearance of wanting to cry.
He didn't expect that she, who faced Situ Ran so coldly and calmly, would actually have such deep feelings for Situ Ran. At the beginning, he shouldn't have thought like that.
"Simple life? Housewife?" An Luoluo's eyes widened. This was not the first time she heard words like this.
It seems that since she regained her memory, many people she met have told her to live a simple life.
But why?
Without thinking, An Luoluo asked.
"Luoluo, don't ask about these things. You just need to know that I will not harm you and everything I do is for your own good." Mu Yuanchen's face darkened and he glanced away.
"What are you talking about? I'm getting more and more curious now." An Luoluo curled her lips and smiled seductively. That signature smile silently told others that she, An Luoluo, could not interfere and live a simple life.
.
When Mu Yuanchen said this, it was obvious that those things should have something to do with him.
"Luoluo, don't be so stubborn, okay? You just need to hide behind us. There is no need to fight so hard." Mu Yuanchen pursed his lips, his eyes filled with helplessness.
"Either you tell me, or I ask the man who went inside to look at you when I rescued you before." An Luoluo raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and had a calm look on his face. One look at him told him that Mu Yuanchen was convinced.
"Luoluo." Mu Yuanchen was still making his final death struggle.
"Then let me ask that person. I believe that person will not hide it." An Luoluo smiled, with crooked eyes, eyebrows, and lips. It seemed that the smile was bright, but there was a hint of coldness in it.
