Catching a glimpse of Su Mian's appearance, Di Lin leaned forward, put his lips close to Su Mian's ear, and asked in a bad way: "Why does it smell sour? [26nbsp;]"
Su Mian was saved by his sudden change of topic, but he didn't understand and brought it back. He replied obediently: "Sour? Where did the sour taste come from?"
Unexpectedly, Di Lin paused and said softly: "I'm jealous."
Di Lin's voice was just like his body temperature. It was always cold, with a hint of coolness in its low tone, but it was hard to forget after hearing it once. He had always been aloof, passively accepting offerings from others.
Never talk about love.
This habit seems to have been broken.
Or maybe, after meeting her, the habits he had stuck to had begun to crack. Amnesia made him live lonely for hundreds of years, but he never expected to take in a lively and innocent little slave like Su Mingsun.
, she was like a cobweb densely covered with the cold fortress in his heart. It only took a little chance for his fortress to turn into powder.
Su Ming was stunned for a moment, then he looked embarrassed when he realized it, shook his head very arrogantly, and said, "You think too much."
Di Lin put his arms around her and repeated in a low voice: "Am I thinking too much?" After saying that, a pair of golden eyes stared straight at Su Ming.
Su Mian's head felt hot for some reason, and while shaking her head, she said fiercely: "Are you just relying on me to like you and always bullying me! Bullying me!" She didn't know where she got the courage.
Talking to the master so arrogantly, if she had this attitude normally, she would definitely be strangled to death...
After saying it many times, the person holding her finally responded: "I like you too."
Su Mian's howling suddenly stopped, his mouth opened wide, as if he didn't expect to hear these words, and his face was at a loss.
She looked so stupid with her mouth open. Di Lin looked at her, but smiled slightly and sighed: "I like how you are... jealous of me."
The shocks were getting bigger each time, and Su Mian's brain seemed to have recovered some of its sensitivity under such shocks. He immediately grabbed the tail end of the topic and said, "Are you confessing to me?"
Di Lin reached out and rubbed her face, then smiled and said, "Yes."
"ah?"
Di Lin said: "I like you, little slave."
When he said this, he didn't know what he thought of. Di Lin's smile went from shallow to deep, and he really laughed, a relieved and complete smile.
The whole impression of Di Lin is that of being extremely cold, but unfortunately his appearance is indelibly handsome. Although his appearance has not changed since he possessed Fu Yunzhan, it makes people feel that something has changed. Now.
When he really laughed, Su Mingshu was dumbfounded and stared at him, the love in his eyes not knowing how to hide it.
The little slave became a complete little fool in his smile, but Di Lin suppressed his smile, caressed her face and said: "Little fool..." He seemed to be sighing, and his eyes were thoughtful as he sighed.
What was he thinking about? After a long time, those emotions disappeared. Di Lin's eyes returned to silence, but they were no longer indifferent.
"I'm going to do something." Di Lin said calmly: "Wait for me at home. We will go somewhere when we come back."
Thank you all for your support!! I will gradually adjust. These chapters are relatively warm and pave the way for the relationship between the male and female protagonists, and serve as a key to the development of the subsequent story...