He sat down on the side, thinking, Shuilian, was she afraid of being disappointed again? Just because of disappointment, she didn't even have the courage to try?
He stared at her angry face, which was almost distorted. [26nbsp;] In his heart, it was actually gradually bright.
This is the contradiction between herself and her. It is irreconcilable.
Perhaps, it is located between love.
As long as this problem is not solved - internal and external troubles will come in endlessly -
God knows that his pressure will not be less than her at all. However, he is a practical person and never hurts the spring and the autumn.
Instead of wasting time, it is better to work hard and strive for miracles.
Many people often say that as long as you truly love each other, everything else doesn't matter, and identity, status, money, all are not important. Of course, for two people with equal conditions, these are indeed not important. However, if one side is a rich man
The other side is a pauper - the pauper said that I just love him, and nothing else is, so it is not important for him and me to make a fortune. What matters is just love!
This is a typical Aq spirit.
Little do they know that if we really love each other, isn’t everything possible to share? Everything can be dedicated? Everything can be separated from each other?
He quietly went out and did not bother her again.
When Shuilian heard the quilt silently around him, he lifted the quilt. Sure enough, the emperor disappeared. This time, he must have been angry. His enthusiasm was extinguished by the water. No one felt uncomfortable, right?
A palace maid came in at the door and waited quietly.
They are not deaf in such quarrels. But who dares to say more?
Shui Lian sat up and asked Pearl: "Where has Your Majesty gone?"
"I don't know either."
At this moment, the door opened silently. Because his movements were too light, she didn't notice them at all. When she met his gaze, she was surprised to find that he had personally brought in some strange things.
She forgot about embarrassment and only looked at what was in his hand.
Moreover, there was no slight anger on his face. Instead, he looked very happy when he saw her sitting up, and he was mysteriously: "Little Devil, you are just about to get up. Lying down quickly..."
"what?"
"Lying down obediently, don't ask more questions."
How could Shui Lian not ask more? Because she clearly saw those strange things being lit and placed in a strange wooden hood, a faint light smoke and a strong smell of mugwort came out.