"Master, I am serious." Her head was not filled with straw. Xiahou Xiyue buried her head in his warm embrace and protested sadly.
I don't know when she stopped being afraid of him, and I don't know when she started to fall in love with him. Her heart fell on him.
"I'm serious too. Just stop thinking about things like this. I'll be fine." Duanmu Xiu raised her pretty face and wiped her tears while he couldn't help but sigh, "
Xiaoyue, when will you change your habit of crying?"
Her tears and her crying would make him feel inexplicably irritated.
"Um, does the young master hate me?" Xiahou Xiyue immediately blinked at him nervously with her watery eyes.
"Yes, I hate it when people cry till they have tears and snot in front of me. Don't you know that you are ugly? This will make you even uglier." Duanmu Xiu had a vicious mouth and criticized mercilessly, but
The hand that wiped her tears was so gentle that he didn't dare to use force, as if he was worried that his hand would hurt her delicate cheeks.
"Ah..." No, I was disgusted by the young master, and the tears that had just stopped filled my eyes again.
"If your tears dare to fall, I will throw you out of the window." How could this girl's tear ducts be so developed? Tears came as soon as she asked. Duanmu Xiu put on a handsome face and growled in a fierce tone.
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"Well..." When he yelled, the tears that were about to fall were immediately yelled back.
"Don't cry anymore. Don't let me see you shed tears again. Xiahou Xiyue, your death is coming. Look at how you look now. You are so ugly."
How cruel, Duanmu Xiu thought to himself as he saw her being yelled at so hard that she didn't dare to cry anymore.
In fact, she didn't look ugly at all when she cried, her pear blossoms with raindrops looked very endearing, but he hated her tears and her crying.
Xiahou Xiyue didn't dare to cry anymore. She just blinked her beautiful eyes, which became clearer after being baptized by tears, and looked at him with fascination.
When I met him before, his expression was the indifference of Number One Thousand and One. After gradually getting along with him, he gradually talked more and his expression was no longer the indifference of Number One Thousand and One. He would laugh,
She gets angry, furious, irritable, aggressive, and curses, and when she scolds her, she is particularly vicious and vicious.
But no matter how viciously he scolded her, she never felt that he had any malice toward her. Instead, it made her feel warm.
Well, it's amazing, it turns out that she is a masochist. She was scolded and brutalized by him, but she actually felt that it was a very happy thing.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Wiping the tears from her face, he found that she was staring straight at him with her beautiful eyes that were so clear that they could reflect his appearance, without saying a word.
He frowned, feeling a little embarrassed when she looked at him like this.
"Master doesn't like me crying, then I won't cry anymore." After being washed away by tears, a sweet smile gradually appeared on his cheeks that looked more delicate and charming.
"You have to keep your word." She is simply a crybaby. He is very grateful that she can control herself to cry less.
"Master, don't underestimate other people's confidence." He said this. Shouldn't he be happy to encourage her?
