"Can you please stop crying? I really can't let you go back now, please stop crying, okay? I'll give you wedding candies, okay?" Mu Yang took out two from the inn.
Xitang sat down next to her, and was so disturbed by her crying that she had a headache.
"Woo... I don't want wedding candy... I just want to repair... Wow..." Seeing the two wedding candies in his palm, Xiahou Xiyue cried even louder, feeling that he was treating her like a little girl to coax her.
, she has long passed the period of not crying when given sweets.
"Auntie, what are you going to do to stop crying? Except for Duanmu Xiu, as long as you don't cry, I can do anything you ask me to do." Mu Yang was about to be defeated by her tear offensive. In this life, besides being afraid of the master,
What he fears most is women's tears, and the strange thing is that this little woman's tears actually make him feel distressed. He doesn't want to see her cry, he doesn't want to see her tears, he is crazy, he must be
crazy.
"I don't want anything, I just want Duanmu Xiu... ugh... cough..." Xiahou Xiyue's tears flowed more fiercely, she was a little out of breath from crying, and someone who looked at her started to feel a little worried.
"Don't mention Duanmu Xiu again." Mu Yang was a little angry when he heard her mention Duanmu Xiu's name frequently.
"Ugh..." He seemed to be angry. He didn't like her mentioning Duanmu Xiu.
It hurts me so much, please untie me and I won't cry."
"No, if I let you loose, wouldn't you take the opportunity to escape?" Mu Yang immediately shook his head and said.
"Ugh... But my wrist really hurts... You bully others... Are you a grown man... afraid that you can't look down on me, a little woman... It really hurts..." Xiahou Xiyue
The look on his face was even more aggrieved.
The rouge on her face was blurred by her tears, and she looked a bit scary, but her watery eyes washed by tears were even more bright and moving, so pitiful that they seemed to be able to speak, charming, and a little crying.
The hoarse voice revealed a hint of irresistible coquettishness.
"As long as you don't cry, I will untie you." Mu Yang said impulsively, a little hot-headed.
"I won't cry, please untie me quickly." Xiahou Xiyue shed her tears immediately and immediately put her hands bound by the fairy rope in front of him.
"Your tears are really magical. They can be released and released freely." Seeing the tears on her face that stopped at every turn, Mu Yang suddenly felt that it was an eye-opener. He stretched out his fingers, recited two spells in his mouth, and tied them to her
The fairy rope tied to his body immediately disappeared.
Did he really help her loosen her ties? She didn't expect her tears to have such an effect. She thought they were only useful to Duanmu Xiu.
She ran away when she wasn't paying attention. Duanmu Xiu must be looking for her anxiously now. He would be very anxious knowing that she was missing.
"Look, the makeup on your face is all gone from crying, like a painted cat. Let me wipe it for you." Mu Yang took out a handkerchief, held up her chin with one hand, and wiped her gently.
Wiping the rouge that had been melted by tears on her face, her dark eyes slowly and involuntarily filled with inexplicable emotions. "Can you please stop crying? I really can't let you go back now, please don't cry."
Okay? Can I give you some wedding candies?" Mu Yang took out two wedding candies from the inn and sat down next to her. Her crying made her have a headache.
"Woo... I don't want wedding candy... I just want to repair... Wow..." Seeing the two wedding candies in his palm, Xiahou Xiyue cried even louder, feeling that he was treating her like a little girl to coax her.
, she has long passed the period of not crying when given sweets.
"Auntie, what are you going to do to stop crying? Except for Duanmu Xiu, as long as you don't cry, I can do anything you ask me to do." Mu Yang was about to be defeated by her tear offensive. In this life, besides being afraid of the master,
What he fears most is women's tears, and the strange thing is that this little woman's tears actually make him feel distressed. He doesn't want to see her cry, he doesn't want to see her tears, he is crazy, he must be
crazy.
"I don't want anything, I just want Duanmu Xiu... ugh... cough..." Xiahou Xiyue's tears flowed more fiercely, she was a little out of breath from crying, and someone who looked at her started to feel a little worried.
"Don't mention Duanmu Xiu again." Mu Yang was a little angry when he heard her mention Duanmu Xiu's name frequently.
"Ugh..." He seemed to be angry. He didn't like her mentioning Duanmu Xiu.
It hurts me so much, please untie me and I won't cry."
"No, if I let you loose, wouldn't you take the opportunity to escape?" Mu Yang immediately shook his head and said.
"Ugh... But my wrist really hurts... You bully others... Are you a grown man... afraid that you can't look down on me, a little woman... It really hurts..." Xiahou Xiyue
The look on his face was even more aggrieved.
The rouge on her face was blurred by her tears, and she looked a bit scary, but her watery eyes washed by tears were even more bright and moving, so pitiful that they seemed to be able to speak, charming, and a little crying.
The hoarse voice revealed a hint of irresistible coquettishness.
"As long as you don't cry, I will untie you." Mu Yang said impulsively, a little hot-headed.
"I won't cry, please untie me quickly." Xiahou Xiyue shed her tears immediately and immediately put her hands bound by the fairy rope in front of him.
"Your tears are really magical. They can be released and released freely." Seeing the tears on her face that stopped at every turn, Mu Yang suddenly felt that it was an eye-opener. He stretched out his fingers, recited two spells in his mouth, and tied them to her
The fairy rope tied to his body immediately disappeared.
Did he really help her loosen her ties? She didn't expect her tears to have such an effect. She thought they were only useful to Duanmu Xiu.
She ran away when she wasn't paying attention. Duanmu Xiu must be looking for her anxiously now. He would be very anxious knowing that she was missing.
"Look, the makeup on your face is all gone from crying, like a painted cat. Let me wipe it for you." Mu Yang took out a handkerchief, held up her chin with one hand, and wiped her gently.
He wiped the rouge on his face that had been melted by tears, and involuntarily, inexplicable emotions slowly settled in his dark eyes.
