A soft sigh suddenly sounded from behind, which seemed to be filled with helplessness and infinite love.
Mu Yanxi's whole body froze.
Warm hands held her shoulders, picked her up from the ground, and pushed her into his arms without hesitation.
Her cheeks, which had been blown by the wind for a long time, were ice cold, but his chest was as warm as spring, dispelling the coldness on her face little by little.
There was an intoxicating breath in the warm chest, and he pressed her head with one hand and pressed it tightly against it.
His powerful heartbeat seemed a little hurried, beating a little fast, and a little disorderly.
She was stunned for a few seconds, then pushed him away, glared at him and said, "Sir, men and women cannot be intimate."
In the long and narrow eyes, the dark jade-like eyes flowed with dreamlike and intoxicating brilliance, and he stared at her tenderly, "Yan Xi..."
He took a step forward and reached out to gently wipe away the tears that had not yet dried up from the corners of her eyes. There seemed to be sparks shining in his eyes, illuminating them and making people see clearly the trace of joy flowing out of her charming eyes.
"These tears are shed for me."
His voice is more intoxicating than his eyes...
Low, soft, rustling...
It clearly has a hint of temptation.
"My lord, you think too much. A woman who sheds tears for you is not a slave."
Chonghua's appearance made her feel a sense of unknown joy, but when she thought of what he had done before and those unbearable rumors, her face quickly darkened again, and her tone was cold, with a repulsive feeling.
of indifference.
She kept looking at her coldly, but Chonghua was not angry and said with a smile, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"
When she thought of that Shao'er, Mu Yanxi felt angry in her heart, and snorted coldly, "Of course it's your little Shao'er. Without her, there would still be Honglian, and without Honglian, there would be others. Anyway, how can we turn around?"
It won’t be my slave’s turn.”
Chonghua was stunned for a moment, then the smile on his lips deepened a little, and then he stretched out his hand to take her into his arms.
This time, Mu Yanxi did not let her succeed and immediately took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from him.
Chonghua stood one meter away, looking at her tenderly, smiling slightly, and said softly, "Yan Xi, I don't miss you every day."
Suddenly.
My heart felt as if something had hit me hard.
This time, it was not pain, but indescribable joy.
For a moment, my heart skipped a beat.
"Master Chonghua is not afraid that your little spoon will hear these words? Master Chonghua is following other women for fun, but at the same time he is thinking about me every day. I am really touched..."
A series of harsh and mean words came out of her mouth, and she was shocked. She didn't expect that she would say such mean and jealous words to other women.
What does it have to do with her whether he has fun with other women or not?
Why did she say those words?
The words had been spoken, and even if she regretted them, it was too late.
Her face looked a little ugly.
A little embarrassed and a little ashamed.
She stared at him with wide eyes and shouted deliberately fiercely, "Master Chonghua, please save these words for other women. I'm just a small person in Honglou who doesn't even have a name. I can't reach you."
.”
The smile on Chonghua's lips deepened.
There was clearly ecstasy passing through his eyes.
His eyes have never been so intoxicating, nor so gentle.
Like the spring breeze in March, like the gurgling water of a stream, like the light of the brightest night pearl in the world.