Come on, come on, no matter who loves whom, the goal is the same. Get some rest early, lest you lose energy when fighting again tomorrow."
Then, Nangong Wenchu stood up, returned to the place where he was lying just now, and closed his eyes. Although his face was calm, his heart was already turbulent, "Only love in the wrong way, love with the wrong person, love itself,
There is indeed nothing wrong..." Feng Muran's indifferent words kept echoing in his mind. Is there nothing wrong with love itself? It's just that I fell in love with the wrong person... After thinking about it, Nangong Wenchu just thought
I felt my heart gradually calm down, and fell asleep slowly, breathing evenly.
But Feng Muran was still sitting there, looking at the back of Nangong Wenchu lying on his side, his eyes burning. Wen Chu, Wen Chu, do you really think that this prince can't see it? Can't you see that the person you love is actually...
Is it a taboo? But, Wen Chu, why do you take this as the reason why you love the wrong person and think you should die first? No matter who you love, whether the world recognizes it or not, there is at least one thing that cannot be changed, that is,
There is nothing wrong with love. You may meet someone more suitable for you in the future, or you may feel that the love you have now is just an illusion, but no matter what, please don’t. Don’t feel that you are the one who should be sacrificed the most among the five people.
One... Feng Muran suddenly felt a little tired, and then closed his eyes.
For Nangong Yueyao, who is in the demon world, this is another brand new day. Nangong Yueyao often wonders if the current Sha Tian would be enjoying life if he had not traveled from modern times to Fengling Continent.
Nangong Yueyao was tired for the whole day and was lazily leaning on the recliner. Just when she was about to pick up the boring book on inner strength and take a look, she heard Huai Yi's voice in the distance.
"Miss Huang, Miss Huang," Huai Yi shouted loudly and ran to Nangong Yueyao's side, panting.
Nangong Yueyao looked at Huai Yi who was running over in a hurry, couldn't help but smile, and asked with a hint of fondness: "You should take it slow, why are you in such a hurry..." and then asked a little bit coquettishly.
: "Tell me, what's going on?"
While Huaiyi was panting heavily, he whispered: "Miss Huang... huh... oh, let me... let me take a breath first... huh..." While taking the opportunity to breathe hard, Huaiyi
He kept explaining to Nangong Yueyao.
Nangong Yueyao couldn't help laughing. This Huaiyi really looks a bit like her maid Xiaocui in the human world... Thinking about it, a soft light flashed in Nangong Yueyao's eyes.
Then Nangong Yueyao raised her hand, picked up the teacup on the table, handed it to Huai Yi and said, "Drink some tea first and take a break. Don't rush, don't rush."
Huai Yi no longer cared about the superiority of master and servant. As a result, Nangong Yueyao drank all the tea in her hand. Then she finally took a rest and said to Nangong Yueyao with a mysterious face: "Miss Huang, Huai Yi
I have heard some news...Miss Huang will definitely be very interested."
"Oh?" Nangong Yueyao looked at Huai Yi in confusion. What would she be interested in? Nangong Yueyao couldn't help but ask, "What news is it?"
Huai Yi couldn't help but smile proudly, shook his head, wiped his jelly-like face, and instantly changed from being in a hurry to being a little leisurely. Huai Yi whispered mysteriously: "Miss Huang, guess what."