479 The Sweet End of the First Meeting of Two People
The demon girl was forced to do nothing, so she said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
Qu Luo then smiled, picked up the man, and walked towards the backyard.
It was as if he had given all the initiative to himself, and it was up to him to decide whether to accept or reject it.
Why wasn't it discovered?
When she was holding on to the past that she couldn't forget, there was already someone standing there, waiting for her for a long, long time...
Those eyes were almost the same as when he was very young.
Domineering, stubborn, gentle...
The demon girl smiled, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him back...
The beating heartbeat made the Demon Girl suddenly have the illusion that she had become some kind of treasure and was being taken extremely seriously by him.
He looked at her hands and muttered: "These hands look best when they are shooting arrows."
"Have you seen me shoot arrows?" The Demon Lady yawned lazily. She remembered that when the two of them were together, she rarely went to the royal hunting grounds.
Qu Luo's eyes darkened: "I've seen it a few times."
It was also at that time that he knew that he had thoughts about this person that he shouldn't have.
The royal hunting ground was originally a place he could not go to. As the designated heir of the Qu family, he was well protected and even had to pretend to be a girl and be raised in an unknown place.
Of course, that does not mean that he will become a waste. The Qu family wanted to develop him as a weapon among officials from the beginning, so he does not need to train on horseback in the royal hunting ground every day like the heirs of other families.
sword.
However, since he was a child, he has been extremely competitive, and the only person he wants to win is the prince in the palace.
After completing the lessons taught by the master, he would take the butler to the royal hunting ground.
He still remembered that the sunshine that day was very dazzling. It was obviously the end of autumn, but it was as bright as summer.
He saw the girl in red, tall and tall, mounting her horse beautifully and neatly. The bow and arrow drawn were full of arcs, and her fair face was extremely beautiful.
I felt strangely in my heart that this person... was really beautiful. Even the blood droplets splashed on her cheeks after she shot the arrow had a poppy-like and enchanting feeling.
He didn't know how long he had been watching.
I still vaguely remember the feeling back then.
The blood was stirring from the body, as if something was about to break out of its shell.
He has never been so eager and eager to get something like that moment...
Not everyone can afford the lessons he received when he was young. He learned how interests are involved between people, and how to weigh the pros and cons appropriately.
There are very few people close to him. Except for his husband and the housekeeper, no one knows him, let alone has any friends.
As a musician's weapon, he grew up in this situation.
If it hadn't been for that day when he watched her shoot an arrow and forgot how to walk back to the small garden, he wouldn't have been picked up by her...
"Oh... I remember." The Demon Girl smiled and leaned against him lazily: "The first time we met was at the Royal Hunting Ground. At that time, you didn't like to talk to people at all, and you crouched in the grass and hid.
, I almost shot an arrow into you."
The demon girl closed her eyes, and she just wanted to laugh when she thought of the precocious little Doudin she once was.
Qu Luo pinched her chin and curled his thin lips evilly: "That wasn't the first time we met."
"Huh?" The demon girl opened her eyelids. She didn't think her memory would be wrong.
Qu Luo seemed to have seen through what she was thinking, and his deep voice was hoarse: "I have known you for a long time before you saw me."
"Huh?" The Demon Girl became interested: "When?"
Qu Luo hugged the person leaning on him, so proud that he would not tell the person in his arms that he secretly watched her shoot the arrow.
However, that was indeed the first time he saw her from the front.
In the cold wind, she stretched out a hand towards him. The fingers were not as rough as she imagined, but were too long and white.
He squatted in the grass, looked up, and saw a pair of burning eyes, very deep, very lazy, and extremely beautiful.
The heavy snow blew her fur robes, and her face slightly raised its chin, showing thoughtful etiquette but maintaining just the right amount of pride.
That was the first time in his life that he and she looked at each other, and there was tenderness in her eyes.
Just like a person who has been crawling in the darkness for a long time and suddenly encounters the first ray of sunlight, he will feel hot and dazzling.
Instinctively want to hold on and never let go...
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