"It's a deal." Xin Jiefeng turned around and ran away happily, looking like he was really going to be the groom's official.
Xia Ziluo's mouth twitched: "No matter how powerful a man is, he will float down from the clouds and turn into a pig when he falls in love."
"Who said that? I haven't changed. I've always been the dashing Prince Xiao!" Murong Xitian hugged Xia Ziluo and rubbed his warm lips against her ear and temples. His intentions were obviously evil.
"Well, it hasn't changed." Xia Ziluo nodded solemnly, "You are already a pig. No matter how you change, you will still be a pig. You will not be promoted to Zhu Bajie, don't worry."
"Luo'er..." Murong Xitian angrily picked up Xia Ziluo, and in a flash the two of them folded into a ball and lay on the bed.
The curtain in front of the bed was immediately lowered, and the red candle flickered for a moment, and the candlelight slowly dimmed.
In the blink of an eye, there was only one candlestick left in the brightly lit room, and the weak light made the atmosphere in the room extremely ambiguous.
Outside the house, a sudden strong wind raged.
Xi Muyun, who was the first to leave and go straight to the target, arrived at Ju Qing's residence immediately and kicked open Ju Qing's door without any explanation.
Xin Jifeng just told him that Ju Qing was packing her luggage and planned to sneak away.
In his impatience, he forgot that his relationship with Ju Qing was at a sensitive stage, so he kicked the door open and blew Ju Qing out.
"Xi Muyun, what are you doing? Do you want to cause trouble or challenge?" Ju Qing put her hands on her hips and yelled at Xi Muyun.
When Xi Muyun saw Ju Qing, he immediately changed from a menacing tiger-beater to a cute kitten.
"Qing'er..." He stepped forward, but did not dare to go too far. He looked at Ju Qing from two steps away.
"It's so sour. You don't think your tooth hurts. I feel like vomiting." Ju Qing's furious face became slightly unnatural, "I'll give you a five-digit number. If you can't tell me why you kicked my door open, I'll kill you."
Kick him out."
"I miss you." It's simple and direct, and it doesn't even take a second.
Xi Muyun boldly spoke out what was in his heart.
Ju Qing was stunned for a moment, with a hint of blush on her cheeks. She suddenly felt a little tight in the chest and out of breath, and her heartbeat was pounding, as if she was going crazy while practicing martial arts.
This feeling was so terrible that Ju Qing instinctively thought of running away.
"Go away, who wants you to think like a duck?" Without thinking, Ju Qing punched him.
But her pink little fist missed the point and instead of knocking Xi Muyun away, she fell into his clutches and was tightly held by him.
"You..." Ju Qing glared.
But Xi Muyun boldly pulled her over, and their faces were almost touching each other: "Qing'er, please stop making trouble? I haven't been back for so long, haven't you missed me?"
"I don't want to." Ju Qing's voice slowly turned cold.
Xi Muyun didn't expect Ju Qing to be so direct, and his expression changed again and again: "Qing'er... my time is limited, and I have to leave for home the day after tomorrow. Can you go back with me?"
"not good."
"Qing'er..." Xi Muyun also grabbed Ju Qing with her other hand.
Ju Qing was forced to raise her head and meet his gaze. When her black pupils full of wisdom and heroism fell into his eyes, she vaguely saw her own reflection.
She was stunned for a moment, and then turned her head unnaturally: "Didn't we agree that you would take the royal road of your prince, and I would take the road of my chivalrous woman? Why, as an upright man, you actually want to regret it?"
