But to be honest, the man's voice is also very nice. But it sounds a bit like he is speaking in a very low voice, and he seems to be hiding something, so it always feels a bit weird.
In fact, if he didn't speak like this, his voice would be similar to Murong Xitian's, and it would sound like the sound of a cello.
Realizing what he was thinking about, Xia Ziluo immediately reached out and tapped his head.
Why is she a nymphomaniac again? People are asking questions!
"Actually, how should I put it?" Xia Ziluo felt a little confused about where to start. His head and heart were a little confused, "I was afraid of him at first. Because he shouldn't hate me, and I don't
The person he hated so much. But then I thought, he hates me because he doesn’t know the inside story, so it’s not to blame for those who don’t know. Then, I discovered that he is actually not scary at all. Hidden in his iceberg of coldness
Underneath the mask is a gentle heart."
Then, she found that she had fallen in love with him without realizing it.
But here comes the problem. She and Mu Rong Xitian are just like wintersweet will not bloom in summer and summer lotus will not bloom in winter, unless there is a miracle. But even if there is a miracle, it is just her wishful thinking.
Unrequited love destined to be fruitless!
Xia Ziluo suddenly sighed and turned her back to the man. Her body huddled up under the quilt, looking a little sad.
At this moment, Murong Xitian, who was staring closely at Xia Ziluo, his eyes were so hot that he seemed to be turning the cold night into a hot summer!
Could it be that she is...
"You... like him?" Murong Xitian had never been so nervous as he was now. He felt as if his heart was in his throat.
His sudden words shocked Xia Ziluo and left him speechless.
Yes, she really liked Murong Xitian.
However, she is fake, a fake, and he hates the real princess...
The tip of Xia Ziluo's nose felt a little sore, and she suddenly wanted to cry because of this strange man's question: "It's impossible, he and I are just friends, how can you like a good friend..."
Her slightly choked voice completely touched Murong Xitian's heart. The feeling that he had always wanted to ignore completely overflowed in his heart, filling his chest to the full.
Two people, one felt a little sad, and the other was so happy that he almost couldn't control himself.
Therefore, the room became quiet again. Occasionally, the sound of the cold wind howling by could be heard, and the windows were blown from time to time and made a slight "creep" sound.
After being silent for a long time, Xia Ziluo felt that her eyelids began to grow heavy. She was still ill, her energy was not as good as before, and her mood was also fluctuating, which made her feel sleepy and out of control.
To guard against wolves or something like that, Xia Ziluo had already forgotten about Murong Xitian as he talked about it.
In just a moment, Xia Ziluo closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, Murong Xitian, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stood up and walked gently to the bedside step by step.
The person on the bed seemed to be dreaming of something terrible. He crossed his arms on his chest in a defensive posture. After looking at her for a while, Murong Xitian reached out to open the brocade quilt, covered her with the quilt and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.
.
Are you already sleeping so deeply?
After looking at her for a while, Murong Xicai gradually regained his composure from his frenzied state.
What is going on? But to be honest, the man's voice is also very nice. But it sounds a bit like he is speaking in a very low voice, and he seems to be hiding something, so it always feels a bit weird.
In fact, if he didn't speak like this, his voice would be similar to Murong Xitian's, and it would sound like the sound of a cello.
Realizing what he was thinking about, Xia Ziluo immediately reached out and tapped his head.
Why is she a nymphomaniac again? People are asking questions!
"Actually, how should I put it?" Xia Ziluo felt a little confused about where to start. His head and heart were a little confused, "I was afraid of him at first. Because he shouldn't hate me, and I don't
The person he hated so much. But then I thought, he hates me because he doesn’t know the inside story, so it’s not to blame for those who don’t know. Then, I discovered that he is actually not scary at all. Hidden in his iceberg of coldness
Underneath the mask is a gentle heart."
Then, she found that she had fallen in love with him without realizing it.
But here comes the problem. She and Mu Rong Xitian are just like wintersweet will not bloom in summer and summer lotus will not bloom in winter, unless there is a miracle. But even if there is a miracle, it is just her wishful thinking.
Unrequited love destined to be fruitless!
Xia Ziluo suddenly sighed and turned her back to the man. Her body huddled up under the quilt, looking a little sad.
At this moment, Murong Xitian, who was staring closely at Xia Ziluo, his eyes were so hot that he seemed to be turning the cold night into a hot summer!
Could it be that she is...
"You... like him?" Murong Xitian had never been so nervous as he was now. He felt as if his heart was in his throat.
His sudden words shocked Xia Ziluo and left him speechless.
Yes, she really liked Murong Xitian.
However, she is fake, a fake, and he hates the real princess...
The tip of Xia Ziluo's nose felt a little sore, and she suddenly wanted to cry because of this strange man's question: "It's impossible, he and I are just friends, how can you like a good friend..."
Her slightly choked voice completely touched Murong Xitian's heart. The feeling that he had always wanted to ignore completely overflowed in his heart, filling his chest to the full.
Two people, one felt a little sad, and the other was so happy that he almost couldn't control himself.
Therefore, the room became quiet again. Occasionally, the sound of the cold wind howling by could be heard, and the windows were blown from time to time and made a slight "creep" sound.
After being silent for a long time, Xia Ziluo felt that her eyelids began to grow heavy. She was still ill, her energy was not as good as before, and her mood was also fluctuating, which made her feel sleepy and out of control.
To guard against wolves or something like that, Xia Ziluo had already forgotten about Murong Xitian as he talked about it.
In just a moment, Xia Ziluo closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, Murong Xitian, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stood up and walked gently to the bedside step by step.
The person on the bed seemed to be dreaming of something terrible. He crossed his arms on his chest in a defensive posture. After looking at her for a while, Murong Xitian reached out to open the brocade quilt, covered her with the quilt and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.
.
Are you already sleeping so deeply?
After looking at her for a while, Murong Xicai gradually regained his composure from his frenzied state.
