It's so embarrassing. Oh my god, how do the heroines in TV dramas say this?
God knows, when she said the word "love", her heart beat so fast! It was so fast that she would faint and faint every minute. Is it possible?
"If not, why would I say that we will be together for the rest of our lives, and why would I force you to stay with me regardless of your wishes?" Murong Xitian couldn't help but blush. This was the first time in his life that he had uttered the sweetest words.
But Xia Ziluo didn't buy it at all, and instead pouted.
What's his answer?
What she wants is a clearer answer. She wants to hear him say he loves her! Even if her heart stops happily and dies when he says it, she is willing to do so!
"So?" Xia Ziluo, like all young women in love, starts to force her lovers to tell them whether they love her or not.
"So, it's..." Murong Xitian looked at the excited anticipation in Xia Ziluo's eyes, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he captured her lips unexpectedly.
The kiss that was just a brief taste, in the end, turned into a deep kiss that made people blush and heartbeat.
Until she was almost out of breath, Murong Xicai reluctantly moved his lips and pressed them against her pink cheek.
"Is Luo'er satisfied with this answer?" Murong Xitian chuckled ambiguously on her lips.
…
Xia Ziluo was so embarrassed that his face was redder than a steamed crab in the pot.
Then, she gently poked his chest with her fingers, as if silently protesting against his teasing.
"Luo'er..." Murong Xitian was a little obsessed. The shy and coquettish look of Xia Ziluo in front of him was so cute and alluring.
He almost lost control and kissed her sweet lips again.
Murong Xitian took a deep breath and suppressed the wild throbbing in his heart: "Luo'er, is it your turn?"
"Me?" Xia Ziluo was still in the joy of accepting his intention and didn't react for a moment.
"It's what you said before, your little secret that I really want to know." Murong Xitian's slender fingers gently flicked Xia Ziluo's forehead.
It doesn't hurt, but it's a little itchy.
Xia Ziluo stretched out his hand and scratched it, and his eyes filled with love slowly returned to clarity: "My..."
"Do I want to remind you, husband? Your identity, the first night of love..." Murong Xitian asked softly, while gently holding her fingers on her forehead.
With his hand held, Xia Ziluo had no choice but to put his left thumb into his mouth and bite it to relieve his nervousness.
"No matter what I say, do you believe it?" Xia Ziluo was extremely confused. It wasn't that she didn't want to say it, but that she didn't know how to say it.
Not everyone is like Ju Qing and can accept such appalling things.
What about time travel? This is on par with Arabian Nights. Except that in the 21st century, where time travel novels and TV series are overwhelming, people of which era would accept this statement?
However, he asked and was waiting for her answer. Would she like to give it a try and bet that Murong Xitian would believe it?
"How terrifying can it be? Could it be that you are the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady who has been left in the world?" Murong Xitian deliberately joked to ease the tension in Xia Ziluo's heart.
He knew that she was about to reveal a shocking secret. Just like the records he saw about the tide, she also came from...
Speaking of which, he was much luckier than his ancestor. This kind of thing had not happened before Tide, so there was no lesson learned from the past. There was a big misunderstanding between ancestor and Tide.
