"Do you still remember? When I first came to Shengxiu Academy." Ling Luo couldn't help but curl up into a smile.
"Of course I remember." Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand and gently helped her brush a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ears. His movements were extremely gentle, "When you came here on the first day, I carried her like this.
You sit on Black Feather's back and it takes you everywhere."
Ling Luo moved back, getting closer to his warm chest, feeling the hardness and warmth, and the unique manly scent that floated on the tip of her nose.
Her eyes drifted to the blue sky, confused, "Yu, will you kill me?"
Behind him, Xuanyuan Yu's body stiffened.
"What did you say?!"
His voice changed, became sharper, full of disbelief, and a hint of panic.
Xuanyuan Yu moved his hands from her waist to her shoulders, pulled her body over, and looked at her with a solemn expression, and a look of madness flashed across his eyes like black holes.
"Who allows you to think about such messy things? If you want me to kill you, I would rather kill myself!"
Ling Luo's heart trembled violently.
Some memory doors buried deep in the soul seem to have cracked open.
There was a voice, like a cry of despair, echoing in her mind over and over again.
[If you want me to kill her, I would rather kill myself!]
Amazing similarity!
Ling Luo frowned, her temples began to throb again, and there was a dull pain in the back of her head, as if a hammer was digging into it.
She stretched out her hands and hugged her little head, with a very painful expression on her face.
"You don't believe me?"
Xuanyuan Yu was anxious. Seeing her like this, he thought she was unwilling to listen to his explanation and didn't believe his words.
"Luo'er, I'm serious, or I will give you a knife right now. You put the knife into my heart..."
The next moment, Xuanyuan Yu felt the woman he longed for hug him suddenly.
He was stunned.
My heartbeat suddenly lost its frequency, and I didn't understand what she meant.
"Luo'er?" He called her gently and tentatively.
"Yu, let's get married."
Ling Luo endured the severe pain in her head, hugged Xuanyuan Yu's narrow waist tightly, grabbed the fabric behind him with both hands, and tried hard to control the trembling of her body.
"Wha...what?"
The expression on Xuanyuan Yu's face was dull.
He thought he was hearing hallucinations.
"I said, let's get married."
A doting smile overflowed from the corners of Ling Luo's pale lips, and she deliberately emphasized the word "get married" a little harder.
Xuanyuan Yu: "!!!!!!!!"
Luoer took the initiative to ask him to get married?!
Great joy came over him, and in an instant, he saw the door to heaven open, and a dazzling white light illuminated his entire dark life.
"Tomorrow, okay?"
Ling Luo felt the stiff body in her arms, her little head pressed against Yu's chest, and heard his heart beating like a drum.
"tomorrow?!"
No matter how ecstatic Xuanyuan Yu was, he still regained his consciousness.
He hugged the little woman in his arms, patted her back gently, and said: "If you go tomorrow, it may not be possible. You are going to marry me as the crown princess. For such a grand wedding, you must prepare at least half a month in advance.