At this moment, what Xun'er was holding in her hand was the small wooden bird toy that Di Jiang had personally made for her.
The child's voice was very sad, and Ling Luo's heart trembled, and she felt both her heart and liver were aching.
She hugged Xun'er directly and said: "It's okay, it's okay. Your dad has been traveling hard and encountered many unpleasant things on the road. He hasn't slept for three days and three nights. Just wait for tomorrow. Wait for your dad."
Once you have some rest, he will play well with you."
Hearing what Ling Luo said, the tears in Xun'er's eyes stopped immediately, but he was still sobbing and his voice was still a little choked.
She turned her head and looked directly at Luo Ge, her big eyes wet with tears.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. Xun'er didn't know you were so tired. It was Xun'er's fault. Xun'er will come and play with you tomorrow, okay?"
The little girl's voice was cautious, and her beautiful, sparkling eyes were full of humble expectations.
Jue He's face was still calm. His expression was still obviously impatient.
Di Jiang's daughter is so coy and pretentious, it's really disgusting.
His thin lips didn't move, and just when he was about to open his mouth to refuse, Ling Luo glared at him with a murderous look.
When I was about to speak out, something got stuck in my throat.
The expression on Jue He's face was a little unnatural. He coughed lightly, trying to make his voice gentler, and said, "Okay, I will play with you tomorrow."
"Yeah!" Xun'er's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up.
Ling Luo called the servants over, sent Xun'er down who was about to faint from crying, and asked others to wash the little girl's face.
Finally, only two people were left in the pavilion.
Ling Luo stood opposite "Luo Ge" with a stern face, staring at him with an expression that was more serious than ever before.
"Luo'er -" Jue He felt happy when he saw her staring at him, and a very gentle smile appeared on his face again, "Aren't you going to go back to practice? You don't have to force yourself so much, your body is important, get more rest...
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"You are not Luo Ge!"
Ling Luo interrupted Jue He's words with a cold voice, the look in her beautiful eyes was like a glacier, "Luo Ge cherishes everything left by Di Jiang very much, and I'm sure he won't break the jade flute so casually;
Luo Ge loves Xun'er the most, and he will never get angry with the child like he did just now!"
Jue He's heart "thumped" for a moment.
However, the smile on his face has not diminished at all, and he still stares at the beautiful and elegant little face opposite him with that kind of nostalgia and fascination that makes him think about it day and night.
That’s the kind of look!
Ling Luo's frown deepened.
Ever since they met today, Luo Ge has been looking at her with such a strange look, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
The gaze was too fiery, not like that of a gentle and heart-warming man.
"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Luo Ge?"
Ling Luo has fully realized that the man in front of her is most likely not her familiar good friend.
She took a step back very warily. As she thought, the Seal of the Moonlight God appeared in her hand, and she held it tightly.
Seeing Ling Luo's eyes ready for battle, Jue He's eyes dimmed, as if his heart was being pricked by a needle.