In contrast, Xuanyuan Yu was much happier. He was still immersed in the previous joy and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.
"Hey, Luo'er."
He nuzzled over affectionately, stretched out his big hand, and wanted to hold her little hand.
Ling Luo's expression didn't change and she calmly retracted her hand.
The smile on Xuanyuan Yu's face froze, he looked at her in surprise and asked, "Why don't you let your husband hold your hand?"
Ling Luo replied calmly: "Why should I let you lead me?"
Xuanyuan Yu looked puzzled and said, "We are in love. My husband likes you and you like my husband. Isn't it normal to hold hands?"
The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, and Yun Danfeng smiled softly and said, "You are taking it seriously? Those few words were meant for Luo Ge. I just wanted to make him angry and dampen his spirit."
"Huh? No..." Xuanyuan Yu was confused.
The smile on his face completely disappeared, as if someone poured a bucket of ice water on his head, and his heart felt so cold.
"But I take it seriously!"
Ling Luo stretched out his hand, patted Xuanyuan Yu's shoulder, comforted him symbolically, and said with a smile: "Then get rid of that thought, it's no big deal."
"Luo'er, how could you do this..." Xuanyuan Yu's voice sounded a little aggrieved.
"What kind of thing is it?"
Ling Luo raised her smooth chin, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.
Xuanyuan Yu's face grew long.
A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, and a dangerous color flashed in the deep eyes.
"Luo'er, that's not the joke."
His voice was a little cold and deep.
He didn't like the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.
When Ling Luo saw Xuanyuan Yu's serious look, the smile on his face faded a lot, and he said seriously: "Yu, I'm not kidding."
"Are you sure?" Xuanyuan Yu's face became darker and darker. There was no smile or pampering. "Are you sure you really don't like me at all?"
He felt strange to her like this.
His voice was no longer gentle and heartwarming, but cold and biting.
He had never spoken to himself in this tone.
Ling Luo was stunned.
"Luo'er, look into my eyes." Xuanyuan Yu took a step forward.
Ling Luo was stunned and couldn't help but take a step back.
She backed away and he approached.
If she retreated again, he would press forward step by step.
In the end, she was completely cornered by him and had no way to retreat.
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand and held Ling Luo's shoulder. At the same time, he lowered his head and locked her tightly with an extremely aggressive gaze.
"Look into my eyes, touch your own conscience, and tell me again that what you said to me in the classroom was all false and was just to piss off Luo Ge."
Ling Luo raised her head, her beautiful eyes full of stubbornness.
He has never forced himself, nor has he ever questioned himself with this attitude.
She pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
"Speak!" Xuanyuan Yu was a little annoyed and growled at her.
The pain in his shoulder became more and more obvious. He had worked too hard.
Ling Luo frowned slightly and endured the pain.
She didn't want to speak or answer. Especially not in such a forced situation.
Xuanyuan Yu was really completely annoyed, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse: "If you don't speak, are you acquiescing to it?"
He lost control of his emotions and the strength in his hands.
There was a "crunch" sound.
Ling Luo heard the sound of shoulder bones cracking.
The corners of her lips curved into a helpless arc, her attack was really heavy.