"Don't talk yet, listen to me." Ling Luo stretched out a hand and pressed it on Xuanyuan Yu's lips, her eyes were extremely sincere, "Tonight, I experienced something that made me deeply moved.
I realize it, I lied that day."
Xuanyuan Yu's face was dull and his heart was beating violently.
She took the initiative to admit her mistake to herself, does that mean...
"Yu, I like you."
In the cold night wind, Ling Luo stood opposite him, smiling lightly and shining brightly.
A fatal ecstasy surged like a wave.
Xuanyuan Yu forgot to breathe.
All he knew was that he stretched out his stiff, cold hands and hugged her petite body tightly.
Happiness comes too suddenly.
A few days ago, he was still in the cruelest hell. In the blink of an eye, he soared into the clouds in the sky.
This sense of gap made him unable to believe it, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.
He hugged her tightly, resting his cold chin on her shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Say it again."
Ling Luo was also very nervous.
No matter how you put it, this is the first time she has confessed her love to a man.
A thousand years ago, the marriage to Chu Ye was arranged since she was a child. She only knew that that man would be her husband in the future, but she did not understand the taste of love at all.
It was Xuanyuan Yu who made her understand what it was like to be truly dependent on a man.
But the word "like"...
"If you don't want to say it, I'll think you just lied to me." Xuanyuan Yu hugged her even tighter and rubbed her slender neck affectionately, acting like a child.
Ling Luo was originally nervous, but his jealous words made him feel much more relaxed.
She smiled, and a hint of helplessness flashed across her bright pupils. She stretched out a hand, touched the back of his head, and comforted him softly: "I like you."
An expression of extreme enjoyment appeared on the face of a man who was frightened by abuse. Like a large loyal dog, he rubbed Ling Luo affectionately, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of smiles.
meaning.
"Say it again, I still want to hear it."
There is a kind of man who behaves coquettishly and rubs his nose and face very hard.
Ling Luo's body stiffened, and a feeling of being teased came to her heart. She gritted her teeth and remained silent.
"Hao Luo'er, tell me."
"..."
"Say what you say. If you don't tell me, I will jump off the edge of the pool." Xuanyuan Yu smiled like a big fox.
Ling Luo snorted softly and said nonchalantly: "Then you jump, I'll let you die."
"..." The smile on someone's face froze for a moment, he flattened his mouth, and said aggrievedly, "If you coax me a little longer, will you die?"
Ling Luo smiled lightly at An Ran, patted Xuanyuan Yu's back, and said softly: "Okay, stop making trouble, you've made my back hurt. The wound hurts so much."
"Back wound?!"
Xuanyuan Yu quickly released his grip on Ling Luo, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said nervously: "I'm sorry, I don't know your back..."
"Okay, come back with me. Don't you feel uncomfortable standing in the yard blowing the cold wind in the middle of winter?"
Ling Luo stretched out her hand, patted Xuanyuan Yu's nervous face, turned around and walked towards the house.
Xuanyuan Yu was stunned for a moment.
She...is now much gentler and more affectionate towards herself, both in the tone of her words and in her actions, than before.