"This kind of method of forcing the other person to fall in love with you without the confidence to make him fall in love with you is a sign of weakness in love. If His Highness doesn't mind letting himself become a weak person, I have nothing to say."
"What did you say?"
Rong Chu was startled for a moment, then his face darkened, and he took another step closer, "Mu Yanxi, do you think too highly of yourself, that I will fall in love with you?"
She stood there, took a few breaths secretly, met his cold and angry gaze without any sign of weakness, curled her lips and said, "If you don't like me, why did you secretly take my portrait as your own?
You even take it out and take a look at it from time to time. Isn’t it because the longing for me has reached the point where it can’t be suppressed, so that’s why I miss you so much?”
She endured the goosebumps that appeared all over her body and forced herself to say these disgusting and disgusting words.
The meal last night almost made me sick.
She firmly believed that even if Rong Chu really fell in love with her, he would never miss her so much that she could not suppress it as she said.
What Yun Wu was talking about, he would take out her portrait from time to time and take a look at it. She probably made it up herself.
She found it incredible that Rong Chu had taken her portrait privately.
He also often took out her portraits to look at. No matter how he felt, it was impossible for him to do this.
When she thought of the cold Rong Chu holding her portrait with a cold face and gazing attentively and affectionately, she couldn't help but tremble a few times, and goosebumps fell one after another.
This scene...is scarier than seeing a ghost.
silence...
Rong Chu's reaction was very strange.
It was completely beyond her expectation.
First there was surprise, then embarrassment, then some kind of guilt and panic.
That flawless face like white jade had a trace of suspicious redness.
His face turned from red to white, then from white to green, and finally from green to red again.
The ever-changing emotions on his face finally turned into embarrassment and shame after the secret hidden deep in his heart was discovered.
"Who told you that the king stole your portrait?" This tone sounded cold at first, but also full of anger.
But if you examine it carefully, you can hear that there is clearly some guilt in it.
It was impossible for her to surrender Yun Wu.
But she can't turn the facts into nonsense.
After thinking about it, she said confidently, "I put the portrait in the reply letter. The reply has to go through your hands. The recipient of the letter has not received the portrait. If you didn't take it, who else could take it."
"You secretly took my portrait, didn't you just want to show it when I was gone?"
"I didn't take it."
Rong Chu snorted coldly, refusing to admit the fact that he had become a thief.
Even if he took it, he didn't steal it.
He took it openly and honestly.
After saying that, he moved his eyes elsewhere with a slightly guilty look. In order to prevent the other party from seeing his embarrassment at this time, he tried to turn around and prevent the other party from seeing the expression on his face.
Probably God couldn't bear to see him lying without conscience, so...
The moment he turned around, a piece of paper fell out of his wide and elegant sleeves and fell lightly to the ground.
The paper was unfolded in a square shape and spread flat on the ground, with the front of the portrait facing Mu Yanxi.
The person in the charcoal sketch looks exactly like her standing.
She has a habit of painting.
That is, each painting will have its name written on the corner.