They don't know Jun Moye, so they don't know what's wrong with him.
I will only think that this is his original character, and I will only think that this is what he is.
His character is indeed like this, and it has always been like this before.
Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!
I will never talk nonsense with you, and I will never give you a chance to escape or survive.
This was the first time that, for the sake of the woman he loved so much, he let the two of them go without making a move.
It wasn't a big deal at first, but just because of the little idiot's brother's intervention, and just because of the little idiot's brother's plea, Mu Hanyue agreed.
So, Mo Ye was jealous and angry.
But did you tell Mu Hanyue that it was just a matter of venting and transferring your anger to others?
He never thought her methods were cruel, not at all.
On the contrary, it is those people who overestimate their abilities and seek death.
If anyone dares to offend Jun Moye or treat Jun Moye badly, he will not let him go!
He likes Mu Hanyue, Jun Moye, and both of them, so naturally he won't let others interfere in their relationship and affect their relationship.
A cold heart can only be warmed by Mu Hanyue, and only she can do it.
Therefore, he will not let anyone ruin the relationship between the two.
Mu Hanyue's eyes were stunned, jealous...
Xuan Ming's words were somewhat confusing.
Then I remembered what Jun Moye said to Wen Renxiao when her voice came into her ears.
Xiaoyue'er, I'm angry.
...
She just felt ashamed.
It turned out that the monster was really angry.
She thought he was joking, but she didn't take him seriously.
now……
He raised his eyes and glanced at the purple figure in the air. Without hesitation, he flew up and quickly came to Jun Moye.
Jun Moye raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Hanyue. The coldness in his purple eyes disappeared, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Yue'er, do you think I am bloodthirsty and cruel?"
The voice was low, like a magical sound, reverberating in the heart, touching the heartstrings, and unable to dissipate.
Mu Hanyue stared at those purple pupils, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and asked the same question: "Do you think the weak people in this world can still survive? I am just as bloodthirsty and cruel. I don't hate myself. On the contrary,
I like myself like this. Likewise, I also like this night.”
She didn't think he was bloodthirsty or cruel, not at all.
They are all the same kind of people, they are all in this together.
Only they themselves know best why they are like this, why they are like this, and what they need best.
He put his hands around Jun Moye's waist, looked at those twinkling purple eyes, and smiled softly: "Compared with those, I prefer you who are like a monster. You can smile in front of me and act cute.
You, the real monster, are my favorite."
The true side will only be shown in front of her.
His pampering, the tenderness he received, his care and indulgence were all just for her.
She knows all this, she understands it all.
How could she be willing to hurt such a good monster?
How to let go of love?
She didn't like to see him unhappy in front of her, and she didn't want him to feel unhappy. She wanted to see the truest version of him, the monster he used to be.
Jun Moye looked down at the woman in front of him, held her in his arms with his big hands, and smiled softly: "Well, the monster just smiles for you."