Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

"Fake it... I'd rather believe it's true. ”

Long Fei interrupted her, “Go back. ”

Back of the shadow, he's walking ahead.

But he couldn't help but bow down, his voice came, far and low.

“It's better to destroy something you can't have for yourself. ”

Isn't this a bead he's going to give her? Own it? She doesn't understand what he's saying...

However, the hand that reached the bead finally shrunk back.

She loved the pearl, not even for the price of the city, but because of his gift, if he didn't hesitate, why did she bother to pick it up and teach him to underestimate it?

Silently followed him out of Langling, forward, the butterfly wind and others have become invisible.

Behind him, the bush shadow also scattered safely, such as a fog... For a long time, a figure broke back and his white fingers raised the beads scattered in the grass...

“I asked Jixiang to go to the warehouse to pick up some gifts for your sake. In the afternoon, you sent a maid over to Storage Hall to pick up the list, see if there were any leaks, or if you wanted anything, you could add it. ”

That's what he put down before he left.

The lights slightly flashed out the window, and the butterfly wind just walked in with soup medicine and dinner. “What is the master thinking about? ”

She looked at the red and purple marks on her neck and only covered her mouth with a smile.

Shushy, she scolded: "Dead girl. ”

And then he said, “The wolf's not back yet? ”

Butterfly looked at the porch and shook his head.

I'm a little nervous.

When she came back, the little wolf slipped out of the bed and pounded on her. She sniffed and suddenly chilled, pushing her hard and ran away.

She and the butterfly were astonished, and if she were an individual, there was a bit of anger coming out of the door.

The butterfly didn't mean much, but the hunch had a hidden feeling that it was irritating because of the slight amber scent on her. Before, Long Fei had also held her to sleep, but had never been as intimate as it is today.

She smelled him as much as she could...

The wolf didn't want to leave, she knew, but the wolf's attitude toward him seemed to get more and more hateful these days--

She thought, and suddenly remembered what he had told her. He asked her to send someone over this afternoon. She was stunned, but had already missed the point. “Butterfly, go to Storage Hall and get something for me. ”

The butterfly nodded and was about to ask what it was, but Xuan said softly: “Let's go. ”

Actually, aside from unresponsive feelings, he treats her very well.

Picking a gift to give her back home... the heart warmed, pinched the plates on her hands, accelerated her footsteps - she was sick before and did not go to collect water. Without good water, when she was making tea, she paid particular attention to the finesse of the process. Want to send him a cup of tea.

Actually... I missed him a bit.

Emotionally, the difference between women and men may be that they always rely on something to express themselves. Sometimes men hide their thoughts very deeply, but often they are straightforward. They are also destined to hurt more when women are injured than men, because they deliver the kind of revolutionary, seven-know-how.

The stars were silent and the Storage Hall seemed too quiet tonight.

She took the trail back and did not enter through the gate... this time, she entered through the gate, but walked outside the park and had not seen the proscribed army of the guards.

She was slightly strange and unwittingly relaxed, walking along the path of the garden and coming to the door of his study.

Not even the door was guarded.

The door was covered.

The tiny, tiny, tiny voice leaked out, and she suddenly remembered the dark cry of a mermaid in the middle of the night.

She is not a reckless person, and she should knock on the door even if she does not see the eunuch or the forbidden army.

Yet she pushed the door open gently, and the ghost made it worse.

Then, like the dog's blood scene in many TV movies, the plates landed and the tea spilled hot.

Xuan chuckled.

There are no more people in the study.

Only the emperor and a woman.

But that's all.

Xuan chuckled.

There are no more people in the study. Only the emperor and a woman.

He looked at her, and she could clearly see the color on his face, and maybe not so clearly. Her eyes were forced out of the water vapor, and his face was actually a little blurred.

She glanced at him without surprise, but her eyebrows picked slightly, seemingly impatient.

At that point, the woman in his arms turned around.

Xuan wants to laugh.

It's auspicious.

Was his faint introspection many days ago called proven? There is a guard in my heart, but I saw it with my own eyes, but it will still fall apart.

Lucky is really beautiful. Even more subtle than the gorgeous Empress of the Palace. If she was wearing the Miyagi's gown, it would be enough.

It's time to pick up all the debris, and then the gorgeous pieces stop bleeding.

Dog blood out.

He swallowed the mouth spit and blessed the dragon. "The concubine was ordered to get the gift slip. He didn't want to disturb the emperor. The concubine was guilty. The handicapped concubine on the ground called back to clean it up. ”

Dragon is not cold, but the eyebrows are tighter.

However, that had nothing to do with her Zhu Qi.

Quickly walking out of the door, thinking about the gap between the doors, Xuan faintly said: “Or does the Emperor need Xuan to stay outside? ”

Long Fei didn't make a sound, staring at her, the eyes of the deep swirl, sinking like a phagocyst.

But he closed the door with a smile.

The door closed for a moment, pulled over a squeak, and the sound broke everything in her heart.

She hurried out of the Storage Hall and marched wildly into the palace at night. There were no guards everywhere, looking at her with amazement.

The tears blurred all the light, the heart, as if it had been flattened by steel wire, which was bright and small but sharp.

Actually, why are you crying?

Even if it wasn't auspicious, wouldn't he have other princesses?

Where she can't see them, they're as intimate as they are now.

Sad as shit. You already have cognition and say what to take away the memories with him, if you want to go, what is the pain now?

It's just, is auspiciousness a heartbeat?

Qi, you are jealous, jealous of the person in his heart. What the hell are you to him? A conditioning toy in your spare time?

In the mess, she bumped into someone, and she heard the person humming.

She just wanted to apologize, and the other side went to hold her arm first.

“Old lady, are you all right? ”

She glanced and the visitor grabbed the palace light and looked at her with a slight frown.

She also stood next to a man, Dragon Zijin.

“It's a reckless bump. Is Auntie okay?” She quickened her eyelashes and covered up all the water fog.

She shook her head with great anxiety.

Smile, look at Ruyi and Lung Zijin, yes again, is it really a good night for a spectacle? She didn't want to stay any longer. She just said she had some business to do. She said goodbye in haste and left.

Ruyi's eyes are complicated. The old visitor was well settled, and the queen made her prepare a gift. She came to Storage Hall to read the gift list to the emperor. Without wanting to meet Dragon Zijin on the road, he was on his way to Storage Hall, and the two of them walked together.

I didn't walk very long, but I taught the walking erratic wax collide.

Looking at the shadow of the cuckoo, she was slightly out of her mind.

Long Zijin's voice sounded in his ear: “Ruyi, this king can't guess why you are so good to your age? ”

Ruyi faded away: “Ruyi is only doing things with his heart. ”

“Heart?” Dragon Zijin grinned suddenly, "The king suspected that you would soon become Nirvana...”