Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Stretching out his hand, hesitating for a while, gently stroking his end and loosening it casually.The blue silk hanging softly on the ground.

It was cool and slippery, icy moist, Hua Xiyue sighed softly.He leaned forward and smelled his hair.

Faint, is a strange herbal fragrance.

Jia Ruo was meditating, when she felt Hua Xiyue approaching her, her heart skipped a beat, as if it missed half a beat.

He naturally knew what she was thinking, and felt a little guilty, but he didn't know what to say. [

Just sitting there quietly, motionless, like a sleeping god.

Why doesn't he understand Hua Xiyue's burning love for him, but so what?

I have always been pure in my six senses, see through the world, and devote myself to pure cultivation, never like the love between men and women.

How can you be tempted by a fox?

What's more, his body is like a dilapidated doll now, maybe he will scatter around at any time and fall to the ground, how can he get romantic again and leave the other party with sadness?

Sudden distressed breathing disorder.

He tried his best not to think about it, although his body didn't move, his trembling eyelashes revealed his uneasiness at this moment.

Hua Xiyue caressed Jia Ruo's hair, and there were countless strands of hair, but they couldn't mess with the melancholy in her heart.

All the reluctance and helplessness in my heart turned into heartbroken pain.

"Why don't you love me? Do you think I'm not good enough for you?"

Hua Xiyue's pair of purple eyes were full of light, flashing with confusion.

She couldn't help curling her body into his arms, with a hint of grievance and unwillingness in her tone.

Jia Ruo frowned slightly, she didn't like the feeling of being moved, and didn't like the urge to hold her in her arms welling up in her heart.

Slightly annoyed in his heart, angry at this meaningless emotional pull, he seemed to be entangled by something, and he couldn't escape no matter what.

He wanted to push her away, but in the end he couldn't bear to do it.

Hua Xiyue became more and more restless in his arms.

A pair of small hands climbed up his cheeks, brushed his eyebrows, his eyes, and his lips: "Jia Ruo, how can I keep you?"