Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

"Okay, come up soon." Luo Ling smiled satisfied, and walked towards the restaurant, but before she stepped in, Yuwen Haoyu's voice came from behind.

"Wait, wait for me for a while, it's better for us to go together."

"Uh, why?" Luo Ling was a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid I won't keep an eye on you for a while. Don't be kidnapped by someone again. You should follow me."

When Yuwen Haoyu said this, it seemed casual, but Luo Ling was slightly taken aback by the inadvertently expressed concern, but she didn't turn against him this time, but responded in a low voice: "Got it, you Hurry up, I'm hungry."

"it is good."

Yuwen Haoyu looked at her, smiled dotingly, walked into the restaurant, put those things on the counter, and said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, please send someone to deliver these things to Cao's mansion, thank you .”

While putting an ingot of silver on the counter, the shopkeeper immediately smiled when he saw it, and promised again and again: "Okay, don't worry, guest officer, I will send someone to deliver it to you right away, that, Xiao Li, hurry up and come here." Greet the two guest officers, guest officers please, please..."

Yuwen Haoyu nodded slightly, and pulled Luo Ling up.

I don't know when, I got used to being led by him, and the movements were so natural and casual, as if they had entered and exited together like this a long, long time ago. Luo Ling looked down at their interlocking hands, and his face was slightly trembling. Hot, but there is an indescribable sense of happiness in my heart, which can't help but spontaneously arises.

"It's right here, the angle of looking out is just right."

When she came back to her senses, Yuwen Haoyu had already pulled her into a single room by the window. The room was very elegant, and when she walked past Triman, she could see the faint setting sun outside the window projecting in, and all the items in the room were thrown into the room. As soon as she was stained with light gold, she suddenly had a strange feeling, as if that moment happened a long time ago, and at this moment, she was just repeating everything at that time. Is it a dream, or is it a dream at this time, even Luo Ling himself doesn't know.

"Ling'er, come and sit down, you've been walking all afternoon, aren't your feet sore?"

Yuwen Haoyu leaned against the window, turned his face and smiled at her.

Luo Ling just looked at him quietly, and didn't reply, she just suddenly felt that Yuwen Haoyu, with the warm smile on his face, was extraordinarily good-looking at this time, so good-looking that she almost couldn't move her eyes away.

"Linger?"

Seeing that she was silent, Yuwen Haoyu looked at her with a little doubt.

"Yu..."

Luo Ling walked over, lowered her head suddenly, and pressed her forehead to his chest, facing the ground, with a clear voice, she said, "Yuwen Haoyu, I think, I can't leave you anymore."

At that moment, Yuwen Haoyu probably didn't care what kind of emperor he was, what dignity he had to consider, what kind of machismo he was, what face he had to take into account, he hugged the woman in front of him tightly, Burying her face in her fragrant hair, she whispered, "Yes, Linger, I think, I can't leave you either."

"I won't let anyone hurt you again." He said, his voice was like autumn water, and that moment was etched in Luo Ling's mind forever. She heard him explain one by one, and he said, "I probably won't either. What sweet talk...