The young lady reborn at the end of the world is frivolous

Chapter 163 I Don't Hate
His voice was slightly trembling and tense, but he spoke with great sincerity.

The expression is gloomy and paranoid.

Zhang Xian's gaze focused on his face, forcing his gaze to meet her, and said word by word, extremely seriously:
"Mu Yu, I don't hate it, really, I don't hate it."

She felt Mu Yu's body slowly relax, and after he recovered, she spoke again:
"I didn't mean to blame you, I was just a little surprised that there was someone who paid so much attention to me somewhere I didn't know."

Mu Yu listened to her words and stared at her blankly, as if he was still analyzing the meaning of her words.

Zhang Xian squinted her eyes, pursed her slightly cool red lips, and with a hard heart, she made a move.

Watching him stand on tiptoe while he was still in a daze, a hot and slightly cool kiss was printed on Mu Yu's beautiful thin lips like a dragonfly.

As a result, Mu Yu was struck with a thunderbolt, and shock appeared on his exquisite face.

It was as if fireworks exploded in the ears, and all the minds were instantly attracted.

Mu Yu's pair of dark and deep phoenix eyes were tightly glued to Zhang Xian's small face, his eyes were burning and passionate.

It seemed that in the next second, she would be melted alive, or split up and swallowed.

He looked at her, and his cold and magnetic voice was a little unsteady, "Zhang Xian, you, do you know what you're doing?"

His eyes were enchanting and evil, penetrating into the bone marrow, and after a long time, he found Zhang Xian's voice amidst the beating heartbeat like a drum.

She said, "I know, just,"

Then she paused, her eyes sparkled, she looked at herself, and asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"

There was a smile on her delicate and perfect face, and even those eyes were clear and translucent like the bright moon in the sky.

The eyebrows and eyes are curved, rippling the clear water of a lake of blue waves.

Like a vortex, it seems to suck people deeply into it.

Mu Yu was suddenly embarrassed, hesitated, and looked at her with surprise and puzzlement in his eyes.

Obviously he could understand every word she said, but when put together, he couldn't understand it.

Zhang Xian was not in a hurry, she looked at him quietly, waiting for him to react.

So, as if centuries had passed, the two of them looked at each other, and the room was silent.

"Is this guy's reflex arc so long?"

Zhang Xian looked at him lazily, and began to wonder if the other party's nerves were densely entangled into a ball.

Obviously looking at an extremely smart and wise person, why does it take so long to figure out such a simple question.

In fact, it had nothing to do with the level of nerves, it was Mu Yu who was completely stunned by her operation.

When he met her, it was easy to get stuck, and the reflex arc seemed extremely long.

"Hmm", Zhang Xian twitched her nose lightly, shook her head secretly, a trace of helplessness flashed in her delicate and watery eyes.

The pear-like pretty face had the same complexion, with a calm expression, and he pulled out his hand unhurriedly.

The next moment, that slender and smooth right hand attacked Mu Yu's smooth, white and handsome face, pinching his tender cheek.

Her movements were light, she just put on a show, and it didn't hurt at all, but on her face, which was always as cold as ice and snow, there was a secret joy of a successful sneak attack.

Then pinching the face turned into stroking and rubbing lightly, and then holding that expressionless handsome face, facing that handsome face full of anger between man and god, his bright eyes met him.

(End of this chapter)