Dress as a princess to be a group pet

Chapter 133 Are You Willing To Follow Me 4
A shiny and slender finger rested on her lips, "I know, you forgot, I am a demon, and the woman I love is your lonely soul. Xiang'er, are you willing to come with me?" What? If you mind that I am a demon, I will never show myself in front of you, okay? I will become whatever you like me to be. As long as you are willing to be with me, I will promise you anything, okay? good?"

There was a hint of pleading in the crimson eyes, his tone was so humble, as long as he was willing to go with her, no matter what he asked him to do, he would agree.

He is a man who is as beautiful as a god. In the world, no one can match his face. As long as he is willing to be such a beautiful man, even if he is a demon, there are many women who will fall in love with him desperately Bar.

He is a monster, a monster who charms all living beings.

And she was lucky enough to be treated so affectionately by him, so what could she, Yun Xiaoxiao, do?

She should have agreed to him without hesitation, and followed him, even if he is a monster, as long as he can treat her wholeheartedly, what does it matter if he is a monster?
But why was she hesitating, and couldn't agree to him immediately? Why, she was still worried about the safety of the other person.

Xuanyuan Che, she was actually worried about him. After ten days, will he come back to Yu Country?
If he really came, Dong Linghuang would definitely not let him go.

If he left like this, what would Xuanyuan Che do if he was in danger?
Although she has feelings for Xue Mo that she can't figure out, but what kind of feelings are they?Love, or friendship?

If it is love, it seems that it is too unreliable. It is only met once, and this time, but twice, how can you fall in love with a man who has only met twice? It is too much to say that it is love at first sight. Fake some.

If it is friendship, it is even more unreasonable.

She has made so many friends, how can she not know what friendship is like?
The feeling for Xuemo seems to be a little less than love, more than friendship, ambiguous enough, but not love.

(End of this chapter)