Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 531 I Think You Look Better

Actually, in Xilan's heart, she has no idea whether she can persuade him to stop getting angry.

But he had no choice but to persuade him. After all, it was not only An Deshun who offended him, she also had a share.

No way, just sell An Deshun and let him vent all his anger on Manager An.

This is so inhumane, she will feel very sorry.

Knowing that he was in a fit of anger, she was not in a hurry to make a long speech, but quietly reached out her hand, and carefully held his hand that was covered by the sleeve.

Ling Zimo, it seems, is not just as simple as rage.

Under the sleeves that no one could see, his hands were tightly clenched into fists.Fingers bent inwards forcefully, nails pressed into the flesh, fingertips turned white.

Feeling Xilan reach out to hold his hand, and the warm touch fell on the back of his hand, he just relaxed a little bit.

After a long silence, Ling Zimo slowly opened his mouth and said to An De, "Go down first."

"... promise." An Deshun, whose legs were already weak from fright, felt as if he was born again when he heard these words.

He stole a glance at his master's face, then got up numbly, and "backed off" as quickly as possible.

I hope Yan Xiaozhu can persuade the master, the slave is all for their own good.God, you must open your eyes, and you must keep the slaves so that they will not be skinned by the master!

An Deshun outside the hall was nervous to death, and the brows of the people in the hall were also full of sorrow.

"Xilan..." Ling Zimo turned around, lowering his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the person opposite him in a complicated way.

The moist thin lips were pursed lightly, hesitant to speak.

He wanted to explain to her that he didn't ask those questions on purpose, and he never doubted the relationship between the two of them.He just cares too much, so he feels a little uneasy...

But when the words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start.

For the first time, His Majesty the Emperor, who was indifferent and proud, turned into a child who was at a loss after making a mistake.

The fist that was originally clenched, gradually loosened with the anxiety in his heart.

After that, he took her hand back and wrapped his fingers tightly around hers, as if he was afraid that she would leave him.

"I... the words I asked An Deshun last night..."

"I think you look better." Just as he was anxiously preparing to explain his behavior, Xilan suddenly interrupted him.

"Huh?" Ling Zimo was stunned.

Faced with his astonishing words, he couldn't react for a while.

"Didn't you want to ask me, who do you think looks better, you or Prince Ke Luo?" Xilan said, "I think you look better."

As she spoke, she stretched out her free hand to touch his face, "This face is much prettier than Prince Ke Luo's."

Her slender fingers slid across his face, gently stroking, the skin under her fingertips was like the touch of the finest suet jade, which made people fascinated, and she was reluctant to take her hand away.

It is also a joy to eat the beauty's tofu "seriously" while he has something on his mind!
"Really?" Ling Zimo raised his eyes and stared at her seriously.

"Of course it's true." While Xilan replied, she still put her hand on his face and didn't take it off.

The beautiful touch is really hard to put it down.

"But at the dinner that night, you stared at him for a long time. Yesterday on the street, when I asked you, you also said he was good-looking." Ling Zimo slightly staggered his unnatural gaze, and complained softly.

(End of this chapter)