Mischievous Love: Don't Mess With Your Royal Highness

Chapter 138 Love at First Sight (7)

"Small??……"

He called affectionately, and there was a heavy touch in his eyes:

"So when I was in England...it was really you."

He smiled softly again,
"Things in the world are really amazing. Even though thousands of rivers and mountains are separated, they still cut off the love thread that I miss."

"Ah."

She nodded, with a charming radiance in her eyes:
"An unexpected and dramatic story brought me to England by accident, and I also saw you... shining under the golden halo."

He smiled and brought up his music, his eyes bright with gratitude.

"Master Sim is a kind-faced person. Over the past ten years, he has helped me and cared for me as always. In fact, in my heart, he has long been my second father.

Teacher Dongfang Yi is also a very good teacher. He has profound knowledge and unique insights. He doesn't care about personal gains and losses, and carefully taught me a lot of music knowledge that I never knew before, which made my musical attainments grow rapidly during these days.

And of course...and you, little ??. "

He held her white and greasy catkin lightly, stared at her and said:
"Without your appearance, the curse will never be lifted, and I will never stand still. Little..., you will always be the most beautiful angel in my heart!"

There was a burst of soreness in her nose, and she couldn't help throwing herself into his arms:
"Xiang, angels and princes should be together, but...why are there only princes and princesses in fairy tales?"

He smiled softly, and gently lifted her up:

"Because the stories in fairy tales are all created by others, how about...let's create our own fairy tales too, shall we?"

She raised her head, with tears in her eyes, and her heart was already rippling with emotion.

She replied: "Okay."

Yu Xiang hugged her tightly, in his gentle breath, she was very relieved and moved, like a wandering bird finally found a nest to rest.

She didn't want to pay attention to why Mu Yinshen was so angry that day, and she didn't want to affect her already warm heart.

But why?
A trace of melancholy suddenly crept from the bottom of my heart...

(End of this chapter)