A Journey Through Abilities: The Demon-Controlling Princess

Chapter 649 Nuan Nuan, I Like You (3)

"Nuannuan, suddenly I disappeared, will you miss me?"

Ming Jin leaned against Nuan Nuan's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"Ming Jin, did you not hold an umbrella, so your brain was sunburned? How did you disappear?"

For some reason, Nuan Nuan just knew that the person holding her at this moment was that bastard Ming Jin, not the second personality.

Speaking of which, the person she spent the longest time with was not Qisha, Mingjin's second personality, the little boy, or Zhuge Yuanbaile, but the person in front of her.

For four years, they faced each other almost day and night.

Nuan Nuan has always felt that Ming Jin who has seen through her is the second personality.

"Just say you will, why are you so stingy."

Ming Jin still spoke in a low voice, with a bit of grievance in his voice.

"No, if you disappear, then I'll be happy and free, and I will definitely forget you completely."

Nuan Nuan deliberately hummed.

At this time, she never thought that the Ming Jin who had been chattering in her ear would disappear, she really never thought about it.

"Well, it's okay, I know."

Ming Jin's voice seemed to be choked with sobs, but he never let go of his warm hand.

"Ming Jin, are you crying?"

Nuan Nuan felt the temperature around her neck was scalding.

"Well, I'm crying." Ming Jin let go of Nuan Nuan, and looked at her tearfully, "You are still that bad girl, can't you follow me a little?"

"Ming Jin—"

Nuan Nuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ming Jin. He wiped his tears with his hand, and suddenly smiled brightly at Nuan Nuan, "Nuan Nuan, I really like you."

After speaking, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Nuan Nuan froze for a moment, and stretched out her hand towards Ming Jin. If she thought Ming Jin was joking just now, she really felt something was wrong at this moment.

Ming Jin's words couldn't be more true, she saw sincerity and despair in his eyes.

Why despair?
Putting her hand on the side of his face, reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, she sighed and said, "Mingjin, don't cry, I—"

Before he finished speaking, his hand was grabbed, "He can't hear it anymore."

"Second personality?"

Nuan Nuan asked suspiciously, how could he switch so quickly this time?

"Nuannuan, to be precise, I am the real Mingjin. He is just a personality derived from my damage."

(End of this chapter)