The widow is a curse

Chapter 287 I love you...

"Look at me, I'm Bei Gonghan!"

Holding Duanmu Yaoyang's face in his hands, Bei Gonghan moved his own face closer to him.

"Duanmu Yaoyang, listen carefully. I, Bei Gonghan, order you to live. Don't forget that you have already lost yourself to me when you were in Ruyi Casino. You are mine, so, You cannot disobey my orders!"

Duanmu Yaoyang worked hard to gather his spirit.

He finally saw the face clearly.

Under the dim moonlight, her eyes shone with the color of water.

"You... cried..."

"Nonsense, I didn't cry!"

Bei Gonghan straightened his face and met his eyes.

"Duanmu Yaoyang, I will take you back to the camp now, and I tell you that you must not sleep, so I want you to keep talking to me, never stop!"

Bending back to put him on his shoulders, Bei Gonghan took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"Start now!"

Duanmu Yaoyang felt very tired.

He really wanted to just close his eyes and have a good sleep!
But, he knew, he couldn't!

Once he fell asleep, he might never have the chance to say some words again.

Taking a deep breath, Duanmu Yaoyang opened his mouth.

"Bei Gonghan, I like you..."

After saying these words, Duanmu Yaoyang felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

It seemed that these few words exhausted all his strength.

Duanmu Yaoyang's face fell powerlessly on Bei Gonghan's shoulder.

Bei Gonghan paused.

Looking sideways at his face on the shoulder, she couldn't help roaring.

"Duanmu Yaoyang, you idiot, who told you to stop, talk, talk...you haven't said why you like me..."

A tear slid down her cheek, drawing a crystal light in the air.

thump!
thump!
The heart seemed to be pinched by someone.

Bei Gonghan's strength seemed to be drained all of a sudden.

Her body swayed uncontrollably, and the tall Duanmu Yaoyang on her back immediately slid down.

Turning around in a hurry, grabbing his wrist, she couldn't hold on any longer, and fell heavily to the ground.

The moonlight is like silver, sprinkled all over the grassland.

Autumn frost is everywhere, and at a glance, it seems that the entire grassland is covered with snow.

That scene, compared to that night a few years ago, seemed, seemed...

(End of this chapter)