Snake King begging Ji

Chapter 92 The Bridal Chamber (9)

Thinking of Yushe's indifferent eyes to Kong De just now, and thinking of the sentence he said to his eager eyes: "Go back!"

She banged her head against the pine tree in frustration.How could she get carried away with joy after receiving the so-called imperial decree, how could she forget her own situation and the basic agreement he made with her?
"Don't hit it, you'll be stupid if you hit it again!"

With a familiar teasing tone, the voice is low and hoarse.Ok?He is still here?

Panpan burst into tears instantly.She raised her head, and Yu She, who was completely hidden under the white cloak, had arrived quietly at some point.

He stood quietly not far away.Wearing her familiar white brocade robe and cloak with cloak, her long hair is flying.As always, the beauty is flamboyant and gorgeous.

Embarrassing beauty is everywhere.

Panpan stared at him blankly, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks.Surprise, emotion, grievance... She couldn't tell what mood she was in right now.But she knew clearly that she missed him so much.

Yes, she finally knew that she had always missed him that way.

At nights when she couldn't sleep in the Limbo Pavilion, she often counted the flowers carved on the bedside, and she fantasized that every flower bud contained his face.

He stared at himself with his bright eyes, his eyes were cold and vicious: "Everyone says you look like Yang Yuhuan, according to me, you should change the metaphor. Where are you Yang Yuhuan?" Ah, you should be Yang Yuxiong!"

"If you don't sleep, tomorrow you will be a bear with big dark circles!"

Even in the dream, he was seldom gentle, his sarcasm made him feel inferior and willing, it was an honor to be criticized by such a beautiful life!

But when we met tonight, he never even looked at himself.Sitting there when she's just a bunch of air.

She missed so many days and nights, and it turned out that it was because of his careless indifference.

Tears flowed down quietly, and Panpan didn't reach out to wipe them away.

Through the snow-covered branches, Yushe looked silently at Panpan, who was sitting curled up with her knees wrapped around her. She was like a squirrel in winter, her bright black eyes were full of grievances and oversensitivity. Cover your face.

But she is just a mortal little girl, she doesn't have a big fluffy tail like a squirrel.

(End of this chapter)