The rebirth of the first daughter is arrogant and arrogant

Chapter 121
This thought flashed through his mind, Luo Weiyun's face became inexplicably hot, and his heart felt slightly sweet.Looking at the lotus and the dragonfly, they seem to have come to life, no matter how you look at them, they are beautiful.

only--

She sighed softly, what's the use of being pretty?Why bother?

The palm of the hand tightened, and a voice deep in her heart told her to throw away the hairpin and not keep it anymore, but the hand couldn't wave it out no matter what, and instead squeezed it even tighter.

Holding the hairpin in his hand, his heart felt like boiling water, not knowing where to go.

Suddenly feeling something strange around her, Luo Weiyun suddenly raised her eyes and looked towards a certain place.

A certain person showed up helplessly, Luo Weiyun stared at him with wide eyes, two clusters of small flames danced in the bottom of his eyes: This guy actually broke into his room again!
"Well, ahem," Deng Zhao smiled, with a faint smile on his face, but he was not embarrassed or guilty, "Then I, I just want to see if you like this gift or not. .How? Do you still like it?"

Luo Weiyun smiled secretly, seeing Deng Zhao's clumsy, tense and silly appearance, his heart suddenly relaxed.

With a sullen face on purpose, she asked indifferently: "Since you have given it to me, it is mine. Is it important whether you like it or not? Is it appropriate for you to break into my room like this?"

Deng Zhao was dumbfounded for a moment, under her gaze, who had always been fearless, panicked for no reason, and stammered and blurted out: "I, I just want, want to know whether you really like it or not, please, If you like it, I, I, I will make it for you again. I made this agarwood hairpin with my own hands, and I think my skills are quite good, what do you think?"

Luo Weiyun couldn't help breaking her skills anymore, she couldn't stop giggling.

Deng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't realize it was funny, and looked at her fondly and helplessly.To be honest, her indifferent and indifferent appearance of questioning him before made him feel a little trembling, a little panicked for no reason, who knew it was just teasing him, really, really--it's so cute!
Anyway, as long as she's not really angry, everything is fine!
Deng Zhao is definitely the kind of thick-skinned and persistent enough, salivating and continuing to ask: "Yun'er, do you like it?"

Luo Weiyun's heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable numbness instantly passed through her heart, "What did you call me?"

"I, Yun'er."

Deng Zhao has always been a straightforward person, even if he just learned of his life experience, he didn't shock him for long before accepting it calmly.According to his own thinking, what should or should not be done and what he wants to do is already like that, what if he doesn't accept it?
Wouldn't it be useful for him to cry and be unwilling?

Even if he wants to avoid it, can others make him avoid it?
Rather than passively being the fish on the chopping board, it is better to accept the move openly and do what should be done, even if one day the skill is not as good as the person who dies in the opponent's hands, it will be considered a well-deserved death.

But now, his tone seemed to be quite calm, but his heart was unreasonably uneasy. He had never been so nervous before.

I have never expected so much.

"Yun'er, can I call you that?"

Luo Weiyun didn't speak in a daze, her face was expressionless, her eyes were indifferent, but her heart was full of turmoil.

Does he really like himself?

In fact, thinking about it, if it's just his father's old kindness, with his status, why should he come forward to repay it?Just hand it over to your subordinates.

This layer of window paper was pierced, and after Luo Weiyun was horrified, her heart unexpectedly calmed down, as if it should have been like this in the first place.

"You like me?" Luo Weiyun looked up at Deng Zhao.

Deng Zhao felt that his heartbeat and breathing were about to stop, and he was nervously waiting for the sentencing, every minute and every second was so difficult.

"I--"

Obviously I like it, no, it's not just like it, I love it so much, I have to, but those two words seem to be so important that I can't say it.

"If you don't like me, then you--"

"No no! I like it! I, I, of course I like it!"

Luo Weiyun's heart felt sweet, seeing him like this made him want to laugh, and finally tensed up, and said: "Which one do you like? Can you marry me?"

Deng Zhao was taken aback, without even thinking about it: "Of course!" What kind of love is it if you don't marry and go home?
Luo Weiyun's eyes dimmed, "I am remarried, even if you are the son of the noble family, if you want to marry me, I am afraid that your family will not agree."

The figures of his two fathers flashed across Deng Zhao's mind. The adoptive father would not care about himself. No matter how you disagree, you will not oppose it.

Besides, he loves himself so much, so he may not object.

Dear father? If he said he wanted to marry a remarried daughter back home, he would definitely not be happy, right?However, he owed himself a lot. He said that he would never go against his wishes in this life. If he insisted, he would not object, right?
"Yes, I will agree. Yuner, I said I will marry you, do you believe me?"

He didn't answer himself immediately after he finished speaking. It was conceivable that he had thought about it a lot. Luo Weiyun was not unhappy because of it, but rather believed it in his heart.

"Really?" She looked at him: "I'm not a concubine."

"I won't make you a concubine."

"You are not allowed to take concubines either."

Deng Zhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You really think too far ahead, I never thought about this one. Yun'er, with you, what concubine would I have?"

Luo Weiyun's face became hot, and she had to admit that she was indeed a little happy in her heart, as expected, people just like to listen to sweet words.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Deng Zhao became elated, and tentatively said: "Yun'er, you and I have made an agreement, right?"

Luo Weiyun's heart was beating wildly, she looked up at him: "If you can't do it in the future, I will leave you."

"No!" Deng Zhao's eyelids twitched violently, expressing his determination beyond doubt: "I, Deng Zhao, have never broken my promise. There will never be that day."

Luo Weiyun smiled, but did not speak.

Is there a day that is made, not spoken.

Deng Zhao stepped forward and gently held her arm: "Yun'er, just wait and see, that day won't happen."

"Well, I hope not."

Deng Zhao pulled her into his arms fiercely, first tentatively hugged her cautiously, then hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear with emotion: "Yun'er, I am very happy today!"

Luo Weiyun's body was slightly stiff, and she slowly relaxed, leaning against his arms without speaking.After a while, he hesitated and raised a hand, gently putting it on his waist.

Deng Zhao seemed to be greatly encouraged, and hugged her even tighter, "Yuner, Yuner!"

(End of this chapter)