Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

It's really nice to say that.

It seemed to dispel all her uneasiness and timidity.

Staring at Si Heng's eyes at the moment, dye long song as if he also came out of the haze a little general, Leng Leng looking at the people in front of him, the bottom of my heart has two points of confidence.

Carefully stretched out his hand, stopped Si Heng to continue to help himself massage action, whispered to him, "OK, I don't hurt, much better."

Just now that kind of seems to be from the bottom of my heart pain, really let her a little bit unable to resist, as if the next moment, this leg is not their own. And the person in front of her is really too indifferent to her.

Dye long song thought like this, the heart seems to have a little bit of pain, tilted his head silently looking at the people in front of him, after a long time, slowly said, "you don't leave me, don't look at me like that, I'll be fine. You look at me like that, my heart is really sad

Those who hide in their own heart, torment her all the painful words, as if at this moment, unimpeded to speak. At that time, she was so bad at words that she had no position to speak her heart one by one, but now she can.

Such a simple appeal, but it was the most unspeakable language of dye long song. At this moment, under such circumstances, Si Heng felt as if he had been left with a sharp blade in his heart, gently cutting his heart. Let him even if the pain is full of blood, there is no way to say.

Because he did not dare, dare not in front of dye long song to say these inner words of his own, more dare not let her know that he is such fear and timidity. Clearly in the bottom of my heart has been painful, but on the surface still pretends to be all right.

Now he has thoroughly tasted this kind of taste. Maybe he was in such a mood when he dyed the long song.

Looking at herself and qiuluo, she looked aside and was hurt by herself, but she couldn't say a word. There was no way to explain a word, and there was no way to say such a demand in front of herself.

Si Heng raised his hand a little and touched his cheek with a smile and heartache in his eyes. However, he still asked her tentatively, "do you want to draw? I tell people to prepare things for you. Long song, you haven't painted a portrait for me for a long time. Can you draw another one for me

All the portraits that once belonged to him disappeared into the fire, and none of them remained.

At the beginning, he didn't know how to cherish it. When he disappeared, he knew how precious and precious things he didn't care about.

He was reluctant to give up his former friendship, but he couldn't find the portraits of the past and the long songs of the past. Could you draw another one for him?

However, when ran Changge heard this sentence, her cheek turned red slightly. She subconsciously looked at the person in front of her. After a long time, she said, "you, you know..."

Obviously, those portraits are more often quietly drawn by themselves and do not want anyone to know. Have not thought, in front of this person really so understand?

It's hard to say what it's like to dye a long song for a while.