483: Another Emotional Out-of-Control "Brother ......"

The girl's back was dripping with blood, and she gritted her teeth, stood up, clenched her dagger, and rushed at the wolf that had scratched her back and nearly killed the boy. She knew that she had been scratched on her back, but she didn't have time to suffocate at that pain, and finally ...... Finally, the last wolf, under the girl's angry killing, severed limbs, lost its head, and died almost undismembered.

"Little Dance ......"

The boy got up from the ground, looked at her back scratched by the wolf, saw her stand in front of him like a bloody child, watched the bright red blood slide down her back, his eyes were sore, and he felt as if his throat was blocked by something, and he could not make a sound for a long time.

The corpses of the wild wolves, lying in a pool of blood around them, the air around them was red, and the moon on the horizon seemed to be dyed red, he approached her step by step, and stood behind her: "Xiao Wu......"

"Brother. The girl heard his voice and turned to look at him with a smile.

The boy reached out to help her pin the broken hair that fell from her forehead, and his voice was hoarse, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "What a fool!"

The girl grinned: "Brother is fine, just ......" Before the word 'good' could be spoken, her eyes were dark, and she fell into the boy's arms.

Holding her tightly, the boy hugged her tightly, tears dripping down her face, calling the girl's name over and over again: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu ......"

"Lord, are you okay?" What's the matter? The prince is painting well, why does his expression suddenly become painful?

Liu's grinding action stopped, and he looked at the man who had put down the ink pen and stared at the painting paper on the bookcase with a sad look in his eyes.

"She's Xiao Wu, it's my Xiao Wu, is she good-looking?"

Looking at the portrait of the woman on the scroll, Gong Che asked in a dumb voice.

Xiao Wu?Liu's gaze moved from his face to the scroll, his heart ached slightly, but he had to admit that although the woman in the painting was wearing strange clothes, she was indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that it was difficult to describe in words, especially the woman, the aura revealed between her demeanor, which made people involuntarily give birth to this extremely special and extremely attractive woman.

"She was very good to me, but I hurt her hard, do you think she will forgive me?"

Got up and walked out of the bookcase, Gong Che pinched Liu's chin, his cold eyes were red and could not hide the pain, his voice was hoarse and dark, and asked, "Tell me, will she forgive me?" Liu was stiff, her eyes were slightly stunned, and she didn't know how to answer.

Gong Che saw that she was silent for a long time, and her eyes were half narrowed with danger: "Do you think that I shouldn't be forgiven?"

"Lord, concubine...... The concubine is ......"

Liu's face was slightly pale, and he shook his head again and again, wanting to say no, but he was afraid that he would answer incorrectly and anger the man again.

Gong Che suddenly withdrew his hand, Liu's feet were unstable, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Shouldn't I be forgiven? she's so good, but I hurt her so badly, I'm ...... I'm not a human ......" His eyes were full of pain, and he muttered in his mouth, but suddenly, his eyebrows were stained with frost, and his voice was hoarse and painful: "When we meet again, I say I'm sorry, I beg her to forgive, I admit my mistakes in front of her, but she just doesn't forgive me? Why do you say this? Why doesn't she forgive me?"

stepped forward and grabbed Liu's shoulder, his whole body was shrouded in pain: "She doesn't forgive me, she doesn't even want to talk to me, she looks at me with disgust, disdain, she hates my touch...... It wasn't like this before, she liked me, loved me, loved me, loved my ......"

"Lord, that ...... That young lady will forgive you. ”

Liu Shi held back the pain in his shoulder, and said in a soft and loving tone.

"Why do you feel sorry for me?" Touching her eyes and seeing the emotions in them, Gong Che shouted: "I don't need people to feel distressed, I don't need to!" The night was dark, the atmosphere in the study was tense and depressing, and Liu's eyes were full of tears, was she wrong? She shouldn't be talkative, didn't she, why didn't she hold back, how could she leak her emotions in front of him?

See, he's not only devastated now, but he's also angry.

It's her who is not good, it's that she still has him like this, Liu's heart throbbed, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, Gong Che hugged her and hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear: "Don't ignore me, don't hate me, okay?" His head rested on her shoulder, and his tone was not sad.

Liu's expression was in a trance, a little uncomfortable with being held so tightly in his arms, she knew that he regarded her as the woman in the painting again, but she didn't want to think about it at this moment, as long as he could feel better, it didn't matter who she was, this ...... Maybe it's the only thing she can do for him, to be someone's stand-in and relieve him of the pain in his heart.

"You're not Xiao Wu, you're not her, I know. Gong Che's head was lifted from her shoulder, his eyes stared at her quietly, his face expressionless, and he said: "This king needs you to be her now, stay if you want, and leave immediately if you don't." Liu didn't move, his tearful eyes met his gaze, just looked at him, and didn't say a word.

"Okay, I got it. Gong Che said, leaning over and kissing her on the lips.

He was selfless, fierce and domineering, and she couldn't help but flinch in the slightest.

Liu's clenched fists slowly loosened, and his mind went blank.

Afterward...... She didn't remember much about what happened next, but she still had a little impression, especially when she opened her eyes and found herself there, a rapid flush on her cheeks.

It was as if it had been run over by a car, and it was very uncomfortable.

In the middle of the night, she sat up, and her cheeks became hotter and hotter when she saw the messy scene on the couch.

He's not here, it's getting brighter outside the window, is he going to go to the morning court?

Staying at the house, she picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her body one by one, secretly thinking: "His mood should be better, right?" She has no resentment about his loss of control, as long as he is good, as long as he is no longer in pain, it is worth it to her.

Warm as jade is him, like nine cold winters, extremely cold is also him, like the flame calcination is also him, she can't understand him, can't see through him, but in her heart, no matter what kind of him, she cares, likes, and loves for no reason. Thinking back to the pain in his eyes, and any kind of emotion in his dark eyes, Liu's heart throbbed again.

She felt sorry for him, but whenever she remembered his gaze, she would ...... She would feel sorry for him......

"Xiao Wu...... Who are you? Why don't you forgive the prince? He cares about you and loves you with all his heart, what kind of story does there be between you, and what kind of misunderstanding exists? ”