Chapter Eighty-Five: You Have to Listen.

Like a thunderclap exploding in the hollow valley, after a short silent blank, Luo Xiaoci's brain echoed with Ye Tianchen's voice:

Actually, I don't cite ......

I don't cite ......

Don't lift ......

Raise......

Luo Xiaoci pinched her thigh mercilessly, the pain in her leg made her sure that she was not dreaming, and then looked at Ye Tianchen, holding her head with her forehand, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and she glanced at her obliquely, and the corners of her mouth also bent up in a shallow arc, which looked like she was radiant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Is she crazy or is Ye Tianchen crazy?

Ye Tianchen's voice was automatically replayed in her ears again:

"I'll tell you a little secret. Actually, I don't cite it. ”

Luo Xiaoci: ".................."

Nima, is this a little secret?!this!is!small!secret!secret!!!!

Luo Xiaoci suddenly thought in a panic: When Ye Tianchen wakes up, will she be killed?! No, Ye Tianchen, aren't you the male protagonist who can be plus seven times a night, aren't you still playing with Luo Ci in the original book to the point of exploding? !

But Luo Xiaoci's mind suddenly burst out of a fragment of the original book:

Ye Tianchen raised his slender hand, lifted the soft hair of Luo Ci, who was sleeping in his arms, his eyes were gentle and domineering, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Woman, you are my medicine. ’”

Luo Xiaoci: ".................."

At that time, she felt that this line was demonic, and by the way, she complained about what it meant to be "gentle and domineering".

But because she now has a new understanding of this sentence, she has no intention of paying attention to those who have and don't, and her three views have been impacted like never before, and they have almost been shattered into a QR code...... Luo Xiaoci couldn't continue to think about it, and if she continued to think about it, her brain would almost be overloaded, but she had already vaguely figured out a line in her subconscious, and she realized that if what Ye Tianchen said was true, then there were indeed reasonable explanations for many things before.

She only felt that her hands and feet were as light as pieces of paper, and she fell into a strange fluttering fairy fugue state......

Can she forget about this conversation, and let it objectively not exist, so that she may not be silenced......

Luo Xiaoci said weakly: "Lord Wang, you are drunk, it's time to rest." After speaking, he stood up and wanted to pull Ye Tianchen back to the bed.

Ye Tianchen sat stubbornly on the chair, inexplicably weighing as much as a pound, and Luo Xiaoci didn't pull it for a while.

He repeated: "I'm not drunk. ”

Luo Xiaoci was going crazy: "You're drunk, you don't realize what you're talking about just now......"

Ye Tianchen said: "Of course I know what I'm talking about, I can tell you again, in fact, I ......"

Luo Xiaoci interrupted forcefully and rarely: "You don't have to say anything. ”

She didn't want to hear anything anymore.

Ye Tianchen said: "Don't you believe it, don't believe it, I'll touch it for you, you won't be able to ......" When he spoke, he directly stretched out his hand, and without hesitation, he leaned in the direction that made Luo Xiaoci creepy.

What the hell is Ye Tianchen doing! Luo Xiaoci was so frightened that his hair stood up, and he jumped up directly from the chair and jumped out of the distance. But I don't know if she was too frightened before, she was dizzy for a while, and her cheeks began to burn: "No need! I believe it." ”

Ye Tianchen seemed to be dissatisfied with Luo Xiaoci's action of hiding away, he stared at Luo Xiaoci directly, slowly frowned, and said slowly: "You are very-incomprehensible." ”

I don't understand the style of the style!

Luo Xiaoci was about to cry: "If you don't understand the style, you can't understand the style, but the prince, you are really drunk, go to sleep!!"

Ye Tianchen glared at Luo Xiaoci, his eyes were like torches: "Nonsense, how many times have I said it, I, no, drunk." ”

There is a sense of "you say that I am drunk and will wipe you out on the spot" in his eyes.

Luo Xiaoci was forced by that look to chuckle in his heart again, and compromised: "Okay, okay, you're not drunk, everyone is drunk, you wake up alone." ”

Ye Tianchen then took back his torch-like gaze, was silent for a long time, and said: "In short, it is an indisputable fact that this king does not raise. ”

Luo Xiaoci said: "There is nothing to fight for, and no one wants to fight with you." ”

Ye Tianchen then asked, "Then do you want to know why I didn't raise it?"

Luo Xiaoci said: "No, thank you, I don't want to know." ”

She doesn't want to know, she doesn't want to know anything anymore!

It was as if a huge butcher's knife was hanging over her head, and she could hear the ticking countdown to death, Luo Xiaoci cried bitterly in her heart, what did she ask, she didn't have the brains to imagine how she would be killed by the sober-up Ye Tianchen tomorrow.

Luo Xiaoci couldn't look at the ceiling, sighed, and decided to go ahead with thirty-six plans: "Lord Wang, I'm tired, go and rest first." ”

She turned to leave, but her hand was suddenly grabbed again, this time the force was more brutal than the previous times, and she was directly pulled into the chair opposite Ye Tianchen.

Ye Tianchen stared at her, and his tone was as arrogant as his movements: "No, you are not allowed to sleep, you have to listen, I am talking to you." ”

Luo Xiaoci sighed again, and persuaded herself, That's it, anyway, it's all dead, what's the difference if you know a little more?

Luo Xiaoci cleared his throat, trying to hide the gossip in his tone: "Say it." ”

Ye Tianchen didn't answer, his gaze fell lightly on the figure in the bronze mirror, and the light of the gilt lamp reflected his side face, blurring the outline for a moment, and the reflection was hazy.

I only heard him speak slowly, and his tone was deep and I don't know how many octaves: "I-once loved a woman. ”

“……”

Luo Xiaoci was taken aback by this cold and unchanging style of painting, Brother Chen, do you know that you are drunk today? Why does the style of painting change when you say that it has changed, this kind of reminiscence is like a thick sadness wind in the past few years, and it is very weird to put it on you, okay? Have you ever loved a woman? Could it be that this Nima is still caused by emotional injury?

Luo Xiaoci said: "Are you talking about Liu Yueqing? ”

Ye Tianchen shook his head heavily: "No, it's not her, it's another woman, it's even earlier, when I was only fourteen." I have a deep affection for her, but she wants to hurt me at that juncture. ”

Luo Xiaoci only listened to his own shriveled voice: "What kind of juncture?"

Ye Tianchen lowered his eyes, and there was a hint of shame in his voice: "Yes, it's that kind of juncture." ”

“…………”

She didn't understand it wrong, what does "that juncture" mean?!

Ye Tianchen lowered his eyes for a long time, but he didn't wait for Luo Xiaoci's reply, he looked up and saw that Luo Xiaoci was staring at him with a dark face.

I saw Luo Xiaoci squeezing out a question stubbornly: "...... Are you sure you're fourteen??"