Her voice was low, as if there was no life, full of loneliness.

Duanmu Ming's body stiffened obviously, he circled her body tightly, his chin rested on her shoulder, his right hand covered his chest, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Xi'er, why do you think so?" It hurts so much. ”

The corners of Jun Qianxi's mouth curved, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips: "Isn't it?" ”

"Of course not." Duanmu Ming replied without the slightest hesitation, "If you really want to talk about qualifications, it's that I don't have qualifications." ”

Jun Qianxi suddenly fell silent, waiting for him to explain.

But the man behind him did not speak again.

She was angry in her heart, couldn't he take this opportunity to explain clearly, and let her eliminate the inferiority complex in her heart?

"Xi'er, you are starting to suffer from gains and losses, does this mean that you have me in your heart?" Duanmu Ming rubbed her face affectionately, "Xiao Xi'er, I swore that as long as I am here, my Xi'er only needs to be responsible for smiling like a flower." So, how can you let those annoying chores bother you? If you frown a little bit because of these things, I'm going to hurt here. ”

As he spoke, he took Jun Qianxi's hand and put it on his chest, with a little sadness on his face: "Xi'er, whether it is in the past, present or future, in my heart or beside me, there is only your place, believe me!" ”

In the moonlight, he was dressed in a gorgeous dress, his long black hair stood neatly on end, and the bangs on his forehead fell because of his bowing head, casting a shadow on his face.

His curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with infinite sadness.

At this time, he is not the world-famous Hades, just an ordinary man, begging for the trust of his beloved woman.

Jun Qianxi had never seen him look so depressed, as if he was a fragile porcelain doll, as long as she said a word, it would become fragmented.

She lowered her eyes, hiding the throbbing in her eyes.

"Xi'er, I don't ask you for anything else, as long as you promise me to protect you."

His deep voice lingered in her ears, knocking straight into the deepest part of her heart.

"Duanmu Ming, how can I be?" Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes sparkled with water.

Her chin was gently raised, and the face in front of her was so moving.

The corners of Duanmu Ming's mouth hooked slightly, and a kiss was lightly imprinted on her thin lips: "It's me who can actually yujian you." ”

The snowflakes suddenly fluttered in a hurry at this moment, Jun Qianxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a few tears slipped down.

At this time, a powerful spiritual pressure rose from under their feet.

"Ming'er, if you come to the Snow Mountain Sect and don't give me a greeting, you just destroy my ban and trample on my Snow Mountain Sect Temple, and bring a woman of unknown origin to kiss me in front of me, you are really getting more and more rebellious."

This pleasant and moving voice sounded, and the expression on Duanmu Ming's face became colder than ever: "Greetings to you?" From the moment you threw me into the Thunder Pool, we didn't have anything to do with each other. ”

As he spoke, he slapped a palm under him, and the temple under his feet was shattered by this powerful liliang.

"Others take your Snow Mountain Sect seriously, but in my eyes, you're not a fart."

"Hmph, you haven't learned anything in the past few years, but arrogance has learned!"