Thump! Thump!

Blood pounds against blood vessels, and hearts beat like drums.

Luo Jia turned her face slightly sideways, looking at the purple disciple standing on the side of the bed, her mind was completely blank.

For a moment, the room was silent only for the sound of her breathing.

As for the purple disciple, he and Ben didn't breathe, but held their breath, waiting for her answer.

I'm afraid I'll miss a word.

However, no.

Nothing.

Luo Jia didn't say anything.

"Uh...... "Zitu opened his lips firmly, "if you don't want to...... Never mind...... You have a good rest, I'll go see ......"

What to see? He doesn't know either!

He just thought it would be better to find an excuse to get out of here, because he was so sad in his heart, he wanted to get angry, he wanted to kill, and he seemed to be unable to breathe in the next moment, in short, he wanted to get out of here.

So, he turned around and walked out.

When Luo Jia came back to her senses, the purple disciple had already walked to the door, and realizing that her reaction was too fast, she spoke anxiously.

"Purple disciple!"

The purple disciple stopped, but her face did not turn away, she probably wanted to comfort him!

"Luojia, actually you ......"

Clenching his two fists, Luo Jia summoned all his courage and interrupted his voice, "I do!" ”

Despite this, her voice was really not loud, but, with his ears, he naturally heard it.

The originally depressed mood is like a flower that suddenly blooms, and suddenly it is incomparably fragrant.

The purple disciple turned around, and his always wooden face was full of surprise.

The figure shook, and he had jumped to the side of her bed, and he reached over to pull her palm, but his hand reached to the side and retracted, placing it at his side in a proper manner.

"Do you really want to?"

The sentence just now had used up all her courage, Luo Jia didn't dare to meet his gaze, lowered her long eyes again, bit her lip and nodded very lightly.

The purple disciple took a deep breath, and then said in a very serious tone, as if he had sworn an oath.

"After dealing with the affairs of the elf village, I will marry you."

Luo Jia's face hung lower, and then she gave a voice smaller than the buzzing of a mosquito.

I met him for the first time during the trial in the academy, and after a few contacts, Luo Jia had a good impression of this young man who didn't like to talk.

Later, because of a command from the purple pupil, the purple disciple protected her as the thing he cared about the most.

They practice together, do tasks together, eat together......

He never talks much, doesn't do much, but is always the first to protect her when he is in danger.

This young man had already unconsciously touched Luo Jia's mind and became the most secret thing in her heart.

In the past two years, the two of them have traveled back and forth between Beizhou, Xizhou, and Zhongzhou for the sake of Zitong and Beichen, and they have been separated and gathered, but his protection for her has never changed.

The footsteps sounded softly, and the maid walked in with the boiled porridge.

"Miss Luojia, can you drink some porridge?"

"I'll come."

Zitu took the initiative to take the porridge bowl.

The maid retreated, he sat beside her, learned from Beichen to take care of Zitong, took a spoonful of porridge, and gently blew it to her mouth.

Luo Jia blushed like the most delicious berry in the elven village.

"I ...... I'll do it myself! ”

Zitu looked at her, then put the spoon back into the porridge bowl and handed it to her.

This guy is completely solid, and how can he understand the girl's mind that turns a thousand times.