Xiao Ziyu was tired of Ling Luo's various harassments, and he couldn't wait to fly back to Jinyu Wangcheng immediately, and he could completely relax when he handed over this noisy woman to Xiao Batian, but when Wangcheng was really close at hand, Xiao Ziyu's heart suddenly swelled up with strange feelings.

Although Ling Luo's woman is indeed strange and troublesome, she can't catch up with Yun Ji's suppleness and gentleness, but she is still just a girl who is no more than ten years old, and her crystal-like transparent eyes will always reveal deep sadness from time to time, although Xiao Ziyu still can't think of anything, but her feelings for Ling Luo have long since become no longer so hostile.

Although Xiao Ziyu really didn't want to admit it, he had to say that he knew Xiao Batian very well, since Ling Luo was the person he specified to be, it also meant that she must have something on her body that Xiao Batian wanted very much, and with his cruel and domineering character, Ling Luo would definitely be doomed next.

Xiao Ziyu has never been a kind person, and there are not a few people who torture and die in his hands, and he has never felt guilty in the past, after all, it is important for people to consider themselves in the world, but somehow, Xiao Ziyu has always felt that Ling Luo is a very special existence, although he has no memory of her in his mind, let alone how he feels about her, but he just can't let her go.

"Young Master, have you really decided to hand over Ling Luo to the king?" After the spring supper at night, Yun Ji asked softly in Xiao Ziyu's arms as if unintentionally, her voice mixed with imperceptible worry and burden. During this period of time, although Ling Luo's soft grinding and hard bubbles seemed to have no effect on the bright side, Xiao Ziyu still had a cold face and a cold heart, but Yun Ji, who was closest to him, could feel that Xiao Ziyu's heart was touched, even if he lost all the good memories he had had, his body and mind still retained a deep imprint on his lover.

Xiao Ziyu has not changed much to Yun Ji, she is still the only pet of others, but Yun Ji can clearly feel the absent-mindedness of the person next to the pillow, just because his every move is so light in her eyes, so Yun Ji will be able to understand Xiao Ziyu's thoughts.

Xiao Ziyu's hand around Yun Jixiang's shoulder shrank slightly, Yun Ji nestled in his chest, there was no way to see Xiao Ziyu's expression, but after a long time, he still heard a dull affirmation, "Hmm." ”

Although Ling Luo's existence will definitely affect the situation of Yun Ji and Xiao Ziyu together, Yun Ji doesn't want Xiao Ziyu to regret what she is doing now for the rest of her life, just because she loves it too much, so she will be so worried and afraid of a person.

Yun Ji is not afraid that Xiao Ziyu will resent her after knowing everything one day, just because she has already thought about all the causes and consequences clearly, and it is already worth it to be able to exchange deep resentment for this period of time, Yun Ji is just afraid that if Xiao Ziyu remembers everything one day, he will hate himself.

Love is at its deepest, and the sorrow is nothing more than that, but I am afraid that he will not be able to get the happiness in his heart, even if the source of that happiness has nothing to do with him.