He stood up, raised his hand and stroked the hair behind her ear, his evil eyes full of affection, "Call me dead." ”

"Ugh." She sighed, "Don't make a fuss. ”

She walked out of the room, her legs were still a little uncomfortable because of excessive love, and she could bear it.

He pulled her back and said in a solemn tone, "This king is not joking. Grabbing her little hand and placing it on the mask on his left cheek, she jerked her hand.

"You're already a member of this king, so you don't want to see this king's grimace?" His cold heart seemed to crack and ach faintly.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at the pain that drifted through his cold bloody eyes, and she didn't know if his face was already as pale as a corpse, or because of sadness, his face seemed to be even paler.

A feeling of pain from him arose from the bottom of her heart.

She stood straight, silent.

"By the time you unmask this king, it's been too long." His voice was low and cold, "When this king is afraid of the old age, you are still hesitating. With your temperament, you won't take the initiative. Whether you agree to marry this king or not, you can only marry this king! This king doesn't want you to know what the left side of your future husband's face looks like. ”

She moved her red lips, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

"Your temperament is too cold, and this king is too cold, if this king does not press you step by step, between you and you, you will only stop moving, and you will only be frozen to death by each other." He stroked her cheek, which was smoother than condensation, with his fingertips pitying, "Jingyun, you are the woman of this king, and this king does not want to be too alienated from you. You haven't looked at the left side of this king's face, and this king always feels that there is an invisible barrier between us. ”

She stared at him indifferently, except for the fact that his right face was too fair and his right pupil was blood red, he was really very handsome. In her personal eyes, she is a modern person, unlike the ancients who were ignorant and regarded red eyes as an alien monster.

She didn't take the color of his eyes seriously at all, but felt that his right eye was strangely beautiful. In fact, she was also curious about what his left face looked like, which could scare people to death, but all along, she was reluctant to get close to his heart, just wanted to be as estranged from him as possible.

But he repeatedly backed down and pressed step by step.

She was almost powerless.

He sighed, a little lonely in his cold voice, "When you are willing to take off the mask on the left cheek of this king with your own hands, it is almost impossible, you know no, countless times of waiting, this king's heart has been nervous, wandering, uneasy." If you are destined not to accept the grimace of this king, then ...... Even if you are forced, you can only accept it! ”

She still didn't speak, just stared fixedly at the dark iron mask on the left side of his face that he hadn't even taken off when he was sleeping, even when he was in love with her.

It was a dark, dark gray mask that completely obscured the left side of his face, splitting his entire face into left and right halves.

The mask on the left, the right face is handsome and uncast.

Half-faced demons, worthy of their name.

Seeing that she didn't dodge her gaze for an instant, as if she acquiesced in his behavior, his heart couldn't help but jump wildly, more nervous. It turned out that he would also be nervous.

That's an emotion that hasn't been felt in years? At least twenty years without being nervous, until he met her, disrupting everything he had been immersed in the dark.