Chapter 117

"You ......" Night Hades didn't know how to speak, because Rakshasa said that it was already in your hand, which made Night Hades very surprised, when did she give it to herself, why didn't she know? This time, the wisdom of the night is dark, and the Rakshasa will not be able to fix it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The atmosphere was very awkward, and neither of the two took the lead in getting rid of this embarrassment, so one was full of thoughts, and the other stood leisurely.

"When?" Nightshade decided that this time he had to bow his head, because for the sake of his beloved, why bow to others?

"Oh? Ah Ye, it's rare. Rakshasa showed a half-face that seemed to be smiling, and looked at the night.

Rakshasa's words, completely silent and silent, at that moment he wanted to leave, not to face this woman who made him very uncomfortable, but for her, he couldn't, clenched hands buried in the long sleeves, he tried to calm his urge to leave, trying to maintain the stiff cheeks on his face because of impatience.

"I really want to know? Then I have a request. Rakshasa noticed the change in the mood of the night, and she restrained the taunt just now. Because since he rescued him and put him under house arrest in the underworld, he has never been in the same room as he was this time. So she didn't want such a rare time to pass too quickly, even though she knew, he was reluctant.

"What a request." After hearing Rakshasa's words, there was a pause for a moment, and then he asked indifferently.

"How about being my man?" Rakshasa spoke cautiously, the longing in his eyes so strong that he could clearly feel it in the night.

"Don't say it, you knew my answer a long time ago." The night is not going to be entangled in the sudden Rakshasa entanglement, since she said that the conjuring flag is in her hands, then it is good to find it herself, as for Dye'er, he thought, she would not want to agree to the Rakshasa either, although this is just her own idea.

Seeing the darkness of the night that turned around and wanted to leave, Rakshasa felt as if his heart was about to break at that moment, although he had rejected himself countless times, but he always had a trace of luck, always hoping that time could dilute everything, but he didn't expect that it was still the result of this hurtful experience.

"Wait a minute, don't you really want to know? Why don't you even think about it? Rakshasa didn't understand why he would rather wait for that water-based poplar woman than accept himself.

"There's nothing to think about, I won't sell myself for anything, because I only belong to one person, only her, who can make me give everything and take my life." The night darkness left the forbidden place without looking back, leaving a sad Rakshasa with a gray background and a black dress, at this moment, the Rakshasa with half makeup looked a little lonely.

"Do you remember that white jade willow hairpin?" Rakshasa suddenly shouted.

Hearing the Rakshasa shouting, the hairpin that was mentioned, the night shadow couldn't help but think of a snow-white, like a catkins-shaped hairpin, he remembered, it was a long time ago, after the Rakshasa gave it to himself after house arrest, but he never wore it, and was thrown away by himself, thinking of this, the night ghost heart chuckled, is that the spirit flag? In that case, he really hoped that the hairpin that he had discarded in the corner would not be picked up by others.

The night did not pause, and walked quickly towards his courtyard, completely ignoring the hatred and jealousy of the face of Rakshasa behind him.