Hearing that these views of the master were written by a person named Wushuang Gongzi, she felt that this Wushuang Gongzi was really a wise and good person.

If only he were the monarch of this world, he would surely make the people happier.

As soon as Luoyue sat down, before she picked up her chopsticks, a loud cry from the little eunuch came from outside, "The master has arrived-"

The originally calm and gentle atmosphere in the room froze, Mingyan paused with the spoon, regained her indifferent look, put the spoon down, got up, and walked out of the door with a calm expression.

"The master is auspicious."

Mingyan blessed her body.

The eighth master looked at her, she still had this indifferent look, and she seemed to be close and far away from him.

made him feel happy that she was willing to talk to him at first, and frustrated the next because the look in her eyes was too indifferent.

She seemed to think of herself as a stranger.

Polite and well-behaved conversation, looking friendly, but completely devoid of affection.

The eighth master's heart ached a little, and his face was a little gloomy, but he didn't dare to ask her for anything more.

After he brought her back, she didn't cry or make trouble, and there was no dispute.

Such a blandness made him even more at a loss.

Every time he confessed his mistakes to her and wanted to talk deeply, she was even more indifferent to "reconcile".

After trying a few times, he didn't even dare to talk deeply.

It's just a short talk.

Although every time I talk to her, it is like a blunt knife on my heart, but it is always better than when he brings up the topic, she wants to beat him into the boundless hell.

Now, he doesn't dare to ask for too much.

The eighth master looked at Mingyan quietly, and sighed in his heart.

How did they get to this point?

She is obviously still so gentle and decent, but she is still not the Mingyan she used to be, only his Mingyan.

The eighth master looked at her quietly with such a stagnant movement, his eyes were obsessed and obsessed.

Inch by inch swept her eyebrows, her eyes, the bridge of her nose, her lips that were so pale that they were not stained vermilion but were still pink

Watching her gently pick up the vegetables, watching the elegance and delicacy of the spoon never touching the bowl when she drinks the soup, and seeing the corners of her mouth rise slightly when she eats the dishes she likes to eat

Every movement, every look, even the faint sound of breathing was what he liked

But she didn't look at him anymore.

Even though she was so cold, he couldn't help but want to care about her.

Contrary to the previous anger that stimulated her and got her care, the eighth master now understands that if you want others to love you, you need to give love first.

She has paid so much love for him, but he didn't know how to cherish it and missed it, and now he wants to redeem it, even if he is dumped by her, he can accept it.

He deserves all this.

"Eat more, see you're a little thin."

He didn't dare to say anything, only took the most food she had just clipped, and put it in her bowl.

It's a shame to say that they have lived together for so long, but he doesn't even know what she likes to eat, but she is the one who takes care of him everywhere, whether it is life or career, she assists him in every detail

He looked at her with a deep look in his eyes that was very moving.

He really wanted to say to her, "Mingyan, thank you for coming back, I will definitely make up for you and be twice as good to you." ”

But I'm afraid that if she says this, her cold word "Heli" will be smashed again