Chapter 242: It's Sad, Really

"Perhaps." Sheng Han's sleeves hammered his palm, "It may also be the appearance of the big guy's dream lover." ”

In the near future, she learns that her nonsense will be very different from the truth.

Fifteen is really going to vomit blood, "So can you have a sense of crisis?" This strange existence is often the source of destroying a person's happy life! ”

"But I can't help the big guy if he wants to change his mind, I'm young, cute, well-behaved and sensible, so that the big guy can get tired of me, how can I stop him from falling in love with someone else's freshness?"

"Don't make excuses for yourself!" Fifteen hates that iron does not become steel, "You never fight for it, you live a muddy life, and you are completely passively beaten, you can tell me how you are fat!" ”

It's so angry that its mouth is scooping!

Sheng Han's sleeves rarely went back immediately, and he looked away with a little weakness, "Is that a mess of me?" It's clear that there is no heart and no lungs, okay! No heart, no lungs, no tiredness alive! ”

"Don't give me nonsense!" Fifteen didn't believe her nonsense at all, "What are you afraid of, do you think you are not worthy of the prince of war in your identity?" Don't forget that you're now the little princess of the Eternal Night! You are not the Sheng Han sleeves of the past!

"In the past, you had nothing, and you were beaten by the disgusting adoptive parents, but now it's different! You are also Qisleeve, you are young, beautiful, and you have capital! ”

"Someone once provoked you, and you took the risk of being punished by your adoptive parents to 'reward' others, look at you now, just shrink back if you have nothing to do! Can you live yourself? ”

After a pause for a few seconds, Fifteen softened his tone, "It's not that you want to fight for the heart of the prince or anything, I just want you to live a really happy life and don't wronged yourself for others." ”

"If you really don't like that war lord, then when I recover from my injuries, let's walk together, and I have to survive with a master like you."

Sheng Han's sleeve's expression became more and more stunned as it spoke, and he was speechless for a long time.

……

Did she wronged herself?

Thinking about it seriously, falling in love with a big guy is not a recent thing, but she suppressed this feeling over and over again and turned a blind eye.

It seems that she is not only afraid of the danger of staying by the big guy's side, nor is she afraid of the risk of being a princess with her sleeves back, she is even more arrogant.

In the past ten years, she has been hit hard, almost all of her pride has been wiped out.

It's sad, really.

Because of that experience, she didn't think she was good, and she didn't think she was qualified to be pampered and loved.

How can she regain her self-confidence?

……

"Yes, the girl fell asleep by the cage of fifteen, and there was felt on the floor, so it was not too cold, and the slave did not move the girl, so as not to wake her."

“……”

"Most of the girls are tired."

In the haze, Sheng Hansleeve heard the faint sound of conversation, she raised her head, the cloak on her body immediately slipped to the ground, and her right hand, which had been used as a pillow for a long time, was so numb that she couldn't move.

Fifteen in the dog cage also slept soundly, and she remembered that she had cried heartily before.

Pei Lingqi pushed open the door, and crashed into the confused tricks of the sleepy-eyed little girl who had just woken up, her heart was stagnant, and she unconsciously softened her expression, "Sleeves? ”

"Lord Wang." She rubbed her eyes with her left hand, and the next second she was pulled into a hot embrace.

"Why did you sleep here?" Pei Lingqi kissed the corner of her forehead that pressed out the traces, "It's been nearly an hour to sleep, aren't you afraid of stomach pain?" ”

Sheng Hansleeve licked his dry lips, touched his abdomen, and his voice was soft, "It didn't hurt in the afternoon, it's not in the way." ”

"Wait until the next time it hurts, don't be coquettish to this king." He doesn't threaten to be a deterrent.

The girl was smirking.