Long.

It's been a long time –

Yun Jiumo's posture, his waist was very uncomfortable, and he wanted to move out of the oppressive momentum of Evil Qianshu.

Just moved.

The man straightened up and withdrew his hand from the bed.

The hot breath and the yuya ambergris stained in the nose also slowly dispersed at this moment.

There were still some Yun Jiumo who couldn't come back to their senses, lying on the bed, stiffening, not knowing what they were thinking, and their eyes were a little empty.

Until, when the man's steady and gentle footsteps sounded in the room.

She suddenly came back to her senses and sat up.

The man turned his back to her.

Dressed in an ink-colored brocade robe, gilded ripples rippled in the dim light of the room.

Even if it's just a back, it's terrifyingly cold.

Up and down the body, the aura is so cold that no one can enter.

He...... Planning to leave?

Yun Jiumo opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

She knew he was angry.

She was angry that she obviously wanted him to be her backer, but she didn't trust her.

If you are anyone, you will feel uncomfortable.

But......

Should she tell Xuan Xinling's secret to Evil Qianshu?

Should I tell him such a big secret, a life-threatening secret?

He and her, in the final analysis, are just a relationship of mutual cooperation and mutual use.

…… Rao is heart, so constantly analyzing the pros and cons.

But when I saw the man's lonely back, about to disappear at the door of the room.

The body is almost out of the hands of the brain......

Yun Jiumo stood up and chased after the man: "Wait...... Wait a minute. ”

The man seemed to have been waiting for her to speak.

Her voice came out.

He had stopped.

Yun Jiumo walked behind Xie Qianshu in a few steps, and his slender little white hand grabbed his robe.

She could feel it clearly.

When his hand landed on his robe, it was still trembling slightly.

It was her first ...... Try to trust someone.

Evil Qianshu did not speak.

Silently waiting for her next.

Yun Jiumo clutched his robe tightly, his forehead rested on his back, and lowered his eyes slightly: "Evil Qianshu, you are really ...... It's 'annoying'. ”

The girl's voice was a little hoarse.

He said "hate" in his mouth, but his little hands clenched tighter.

This unconscious action made the inexplicable sense of boredom in Xie Qianshu's heart dissipate and disappear.

"I'll think about where to start." Yun Jiumo pursed his lips.

Evil Qianshu didn't move, and felt the delicate warmth behind him: "Are you sure you want to use this posture to talk to the deity?" ”

The temperature of her forehead, and the familiar ambergris, reminded her of the close contact between her and Evil Qianshu at this time.

And she, like a little white lotus, is still clutching the robe of the evil thousand.

Yun Jiumo: "......"

Who is she? Where is she? What is she going to do?

No...... It's not her!

As a queen, how can you make such a little woman's action?

She's not! She didn't! It's all an illusion!

Yun Jiumo let go of him, took two steps back suddenly, and put on a serious face: "Sit!" ”

She pulled over the wooden chair and sat down.

Evil Qianshu raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the girl hanging her head slightly, holding her face with a depressed face.

Thin lips of rose, slightly upturned with a hint of extremely shallow curvature.

He pulled out a chair and sat down across from the girl, staring at her deeply.

"Little Brother Evil King...... Your gaze is too ...... Affectionate, right? A certain queen who adjusted her mentality, when she spoke again, it was a glamorous and charming word.