Luo Xi is very glad that he didn't choose to let Jing Mohao carry himself out, otherwise, it is estimated that he will not be able to go out next year.

Eventually, the car slowly approached a tall, ornate gate with a plaque written in Chinese as "Xixi Manor".

The gate opened automatically, the car slowly drove in, and the spacious avenue, on both sides, was greeted by the red rose trail all over the mountains and fields, and the overwhelming warm colors impacted Luoxi's visual nerves, giving her the illusion of stepping into a fairy tale.

It seems that everything now is not an illusion, but the days full of bitterness in the Dark Empire are my own illusions.

Between the two of them, it should be so sweet, there has been no pain and separation, no other people's figures, only romance and happiness, just like these bowls full of red blooming here.

Luo Xi touched his nose on the glass of the car window, wanting to get closer and look more closely.

Here, it belongs to the Xixi Manor, and the Xixi Manor belongs to the two of them.

Such beauty, beauty makes people moved, beautiful people are refreshed, forget all the past, forget all the past troubles, just want time to stay in this moment, not forward, not backward.

At this moment, she didn't want to ask him anything, what he had done these days when he hadn't met her, what he had done in the court, and what he had done to Su Tang, she wouldn't ask anything.

At this moment, her heart is so empty and free, enough to accommodate all grievances and dissatisfactions, and happily exists.

But it was so small and free, it could only accommodate the two of them, only the memories and topics that the two of them shared, and other things could no longer make her care.

The speed of the car gradually decreases, and finally it reaches zero point.

The man's breath quietly approached, and he kissed the woman lightly on the neck, "Luoxi, get out of the car." ”

Luo Xi turned around, his face unconsciously covered with tears.

She has unconsciously returned to the stupid woman who is most easily impressed.

Jing Mohao didn't ask, just helped her wipe away her tears and looked at her fixedly.

"Jing Mohao..."Luo Xi called him.

"Hmm." The man answered, squeezing her hand and caressing the ring on her ring finger.

"Did you come to see me yesterday?" Luo Xi asked softly and chatteringly.

The man's dark eyes gradually deepened, with a touch of indescribable meaning, and he looked at her affectionately and playfully.

Luo Xi just wanted to ask him what he was selling, but the man suddenly spoke, "What?" Dreaming of me? ”

“... Not at all. Luo Xi opened his eyes and lost the loss in his eyes.

Who expected that the man would straighten his face again, "It's so difficult to tell the truth?" ”

"It's just not. contentad2(); Luo Xi raised his chin and didn't relent.

If it's really a dream, don't let him know, she doesn't want him to blame himself.

But if it's not a dream, it's that he really came, then he can't admit it, he doesn't even admit that he has come, why should he admit it.

The two were at a standoff across from each other, and the man looked at her deeply and suddenly took off the ring on her ring finger.

"What do you do?" Luo Xi looked down at his movements.

The man took out his ring from his pocket and put it together, and the points of light fused and merged into one.

"Xiao Mengyun got it for you?" The man asked.

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