Hearing this, Su Kui nodded with a smile, "You also said it, it's just suppression, everyone in the world knows it, there is no cure for drunken red face, don't you know?" Well? ”

"It's my fault......" As her slightly sarcastic words fell, Yue Fusang's straight back slowly drooped, and her lead-gray eyelashes were like dragonflies that had lost their lives in an instant, and their wings drooped.

He hadn't rested for a few days, and there were cyan bruises under his eyes, which were very suitable for kissing, and the thin lips that used to be Su Kui's favorite were also slightly white and lost their blood.

His whole person, as if overnight, lost his fighting spirit.

Su Kui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red lips pursed slightly, a little unbearable.

In the end, she chose to reach out and take the medicine bowl and drank the dark brown and bitter liquid inside. Putting down the medicine bowl, she frowned, and looked at Yue Fusang with cold eyes, "I'm done drinking, this time, you can go, right?" ”

"Yue Fusang, I don't need you to pity me, everything I have done now, you can treat me as atoning for the sins I have done. You can leave, because no one in the Luo Sect will stop you, go back and be your high-ranking young palace master, how about it? ”

She stabbed him in the heart sentence by sentence, and now, she probably won't believe that she has been attracted to her anymore, right? All his actions, in her eyes, were nothing more than premeditation, or sympathy for her.

Proud as she is, how can she endure it.

But, he's really not-

"Manshu, what should I do so that you can believe that I have no ill will towards you?" He struggled to squeeze such a sentence out of his throat, and a deep despair had already floated in those light-colored pupils.

If Su Kui looked up at him at this time, he would definitely be able to detect it.

But Su Kui didn't look at it, her slender and white fingers wrapped around her ink-colored hair, and then, watching them around her fingertips. Repeat again and again, as if you never get tired of it.

Hearing this, she said casually: "Oh, then you kneel, you kneel, I will believe you, how about it?" ”

A three-point smile was on her lips, and she couldn't see the emotion. In fact, she doesn't care anymore, no matter what.

She didn't think that Yue Fusang would do this, his arrogance was never inferior to her. She had held out for so long, and even tried to break his tendons and tendons, seeing that he could only crawl under his feet in exchange for his submission. But in fact, no matter what she did, she couldn't get a frightened look from him.

He wasn't afraid of her, and he wasn't afraid of death, so there was nothing to threaten him.

Now I say it, but I still have a little unwillingness in my heart. She provoked him with the most extreme words, trying to drive him away, she didn't want her fragile state to be exposed to the eyes of a man she wanted to conquer the most.

Playing with her hair, she glanced at it leisurely.

A dull sound came into his ears, and Su Kui's eyes shrank rapidly the moment he saw the picture in front of him. Her throat was dry, and something was squeezing into her firmly sealed heart little by little.

"You-"

Yue Fusang knelt straight in front of her, almost the moment her voice fell, without hesitation, in front of her, bowing his head.

Inexplicably, she wanted to laugh, so she laughed, tears flying out of her eyes, wetting her black eyelashes. "The more Fusang, the more Fusang, you still have today?!"

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