Chapter 942: What Qualifications Do You Have to Say Her?
"Huanhuan, why did you come suddenly?" Ye Luo frowned, holding Xia Qinghuan's hand slightly, "Didn't I say that I would come back as soon as possible?" ”
"Caiyi said that he is not doing well, so I asked me to come to you immediately. Ye Luo, will he ...... Something? ”
Will it be okay, will it be - die?
Ye Luo's brows twisted deeper, but there was no way to give her a positive answer, "Don't worry, I'll do my best." ”
As soon as the words fell, when he looked up, he suddenly met the man who was striding towards them, and Ye Luo's face changed.
"Huanhuan!"
She nervously grabbed Xia Qinghuan's hand and was about to leave.
But since Quan Moxu saw it, since he came over, how could he let them leave so easily?
Ye Luo didn't even have time to take a step, the man had already arrived in front of them, the inky black pupils tightly grasped the eyes of the woman in white, her chest rose and fell, her hands grabbed her shoulder blades tightly, and the force was so strong that she almost crushed her bones. But the faintly exposed green tendons on the man's forehead still show his patience at the moment.
If it weren't for his extreme patience, he might really have missed her and broken her!
"Huan'er."
The two words were dumb and low, and after a long while, they slowly popped out of the man's throat.
Xia Qinghuan's eyes shrank slightly, her expression was empty, and there was a trace of fear and indifference.
She grabbed the hand of the woman beside her tightly, "Ye Luo, he ...... Who is he? ”
Quan Moxu was slightly shocked, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "Huan'er!" ”
"Ye Luo, who is this person!"
Xia Qinghuan seemed to be even more flustered after he called her again, but in this helplessness, he added more coldness and resistance, and slammed the hands on his shoulders hard, and his delicate eyebrows frowned fiercely.
She finally looked directly into the eyebrows that met him, "Who the hell are you, do we know each other?" Please don't hold me like this, it hurts! ”
Breathing was stagnant, and the man's pale joints were trembling.
The Adam's apple kept rolling, and he finally moved his gaze to the person beside her, Ye Luo's scalp tingled from his gloomy and terrifying eyes, "Your Majesty, you don't think Huanhuan's amnesia has anything to do with me, do you?" Still, she pretended to be calm, "It's not been a long time, you shouldn't have forgotten where she fell." It's normal to not remember you in such a high place. ”
It's normal to have amnesia, but she has to say that it's normal not to remember him.
Like a sharp knife piercing straight into the heart and lungs, the pain is uncontrollable.
Quan Moxu's thin lips pursed into a straight line, "Since you still remember who I am and know who she is, why didn't you send her to the palace after saving her?" The cold voice seemed to be quenched with ice, "Ye Luo, what kind of heart do you have?" ”
Ye Luo is afraid of her, a habit that has long been formed.
Just hearing his words, I still couldn't help but sneer, "Your Majesty, who stipulated that I had to send you back after I saved someone?" Do you feel so good about yourself that you lost her and almost killed her, and you want me to wipe your ass? ”
This time, before the man could speak, his hands were suddenly empty!
Xia Qinghuan pushed him away fiercely, and because his attention was focused on Ye Luo, everything was so caught off guard.
"Your Majesty? To the east? ”
Xia Qinghuan's face was expressionless, "Ye Luo is my savior, what qualifications do you have to say her?" ”