This villain is really like the hero

Chapter 629 The Weird Son of Light 47

Alan didn't understand what Yan Ruo meant, so he looked straight at Yan Ruo with those long and narrow eyes, hoping that she could help him clear up his doubts.

Yan Ruo nodded, and said with certainty, "Yes, it's because of you, Son of God Ailun."

"Holy Maiden Shelley, I... I don't seem to understand what you mean. What do you mean because of me?"

Even though Alan didn't get the answer at this time, he felt that the soreness in his heart seemed to have miraculously dissipated a lot.

It's like because of the three words the other party just said - because of you.

In the past few worlds, Yan Ruo said too many words like "I like you" and "I like you" after realizing her own feelings, but this time she didn't intend to say that.

Instead, he raised his eyes slightly, and asked in an unhurried tone, "God Son Alan, do you like me?"

The world is quiet.

The astonishment on Alan's face could not be concealed, as if he never thought that Yan Ruo would suddenly ask such a question.

He wanted to say he didn't like it.

But for some reason, my heart was beating like thunder.

Just a casual sentence from the other party made him unable to control his heartbeat.

And it was the same just now, just a random question or a smile from the other party was enough to eliminate the strong sour feeling in his heart.

Is this really the effect of the presence of demons in one's body?

Allen, who was extremely determined just now, suddenly became a little uncertain.

He looked up at Yan Ruo, "I..."

I do not like you.

That's just a few words.

In his opinion, it should be a very simple sentence, a word of dislike can express everything, but he doesn't know why he can't continue when the words come to his mouth.

Can't bear to say?

dare not say?

Or...don't want to say?

Allen's heart beat faster and faster.

As long as a certain idea springs up like mushrooms after rain, it will start to grow wildly in my heart.

But this kind of emotion was obviously too foreign to him.

Alan, who was so unfamiliar that he could still keep his mind and show no fear even in the face of the devil, couldn't help feeling a little panicked and escaping at this moment.

He didn't know if his guess was right, and he didn't know how to answer Yan Ruo's question at this moment.

He was still thinking.

The air was extremely silent, and Allen could clearly hear their staggered breathing in addition to his own rapid heartbeat.

One after another, it also makes people feel an indescribable sense of intimacy and stability.

Allen pinched his palm, pretending to be calm, "The question of the Holy Maiden of Shelley is a bit too abrupt. If I have misunderstood you by my previous actions, I can only say sorry to you here. It is just my fault. The devil made a lie, and pretended to be thinking about you in order to convince him."

He avoided the original question, and used this plausible answer as his own answer.

For ordinary people, after listening to what he said, they will definitely feel that since they like it is just pretending, then they must not like it.

But Yan Ruo didn't think so.

She knew Allen too well.

With just one look, you can see his entanglement and escape at the moment.

Yan Ruo twirled her fingers, and immediately made a decision in her heart - she had thought about it, since she had already mentioned this issue, she should take the initiative to attack and not give the other party any chance to evade or delay time.

"You said it was a lie before, I believe it."

Without waiting for Allen to breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Ruo hooked her red lips again, and asked with a smile: "But the past was the past, and now is the present. The question I just asked was, do you like me now? Whether you like me or not, it's just It's not difficult to answer with one or two words, avoiding each other, right?"

Allen was silent.

He looked at Yan Ruo, and Yan Ruo looked at him.

His figure was exceptionally clear in those eyes.

What about in your own eyes?

Is there such a particularly clear figure?

For some reason, such an absurd thought popped into his mind.

His body froze, even because he felt a little sweaty.

The tone of the other party's question was understated, more casual than casually mentioning the weather, but this question fell heavily on his heart.

"Huh? Is this question difficult to answer?" Yan Ruo asked again.

Allen only felt that the opponent was pressing every step of the way.

He couldn't help but torturing his heart with her question.

Like it or not is just a one-word answer, is it so difficult?

When avoidance is unavoidable, the thought of escaping in his heart will dissipate, and Allen finally looks directly into his heart.

"I don't know if I like you, but I think so." Alan's voice became firmer, "Except for you, no one has ever been able to touch my emotions and thoughts with just one word. I have never liked to be with you." People are close, and I prefer the cleanliness of living alone. But I don’t object to coming to see you every three days, and sometimes I even feel that three days is too long, and sometimes I’m not willing to leave after the music is over.”

He has never been in touch with emotion, and he is in the Temple of Light, and no one can tell him what love is.

But he has a feeling.

If he still doesn't like Yan Ruo's feelings, then he probably won't be tempted in this life, let alone anyone.

The question that I tried every means to avoid just now is actually not difficult after answering it now.

Even, I couldn't help feeling a little more relaxed all over my body.

Yes, he likes the Virgin of Shelley, and the woman in front of him.

Even if this is not in line with the rules of the temple, but this love came so suddenly, and it makes people feel blood boiling and happy.

What's more, at this moment, he can still ask Yan Ruo in an extremely calm tone: "I like you, what about you?"

"Of course." Yan Ruo didn't hesitate, the smile on his brows was even stronger than before.

Sure enough, she didn't lie to herself, she smiled so happily because of herself, not because of Charles!

The uncomfortable feeling in my heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.

……

A month later, Charles returned.

After leaving for half a year, nothing seemed to change when he returned.

His brows and eyes are still gentle, and his appearance is still handsome.

The appearance of sitting in the temple in that white robe was exactly the same as before, as if he had never left the temple.

Sitting face to face, Charles and Allen first took the initiative to mention his affairs.

"Now the person in charge of the Dark Temple is a woman. This time she is the one who sparked the battle between light and darkness. I thought she would be a formidable and cruel opponent, but I never thought that the other party was just a vain show. It’s a bit crazy, and its ability is not strong.”

If Luisa knew that she was defeated by the hero of the world, and she was belittled by him in such a way, she might be so angry that she would vomit blood.

When Bisheng Charles said these words, his tone was flat and there was no intention of targeting. To him, it seemed that he was just telling a few truths.

Allen asked calmly: "Since it's not difficult to deal with, why did it take half a year?"

(End of this chapter)