I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 152 Hugging My Little Poor (44)

He was very quiet and repeated it again.

"...I don't want to leave."

The teenager gently pressed the white forehead to the door. The cold temperature completely froze the emotions.

His eyes were blank.

White fingertips lightly touched the door frame, and his voice was soft: "Will you not separate?"

He dropped his eyelashes, and the raindrops that had just dripped on his eyelashes were blinked. The heavy rain outside seemed to be in my heart.

"When my father died, I was told that all the women in the world are not credible. The empress once promised him sincerity, but in the end, she personally ordered the execution and put his body down."

He blinked, and his face became paler. "Because his father is old and old, the empress alienated him. Later, he provoked a young and favored servant. The emperor asked no reason why... Ordered, even ashes Not leaving him."

The teenager lowered his eyes and pursed his pale lips. "I said this, not to ask my wife to sympathize with me... I know that I have done too unsympathetic, and I haven't left my way. But the wife..."

His voice slowly became a bit dumb, "I want to be with you, no one treats me so well, and I want to treat you well...you are different from others."

On the elegant face of the teenager, the beautiful eyes blinked slightly. He lowered his head and looked quiet.

"Actually...I like you, not all because you are kind to me. I don't know what happened... I saw you in the Dongfang that day, and I felt familiar." Nanhuai pursed his lips, squinting a bit blankly.

That emotion made him instinctively feel a little dangerous.

This world.

A whole-hearted effort will not necessarily give the wife the same return.

This is what his father's ashes taught him.

He didn't want to be like that.

But now, these are not important.

Rather than thinking about it, I don’t want to think about anything, as long as I can be forgiven now and be together.

That is the best thing he can think of now.

The snow-white sleeves wet the door and dye a slightly deep color. He hung his eyes blankly, staring blankly at the hollow pattern on the door.

The people inside did not move for a while, and after a few seconds, there was footsteps coming.

Nanhuai slightly startled, immediately raised his head, backed away, staring at the door.

Shallow eyes staring at Ruochen Chen.

The door opened gently, and Yun Xia looked at him indifferently.

"My wife," the teenager blinked, his voice whispering coldly.

"I will be obedient and listen to everything. You can let me do whatever you want in the future. I will be a husband."

He stared at his white fingertips, "...I will also serve you, whatever the husband should do, I will try to make you feel good..."

"..."

His Highness courageously had not finished speaking, but Yun Xia heard it strangely, saying: "Wait."

The teenager stopped talking.

From under her long thick lashes, she looked at her carefully and silently, her face fragile and pale, and looked like a delicate fragile product.

"What do you say makes me feel better?" The girl raised her eyebrows in confusion.

Nanhuai was stunned.

What I just said was very chaotic. Besides, serving the wife was what the husband should do. When he said this, he didn't think about anything.

But at this time, he was suddenly asked back, only to realize what topic he just said. After the teenager was slightly stunned, his pale and delicate cheeks finally recovered a trace of blood, and he lowered his head and his eyes flickered.

"Just... that."

(End of this chapter)