Flower Falls Jun Kexiao

Since you are lovers, then get along with lovers.

"Come out with me tomorrow." Li Yuluo reached out to wipe away Ji Huihun's tears, and smiled softly at her.

Ji Huihun stared blankly, it turned out that such eyes were only reserved for lovers.

"Don't ask me where I'm going?" Li Yuluo lowered his head to help Ji Huihui straighten his wrinkled clothes, and the corners of her mouth could be seen in the candlelight.

Ji Huihui shook his head: "You sold me and followed you."

"Seven yuan a catty in the slaughterhouse, walking?"

"Does RMB be used here?" Ji Huihui smiled and gave her a hammer, reluctant to hit her hard.

"Yes, I invented it." Li Yuluo pretended to be in pain and took a few steps back, "So I can only sell it to me."

"Fuck you, where are you going?" Ji Huihui took a few steps forward and approached Li Yuluo, pulling on her skirt pretending to be fierce, "Don't you say I kissed you again?"

The love that can be said is such a feeling.

It can't be described in words, but I can't wait to share this emotion with the world.

"Go and visit the young master I met in the imperial garden." Li Yuluo glanced at Ji Huihui's expression, "It's the one next to Beixiao, there is no other meaning..."

"You want to see her happy." Ji Huihun curled his lips, "Do I seem to be so stingy and jealous?"

Li Yuluo's eyeballs rolled around, and he said casually: "There is a man whose mouth is crooked in anger, do you know him?"

"Who? Why don't I know?"

"My girlfriend."

"Damn!" Ji Huihui punched Li Yuluo in the air, "You are ruthless!"

Li Yuluo pretended to be hit, tilted the left side of his face to the side, and immediately turned back with a smile: "Okay, let's stop making trouble. Go wash and sleep, good boy."

"What about you?" Ji Huihui stopped his playful movements, seeing that she didn't intend to rest here, his eyes were obviously disappointed.

"I have something to do." Li Yuluo rubbed her head again.

……

In the dark room, Youshen knelt on one knee.

Li Yuluo stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent: "Was it you who kept in touch with him?"

"Yes."

"You, keep sending him messages?"

Youshen lowered his head in fear: "It's just some insignificant news."

"Insignificant?" Li Yuluo's eyes were murderous, "For example, Bei Xiao? Another example, Ji Huihui?"

"This subordinate knows his mistake!" Youshen knelt down with a "plop" on his other knee.

"There is a god."

"Subordinates are here!"

"Subordinate?" Li Yuluo paced in front of him, his voice getting deeper and deeper.

"This subordinate swears allegiance to the young master to the death!"

"I hope you can understand who you are." Li Yuluo sneered, "And, who can move, no one can think!"

"My subordinate understands!"

It was cold at night, Youshen knelt on the ground wearing a thin tights, the cold air penetrated into his knee joints, he gritted his teeth and forced himself not to tremble.

"Go and tell him that when Dong Ji returns to Hui, this king will spare no effort to make his careful preparations over the past ten years a fantasy."

"Yes!"

Li Yuluo's boots made a dull sound on the ground.

Youshen held back the frost and cold of the night, but he couldn't hold back the trembling in his heart that Li Yuluo brought to him.

Li Yuluo's voice, like the echo of a distant bell, floated to his ears, sacred and inviolable, and also liberated him.

"Go back, you know where you should go back."