Luo Ling shook Yuwen Haoyu's hand vigorously, walked to the edge of the bed, lowered his head and said silently.
Yuwen Haoyu realized that Luo Ling might be really angry.
He hurriedly walked to Luo Ling's side and sat down next to her. As soon as he sat down, Luo Ling wanted to get up and leave.
Yuwen Haoyu grabbed Luo Ling's arm in time, pulled her and sat down again.
Luo Ling was still angry and turned around and refused to look at him.
"I apologize, I apologize. I shouldn't have lie to you."
Yuwen Haoyu said.
Seeing that Luo Ling still ignored him, Yuwen Haoyu turned Luo Ling over with a little effort. Luo Ling still lowered her head and refused to look at him.
Yuwen Haoyu was a little helpless, but he didn't expect Luo Ling to be so powerful.
Yuwen Haoyu reached out and gently pinched Luo Ling's chin and raised Luo Ling's head.
I saw that the originally extremely clear eyes were full of wetness at this moment. Tears were swaying, and Luo Ling stubbornly opened her eyes and stared at Yuwen Haoyu.
Yuwen Haoyu was stunned and his heart became soft. He gently held Luo Ling's face with his hands and said warmly,
"Ling'er, I was wrong. I apologize. I promise there will never be another next time."
Luo Ling stared at Yuwen Haoyu with regretful expressions and remained silent.
In fact, I was not angry with him, but just hated myself and hated myself for not being able to do anything.
I clearly made up my mind and didn't care about him, but...
Yuwen Haoyu looked at Luo Ling's still frowning, and was very anxious. He thought that he just wanted her to care about him more.
Unexpectedly, I backfired. If I had known this consequence, I would definitely not have done that.
"Ling'er, I was wrong. I promise that there will be no next time."
Luo Ling looked at Yuwen Haoyu who was desperately accusing his mistake and sighed. He said with a sigh,
"It's not your fault."
Yes, how could it be your fault? It’s just that I’m not doing well.
Seeing that Luo Ling was no longer angry, Yuwen Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and wanted to walk away softly.
"What are you doing?"
"If you sleep in the bed, I will sleep softly." Yuwen Haoyu said softly.
"You should sleep in the bed, too." Luo Ling said.
Yuwen Haoyu was a little surprised, not sure why Luo Ling suddenly said that.
"Come here. I don't have the nerve to let you sleep in a soft sleep, you are the emperor. I can't do such a ruthless thing, Luo Ling." Luo Ling said shamelessly.
Yuwen Haoyu was willing in his heart, but he was not sure if this was Luo Ling's real idea. He asked uncertainly,
"I...I can really sleep in a bed."
Luo Ling answered affirmatively again: "Yes." After saying that, he stopped looking at him. He took off his coat, embroidered shoes, and lay in.
Turning his body inside, his back facing Yuwen Haoyu.
Yuwen Haoyu looked at Luo Ling with his back facing him, walked slowly to the bed, took off his outer robe and boots.
He grabbed the corner of the quilt and lay in sideways.
Luo Ling felt a piece of the mattress collapsed, and then felt the warmth around her.
Luo Ling held his breath, and the moment he said that just now, he was also slightly stunned. I don’t know why he suddenly had such a thought.
But will she really let Yuwen Haoyu sleep softly? Maybe she will really let him sleep softly before what happened just now. But...
Alas, just go to bed, it’s not that I haven’t slept together.