Fengjian Liuxiang suddenly took a step forward, and his breath suddenly approached. Wu Jiuzi subconsciously took a step back. This time he retreated and leaned on the boulder behind him. There was no way to retreat.
Fengjian Liuxiang took another step forward, and the warm and faint aroma of dragon's birth enveloped her completely.
His arm rested on the boulder, trapping her between the boulder and himself, leaving her with no way to escape.
This distance is somewhat ambiguous and confusing.
His strong approach made Wu Jiuzi panic slightly, and his breath made her heart beat like thunder. She couldn't avoid it, subconsciously holding her breath and clenching her fists behind her...
Fengjian Liuxiang's fingertips touched her lips, and he looked down at her with a dangerous light in his eyes: "Do you miss a man? Or do you really have feelings for him? Huh?" The final word of the last word has a raised sound.
, Wu Jiuzi was frightened by the choice.
This sentence was somewhat insulting. Wu Jiuzi never expected that he would say such a thing.
And his actions are really not what he should do as a master.
She was stunned for a moment, her pretty face flushed instantly, she took a breath, grabbed his wrist that was stroking her lips, raised her eyes to look at him, her big eyes were faintly flashing with fire: "What do you want from this man? I have true feelings for him.
How are you feeling?"
Fengjian Liuxiang was too angry just now to speak indiscriminately. Seeing her slightly hurt eyes now, her heart sank!
He is usually very scheming, never expresses his joy and anger, and everything is carefully planned.
Only when facing her, he was often unable to remain calm, and would occasionally do things that even he himself could not understand.
He has been waiting for her to fall in love with him first, but now it seems a little difficult.
Does she lack the love string, or is he destined to be unable to get her love?
Otherwise, how could she be able to talk about marriage with this gentleman Qian in just a few days?
And he had raised her for three years, and been with her day and night for three years, and her feelings for him were still as dull as a piece of wood!
He can get the love of all the girls in the world. He only needs to wave his hand and countless girls will go crazy for him.
But there was only her, the woman he cared about most. No matter in the past or present life, she was so indifferent to him, and she ignored his love like worn shoes.
Even if the identities are exchanged, it is the same. He has been working hard, but he can't get what he really wants...
At this moment, Fengjian Liuxiang suddenly felt an unprecedented frustration!
His eyes were deep, staring at her face: "Do you really like him? So much that you want to marry him?"
Wu Jiuzi was suffocated. Under his intimidating gaze, she could not answer the word 'yes' confidently.
Also - the way he looks now, he doesn't look like a master who cares about his disciple, but more like - he looks like a jealous lover...
The sudden thought surprised her!
Is he jealous?
Does he like himself?
Isn't it a master's love for his disciple, but a man's love for a woman?
Is it possible?
He was indeed nice to her, saved her life many times, and often did some ambiguous actions to her. But she didn't dare to think about it. Fengjian Liuxiang suddenly took a step forward, and his breath suddenly changed.
As he approached, Wu Jiuzi subconsciously took a step back, leaning on the boulder behind him. There was no way to retreat.
Fengjian Liuxiang took another step forward, and the warm and faint aroma of dragon's birth enveloped her completely.
His arm rested on the boulder, trapping her between the boulder and himself, leaving her with no way to escape.
This distance is somewhat ambiguous and confusing.
His strong approach made Wu Jiuzi panic slightly, and his breath made her heart beat like thunder. She couldn't avoid it, subconsciously holding her breath and clenching her fists behind her...
Fengjian Liuxiang's fingertips touched her lips, and he looked down at her with a dangerous light in his eyes: "Do you miss a man? Or do you really have feelings for him? Huh?" The final word of the last word has a raised sound.
, Wu Jiuzi was frightened by the choice.
This sentence was somewhat insulting. Wu Jiuzi never expected that he would say such a thing.
And his actions are really not what he should do as a master.
She was stunned for a moment, her pretty face flushed instantly, she took a breath, grabbed his wrist that was stroking her lips, raised her eyes to look at him, her big eyes were faintly flashing with fire: "What do you want from this man? I have true feelings for him.
How are you feeling?"
Fengjian Liuxiang was too angry just now to speak indiscriminately. Seeing her slightly hurt eyes now, her heart sank!
He is usually very scheming, never expresses his joy and anger, and everything is carefully planned.
Only when facing her, he was often unable to remain calm, and would occasionally do things that even he himself could not understand.
He has been waiting for her to fall in love with him first, but now it seems a little difficult.
Does she lack the love string, or is he destined to be unable to get her love?
Otherwise, how could she be able to talk about marriage with this gentleman Qian in just a few days?
And he had raised her for three years, and been with her day and night for three years, and her feelings for him were still as dull as a piece of wood!
He can get the love of all the girls in the world. He only needs to wave his hand and countless girls will go crazy for him.
But there was only her, the woman he cared about most. No matter in the past or present life, she was so indifferent to him, and she ignored his love like worn shoes.
Even if the identities are exchanged, it is the same. He has been working hard, but he can't get what he really wants...
At this moment, Fengjian Liuxiang suddenly felt an unprecedented frustration!
His eyes were deep, staring at her face: "Do you really like him? So much that you want to marry him?"
Wu Jiuzi was suffocated. Under his intimidating gaze, she could not answer the word 'yes' confidently.
Also - the way he looks now, he doesn't look like a master who cares about his disciple, but more like - he looks like a jealous lover...
The sudden thought surprised her!
Is he jealous?
Does he like himself?
Isn't it a master's love for his disciple, but a man's love for a woman?
Is it possible?
He was indeed nice to her, saved her life many times, and often did some ambiguous actions to her. But she didn't dare to think about it.