Nangong Yi smiled evilly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly. His peach blossom eyes exuded a soft halo under the moonlight. His handsome face and thin red lips gave him a deep charm.
"Compensation? Compensation for what?"
You'er's head suddenly short-circuited, and he asked in a low voice, gritting his teeth secretly in his heart, this guy is even more evil than he was two years ago.
"Don't you like me very much?"
Her thin lips parted slightly, and her magnetic voice carried a touch of indifference, just like the first time she saw him.
The leaves are fluttering gently in the wind, and there is a faint fragrance, very light and very light.
You'er raised his head, stared at him closely, and smiled, charming the country and the city.
"Bingshan, it's not like, it's love. I love you, very much."
He spoke loudly and made solemn promises, and his eyes were filled with firmness and tenderness that he had never seen before.
It was like a heavy stone hitting me, my heart ached, my eyes became blurred, I looked at the girl in front of me, those crystal-clear eyes, without any impurities, just looked at him steadily, deep in my heart
Something started to well up, and my head felt like it was exploding, as if something was about to burst out of my brain.
"Girl, since you love me so much, let's start now!"
Nangong also shook off the irritating emotions in his mind, and returned to his rogue and evil temper. No matter what, the girl in front of him was very beautiful, and it fit his taste.
"Start with what?"
Youer folded his hands on his chest, took a step back, and looked at him warily.
The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing on the two of them. You Er could clearly smell the faint scent of lavender on his body. Some things have not changed, haven't they? It's like he still likes the smell of lavender.
"Girl, why are you pretending to be noble? We are all adults and we don't even understand this!"
Nangong also looked at her condescendingly, and slowly approached her, raising the corners of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm in the ambiguity. This woman knows how to pretend! Lingling said that she could do anything for any man, as long as he looked good.
She wanted to get involved. Now, what was she pretending to do here? Still, he didn't catch her eye.
"You want to be! Young Master Nangong?"
You'er asked slowly, with a frivolous mouth, standing on tiptoes, raising his index finger to lift his chin, and her warm breath blew onto his face, carrying her unique fresh fragrance.
Nangong Yi's breath stagnated slightly. The face in front of him, those crystal-bright eyes, and those gorgeous red lips, were so close and so familiar, as if they were part of his body. They were so familiar.