Seemingly seeing my worry, he just smiled jokingly, then hugged me and sat on the bed, saying very confidently: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Although he sounded confident, I still couldn't hide my worry.
When his lips struck me crazily, I was brought back from my worried thoughts.
"kindness……"
I struggled a little, but he got angry.
"He kissed you?"
Obviously he asked a little jealously, but it sounded so sad to my ears.
Because he doesn't trust me!
I looked at him coldly and said, "No."
But he didn't care about my anger, he still said to me with a cold face: "Prove it to me."
After saying that, he acted like a master, waiting for me to serve him flatteringly.
I didn't want to, my self-esteem wouldn't let me give in, I turned my head away from looking at him, feeling a little painful in my heart.
Why don't you believe me?
Even if I really drink Dongfangluo, what qualifications does he have to take care of it?
It was obviously him who sent me to the palace with his own hands, and he also asked me to guard my body for him in a domineering manner. Did he know that if Dongfang Luo didn't care about me, I wouldn't be able to guard it at all?
I cried, I cried in grievance, and it was the first time I cried in front of him.
I don't know if I have cried before, but this is the first time I cry to him in my memory.
But instead of him coaxing me, he left expressionlessly.
hehe……
I smiled mockingly.
Am I that unworthy of his trust?
Do I just bore him so much?
I cried, but he didn't even try to coax me, and left without saying a word.
To him, what am I?
I don't know, and I don't know how long I cried until there was a knock on the door.
"Mom, it's time to have dinner."
Wan Ning's voice sounded, and I was shocked.
I remember that Wan Ning had a very good nose. Dongfang Ao had just left, and there was still some smell of him in this room.
I was afraid that Wan Ning would smell it, so I ran to the dressing table in a panic, found some rouge and gouache and spread it on the ground, and then I fell to the ground on purpose.
"ah!"
I screamed in pain, and Wan Ning had already broken through the door and entered.
"Empress..."
She called me loudly and wanted to help me up, but the room was filled with the smell of rouge and gouache, and I saw her frowning.
The smell in this room feels so fragrant to me. Wan Ning's nose is so sharp, she probably can't stand it.