Withdrawing her hand as if she was being electrocuted, Ai Xueer stared blankly at Bei Xijue's buttocks. The red mole, small but eye-catching, was like a ball of fire, burning her eyes.
"Princess, according to the princess's palm reading, she will meet her real name, the Emperor, when she is eighteen years old."
"This person likes fish and has a special red mole on his buttocks."
The prophecy made by the Taoist Priest when she was a child hit Ai Xueer's mind again after four years.
She opened her mouth slightly in a daze, her hands were trembling, and her eyes were fixed on the red mole. Finally, she slumped to the ground.
At that time, she thought that she had no chance with this man. She thought that Huang Ye was her true destiny. However, she didn't like Huang Ye, but she fell in love with this man.
After going round and round, she was deceived by him and suffered enough from his cruelty. In the end, God played a huge joke on her. It turned out that her true love had been him from beginning to end.
"vomit--"
Bei Xijue frowned, lying on the bedside and vomited it out again. For a long time, he didn't even raise his head, lying on the bedside and fell asleep again.
Ai Xueer felt her face itchy. When she touched it, her face was covered with crystal liquid. She wiped it and looked at Bei Xijue dullly, only to find that the color of the red mole on his buttocks had gradually dissipated.
She was startled, and finally realized that the "special" red mole mentioned by the Taoist priest was actually so special. Bei Xijue basically didn't drink, so even if she could search for it before, she couldn't find anything on his buttocks.
Regarding the traces of red moles, I never thought that they were so special that they were allergic to alcohol.
Bei Xijue was lying in front of her, her eyes filled with thick hair. She looked at him dreamily and stretched out her hand to touch his hair. He turned over unconsciously and held her hand.
She wanted to pull her hand away, but she heard him murmuring something in a low voice.
She slowly approached and heard his low voice.
"Xue'er, Xue'er——"
Ai Xueer's mind went blank. She still remembered that the first few times she met him, he often called Shangguan Tang's name when facing her. Now, there was a new one. Should she feel honored or should she regret the past?
Feeling sad myself.
Withdrawing her hand without hesitation, Ai Xueer turned and left the room, walking so fast and decisively that she didn't hear a distant and painful sound behind her.
"Tangtang, Tangtang, I love you..."
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When Bei Xijue woke up early the next morning, he was lying on his back, most of his body tilted toward the window, and would fall if he moved even a little.
He was a little embarrassed. There was no figure around Ai Xueer. He got up and found her clothes and put them on reluctantly. She was very petite and could only wear large cartoon pajamas, but her long sleeves and trousers had become three-quarter sleeves.
Cropped pants.
Bei Xijue looked at his funny look in the mirror, and laughed stupidly as he looked at it. He didn't wear any clothes last night. That woman actually fucked her, wasn't he shy?
He remembered that he was drunk last night and thought she would ignore him.
It seemed that this little woman was just a talker, but he knew that she must still care about him, but she was probably jealous of Shangguan Tang.
His handsome eyebrows were furrowed, his Tangtang was the woman he loved most in his life, but he couldn't deny that he fell in love with Ai Xueer.
Ai Xueer is very similar to his Tangtang, so he can't help but be attracted to her, and now, it has reached the point where he can't help himself.