Chapter 78
When Chi Yao woke up again, she had already left the cold ice cellar, opened her eyes and saw the redness in front of her eyes, and rubbed her temples weakly.
Seeing her get up, a woman in black at the side quickly helped her up and asked in a surprised tone, "Saint, are you awake?"
Chi Yao looked at the set of clothes that had been changed, and the white saintess costume was replaced by this low-key black dress.
In the past, the wide sleeves were replaced by tight cuffs. There is no fairy-like beauty, but a clean and rusty air.
Just when she stood up and was about to open the door and go out, she didn't expect to open it, and it was Song Hao who was about to push the door in. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like an elegant and indifferent nobleman. The corners of his eyes looked at her movements evilly, as if he was asking her curiously, his affectionate eyes were full of pampering for her, and he stretched out his hand to Chi Yao.
Looking at the slender hand in front of him, Chi Yao subconsciously let go of the hand on the door, and subconsciously took a step back.
Seeing her subtle movements, Song Yu tilted his head to look at her, as if curious, but his eyes were full of threats.
Chi Yao reacted immediately, and tentatively put her hand on his palm.
Feeling the girl's soft touch, Song Hao raised the corners of his lips slightly, and held her hand tightly and never let go.
Seeing their seemingly warm scene, the woman at the side stepped back from the side.
Feeling this real touch, Song Hao seemed to be relieved. He lowered his head and looked at the person he had been thinking about for a long time, just watching quietly.
"Song Yu."
Song Yu gave a soft "um", and the sexy voice just made people think about it, and the slightly raised eyebrows seemed to have the smile of that handsome young man.
Chi Yao sighed softly, smoothed his brows, pinched his delicate face, and said, "If you don't want to smile, don't laugh."
Song Yu's expression slowly faded, and his hoarse voice was a little seductive, and he asked, "Why? Don't you like it?"
"Fake."
Song Yu's smile always gave her a false imitation, like laughing for the sake of laughing, not from the heart.
"If you don't like to laugh, don't laugh."
Chi Yao looked at him seriously, without any emotion in his eyes.
Song Yu suppressed the smile on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know where this is?"
Chi Yao shook her head and looked at him, waiting for his next words.
"Evil faction."
There was a trace of inquiry in Song Yu's eyes, and he was about to watch Chi Yao's face change drastically, wondering if she would show the same expression as those so-called decent people.
Panic, fear, or...disgust?
Song Yu's expression was low, and he was a little at a loss. If she was really the last trace of emotion, what would he do...
But I didn't expect that Chi Yao just gave a soft "um" and then did nothing else.
Song Yu raised his head to look at the expression in her eyes blankly, and all he saw were the calm pupils and himself reflected in those clear eyes.
He actually saw his unbearable heart in those eyes, as well as some embarrassing emotions that were swept away.
He looked at her crystal-clear eyes that didn't offend any secular eyes, and he became a little annoyed at his own despicable thoughts.
How could he compare her with those fake people!
However, it was somewhat expected, with a bitter sweetness, which made him unable to bear to savor the complicated emotions carefully.
(End of this chapter)
When Chi Yao woke up again, she had already left the cold ice cellar, opened her eyes and saw the redness in front of her eyes, and rubbed her temples weakly.
Seeing her get up, a woman in black at the side quickly helped her up and asked in a surprised tone, "Saint, are you awake?"
Chi Yao looked at the set of clothes that had been changed, and the white saintess costume was replaced by this low-key black dress.
In the past, the wide sleeves were replaced by tight cuffs. There is no fairy-like beauty, but a clean and rusty air.
Just when she stood up and was about to open the door and go out, she didn't expect to open it, and it was Song Hao who was about to push the door in. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like an elegant and indifferent nobleman. The corners of his eyes looked at her movements evilly, as if he was asking her curiously, his affectionate eyes were full of pampering for her, and he stretched out his hand to Chi Yao.
Looking at the slender hand in front of him, Chi Yao subconsciously let go of the hand on the door, and subconsciously took a step back.
Seeing her subtle movements, Song Yu tilted his head to look at her, as if curious, but his eyes were full of threats.
Chi Yao reacted immediately, and tentatively put her hand on his palm.
Feeling the girl's soft touch, Song Hao raised the corners of his lips slightly, and held her hand tightly and never let go.
Seeing their seemingly warm scene, the woman at the side stepped back from the side.
Feeling this real touch, Song Hao seemed to be relieved. He lowered his head and looked at the person he had been thinking about for a long time, just watching quietly.
"Song Yu."
Song Yu gave a soft "um", and the sexy voice just made people think about it, and the slightly raised eyebrows seemed to have the smile of that handsome young man.
Chi Yao sighed softly, smoothed his brows, pinched his delicate face, and said, "If you don't want to smile, don't laugh."
Song Yu's expression slowly faded, and his hoarse voice was a little seductive, and he asked, "Why? Don't you like it?"
"Fake."
Song Yu's smile always gave her a false imitation, like laughing for the sake of laughing, not from the heart.
"If you don't like to laugh, don't laugh."
Chi Yao looked at him seriously, without any emotion in his eyes.
Song Yu suppressed the smile on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know where this is?"
Chi Yao shook her head and looked at him, waiting for his next words.
"Evil faction."
There was a trace of inquiry in Song Yu's eyes, and he was about to watch Chi Yao's face change drastically, wondering if she would show the same expression as those so-called decent people.
Panic, fear, or...disgust?
Song Yu's expression was low, and he was a little at a loss. If she was really the last trace of emotion, what would he do...
But I didn't expect that Chi Yao just gave a soft "um" and then did nothing else.
Song Yu raised his head to look at the expression in her eyes blankly, and all he saw were the calm pupils and himself reflected in those clear eyes.
He actually saw his unbearable heart in those eyes, as well as some embarrassing emotions that were swept away.
He looked at her crystal-clear eyes that didn't offend any secular eyes, and he became a little annoyed at his own despicable thoughts.
How could he compare her with those fake people!
However, it was somewhat expected, with a bitter sweetness, which made him unable to bear to savor the complicated emotions carefully.
(End of this chapter)
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