Chapter 1952 Reconciliation 13
"Yeah, I'm sick, I'm crazy!!" She nodded back at Ashali, and continued to hold her head after she finished speaking, yelling very irritably, "Oh, my God, are you playing with me? I'm fine. Annoying!!!"

The feeling of anxiety and boredom made Huangfu Didu realize that maybe he was too strong to make things difficult for others.

He froze for a few seconds, and said nonchalantly, "Don't be so troubled, if you really don't like it at all, I won't force you."

Yes, don't force it.

Does my liking embarrass you so much?
It has really reached the point where it is completely irreparable.

Is there only a dead end between us?

It was caused by me alone... What will happen to her in the future, will she meet a man who likes her more than me, who will never kill her and spoil her.

To have her, to hug her, to kiss... her.

Thinking of these things, Emperor Huangfu frowned... The corners of his mouth tightened into a straight line.

I can't feel better anymore.

On Mu Furong's side, it was extremely painful.

She didn't want to get involved with Emperor Huangfu, but she knew it was impossible.

She was anxious because... she would still be affected by his emotions, voice, face... Even if her heart was completely hurt by him, she still liked him.

Obviously, I don't want to touch love at all.

But I can't lie to myself.

This pained her a lot! !
This guy's face... is much more beautiful than hers.

Mu Furong is very aware of her appearance. With the height development of 179, her figure is a standard supermodel figure, with flat chest and long legs. But unlike supermodels, her girls' faces are still feminine. Features, her face... definitely belonged to the category of handsome.

It has nothing to do with beauty.

She is still very self-aware.

But on the other hand, Huangfu Didu...he is probably the standard spokesperson for the word handsome.

He has the handsomeness of a man, exuding the masculinity of a strong man, but there is only one word to describe his face.

Because of cultivating ice profound energy all the year round.

The temperament is pure and pure.

Pure to the point of being breathless and soul-stirring.

She also has a pure personality of sincerity and passion, she thought, this guy has probably been practicing alone in the past few hundred thousand years, and he has never had much contact with such things as emotion.

Mu Furong felt quite drunk in her heart, she knew that this guy was innocent and would do things that would make her sad, but she would still like it.

Maybe because my thoughts are too dirty and corrupt, I like his pure type?

Hey, it's too delicate to describe it with the word pure...

Mu Furong, who was thinking wildly, suddenly realized that he had been silent for a long time, and suddenly raised her head——

"..."

I found that he turned his face away... Wait, why did you look from the side, his face...

Mu Furong leaned in front of his face and asked in bewilderment, "Crying?"

The white-haired man was stunned for a second, and he held his face in a gaffe. Mu Furong was even more shocked. Could it be that she didn't realize that she was crying.

He wiped his face and said, "I didn't cry."

What's on the face when you're not crying? It's sweat! !

Seeing his red eyes... Mu Furong was even more annoyed.

"You...you are really sentimental." She didn't look at his face again, not wanting to be affected by her mood, "I didn't say anything, I didn't scold you, but you cried. It's me who should cry Bar."

He said nothing, just seemed annoyed.

Also turned away, the two of them looked at each other completely.

Mu Furong asked: "Tell me, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry!!" The completely dead duck refused to admit it.

Mu Furong: "..."

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