Picked up cute pets are too sweet

Chapter 1043

His voice was intermittent, but it lingered in his ears.

His voice was hoarse, exaggerating the poetry he spoke.

She didn't want to remember what he said, but his voice kept echoing in her mind, and those poems seemed to be engraved in her mind.

The picture scroll on the table was swept to the ground, and there was only a woman half lying on the table, the cinnabar between her eyebrows became beautiful, changing with her emotion, she pressed against him, her fingers curled up slightly, a little pitifully cute .

The voice overflowing from her mouth was more like an unknown tune.

There are endless ways to explain.

She sinks into it.

Lianwei saw the picture scroll that she swept and fell to the ground.

Many picture scrolls were unfolded, and there was only one woman on the picture scrolls.

The cinnabar between the eyebrows of women is particularly obvious.

But it wasn't her at this time, it was her appearance before marriage.

Her lazy and tireless posture, her charming and disturbing appearance, her coquettish and coquettish appearance, her slightly parted lips and light veil slightly covering her appearance...

She laughs, she gets angry, she is arrogant.

All alone.

She was entangled with him, and the coolness on her back made her keep leaning against him.

She couldn't think anymore, and she didn't know that he was painting on her back, and a cold and proud plum blossomed on her back.

Just as she blooms.

There were traces of cinnabar on her chest, but she didn't know that the red spots disappeared between his lips and teeth.

No one will be seen again.

He looked up at her.

She squinted her eyes, and she was so beautiful.

That extraordinarily cold bookstore seemed to be dyed a color that no one had seen.

……

When Lianwei came back to the dormitory with Ling'er in his arms, Zisu stood waiting in front of the hall door, his footsteps moved, but he couldn't help but didn't go forward, he glanced at the person in Lianwei's arms, then glanced away Eye.

From the corner of the eye, he saw Lian Wei approaching, and when he passed by him, there was still a smell that he had smelled before, so he took a step back deliberately.

Lian didn't go in with the man in his arms, Zisu stood motionless outside the door, he watched a few elves sitting on the leaves watching him, their wings flapping constantly.

After an unknown amount of time, the people inside changed their clothes and came out.

He glanced at Lianwei, then lowered his head again, "Master."

"Come back today?"

"Just came back."

Lian Wei walked forward, "How is it over there?"

"Everything is fine..." Zisu felt that it was not right to say this again, and he said carefully, "He did not release the news that Linger was gone, and no one except him knew that Linger had gone."

Lianwei didn't speak, and he didn't know what kind of expression Lianwei had when he walked behind.

"It's just that Emperor Tianzhao made other moves." Zisu followed suit, looking at Lianwei's back, "Why does Master care about worldly affairs, and still..."

"He, Yanzhanhuang." Lianwei took what Zisu had left to say.

Zisu nodded, realizing that Lianwei couldn't see him at all, so he hummed again.

He heard a soft sigh, and he raised his head to look at the person in front of him, and felt that the soft sigh without any emotion was from him.

"If you owe something, you have to pay it back." Lian Wei said this sentence.

Without any emotion.

Zisu thought about this sentence, he thought it was referring to the kind of "owing" that Ling'er came to him on the day of the wedding, but after thinking about it again, he didn't think it was, he didn't think it was a debt, if he didn't think If it was owed, he would not feel that way.

Because... there is no so-called owe in choosing.

(End of this chapter)