Picked up cute pets are too sweet

Chapter 1607 Call me March or Linger?

There was a moment of astonishment on Yuelao's expression, and the change in expression did not escape Linger's eyes, and she smiled again.

"Do you still remember the expression on his face when he personally pulled the red thread?" Ling'er asked with a smile.

Her words hit Yuelao's heart like a boulder falling into the well water, splashing completely, he opened his mouth, the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, he looked at her, unable to speak, But he couldn't close his mouth either.

"I may not know his expression when he pulled the red thread, but I know your expression. Was your expression the same then as now?" Linger asked again.

Yue Lao stared at Ling'er's eyes trembling a little, only Ling'er's voice was in his ears, nothing else, it took him a long time to make a sound, but the sound was only one word, "You..."

How about you, what about you, what about you, Yuelao couldn't say anything after that.

Ling'er didn't know either.

"He tied it with his own hands, but he didn't choose it, right?" Ling'er asked a few questions but didn't get an answer. She was still asking, "Did he break the red thread at that time?"

The knot of the red thread was rubbing in Linger's hand. She glanced at Yuelao, looked at the red thread in her hand with a smile, and said softly: "He can break it, maybe he can break it by holding it, right? Maybe if the red thread is broken, he can let go gone."

"You..." Yuelao staggered a step forward, looking ten years older than before, he still only had this one word.

Linger looked at Yuelao and said with a smile, "Is Grandpa Yue thinking whether to call me Sanyue or Linger?"

The two words directly hit Old Yue dizzy, his body shook violently, and his feet couldn't stand still at all. What Linger said earlier only made his scalp tingle, but the last sentence really made him feel a chill all over his body. .

The chill was like tens of thousands of years ago, when he sat in Yuelao Pavilion and learned that the woman was gone.

He looked at the person in front of him, and it really overlapped with the person in his memory.

Ling'er looked at Yuelao's expression, this was the first time she saw a non-kind face from the always kind face.

She didn't seem to know what she said, "I have nothing else to do, I just want to try, the red thread he can break, can I break it?"

Ling'er took out the hairpin from the black silk, and the hairpin turned into a dagger in her hand. Her eyes were fixed on the red thread, and all her internal organs seemed to be twisted together, making her want to bend down and reduce the amount of hair that didn't really hit the skin. kind of sore spot.

She picked up the red thread, and just about to swing her hand down, a cold hand grabbed the wrist of her raised hand. She didn't look up, but her heart trembled and twisted hard.

"What are you doing?" Holding her hand was icy cold, and even her voice was tinged with coolness.

Her heart trembled again, and the trembling made her already twisted internal organs even more uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that she couldn't bear it, and she didn't even have the strength to break free from the hand that was holding her.

She didn't even think about what mood she was in now, and all her complicated thoughts fell on the hand that was holding her.

"What do you want to do?" At this time, the cold voice carried a natural and doting smile.

She felt that she couldn't stand on her feet. After a long while, she slowly raised her head, and her eyes first fell on her wrist. This hand had long and pale fingers, and the knuckles on the fingers were glowing because of pinching her. white.

very nice.

(End of this chapter)