The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 270 You Are Dead 3

Chapter 270 You Are Dead 3
Crouching down, what he saw was a small face covered with tears.

Yuehenqin's heart suddenly suffocated.

Youyou sighed, stretched out Congyu's fingers, gently trying to help Jian Luo wipe away the tears on her face.

Stretching out his hand in the air, Jian Luo, who was sleeping, still couldn't stop gasping.

At that moment, Yue Henqin's heart ached.

How could this girl be so sad.

Is Nangong Daiyue really important to her?

The important thing is to make her laugh like this every day.

Thinking this way in my heart, the movements of my hands didn't stop.

Touching the warm cheeks and feeling the cold teardrops, Yuehen Qin felt very uncomfortable.

After wiping it lightly, Jian Luo, who was sleeping, suddenly felt as if someone was touching her face.

He suddenly opened his eyes, but what he met was Yue Henqin's distressed eyes.

For a moment, Jian Luo opened his big eyes in a daze, without blinking.

When Yuehen Qin met Jian Luo's startled eyes, the movement of her hands stopped.

Of the two of them, one was so surprised that he even forgot to blink.

A shocked man withdrew his hand, you looked at me, I looked at you.

Neither of them spoke, or they had long forgotten to speak.

After a while, Jian Luo came back to his senses.

Sitting up, he blinked, then rubbed his eyes again.

He looked at Yuehenqin as if he saw a monster.

Yue Henqin withdrew his hand, suppressed the emotions that were inadvertently revealed in his eyes, and said lightly; "Why this expression?"

Jian Luo, after looking again and again, was sure that Yuehenqin still looked indifferent, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Yuehenqin became even more puzzled.

Why is there such an expression?

"what happened to you?"

With such an impulse, Yue Henqin almost wanted to touch Jian Luo's forehead to see if she had a fever.

But looking at Jian Luo's face, although he was haggard, he was ruddy.

Definitely not a symptom of a fever.

Jian Luo raised her eyes to look at Yuehenqin, and wiped away the wet tears on her face, "You scared me to death just now."

Yue Henqin felt suspicious: "Huh?"

He frowned, not understanding.

"I just saw your weird eyes.

Haha that was wrong. "

Jian Luo laughed dryly.

He concealed the surprise that sprouted in his heart.

Yue Henqin's heart skipped a beat, and then his face was still indifferent: "The little follower is sleepy."

(End of this chapter)

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