The little black-bellied princess: the bewitching demon pupil

Chapter 458 Extra Story: The Little Witch's Battle of Love 11
Coming out of Dongfang Tongxi, Cong Ao ordered a few followers to pack their luggage. His purpose of coming to the state has been achieved, and of course he should go home as soon as possible to reassure his family.

The few people were busy when they suddenly heard a clear voice like a silver bell coming from outside the courtyard: "Brother Cong, look what I brought..."

Cong Ao paused, but before he had time to react, he saw Ye Mi excitedly pushing the door in, seeing the situation inside the room, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and a little water in his eyes slowly soaked: " Brother Cong, are you leaving?"

Seeing that Ye Mi would burst into tears at this moment, Cong Ao reflexively had another headache.In Yicheng, the capital of Yi Kingdom, the young son of the Cong family has already attracted many people's obsession at a young age. Along with his frailty and sickness, he is also known for his cruel heart.There was once a girl who was madly infatuated with Cong Ao, in order to relieve her lovesickness, stopped Cong Ao with a sharp knife when he went out, and threatened that if she did not get Cong Ao's favor, she would rather kill herself. That scene moved many onlookers , but Cong Ao, Fei Dan was not moved at all, but strode away with disgust on his face, even the girl who really committed suicide in despair didn't look back.

Cong Ao really doesn't understand, he has never been a kind-hearted person, because of his own experience, he has hated women's tears since he was a child, why when Ye Mi stood in front of him with tears in his eyes, he couldn't help but No dislike at all?
When Cong Ao was introspecting deeply, Ye Mi only regarded him as acquiescing, holding the things in his hand while holding the corner of Cong Ao's clothes tightly with the other hand, thinking that he would never see him again In just a moment, the tears that were about to fall rolled down.

Ignoring their ages, if someone who doesn't know them sees them, they will definitely think that Cong Ao is the ready-made Chen Shimei.

After several times of pulling but failed to pull the corner of the clothes out of Ye Mi's hands, Cong Ao sighed silently, waved back a few attendants and handed a white towel to Ye Mi: "Wipe it quickly, if your mother Seeing you like this, I'm afraid it will poison me ten times more than before."

Hearing what Cong Ao said, Ye Fan couldn't help laughing, "My mother can't."

Thinking of what Dongfang Tongxi said before, Cong Ao secretly thought it would be strange, but he didn't say what was in his heart, he just changed the subject and looked at Yemi's hand: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Sure enough, Ye Mi temporarily forgot about the fact that Cong Ao was about to leave, and spread the things he had been holding tightly in front of Cong Ao.

They were a pair of small clay figurines. Technically speaking, the clay figurines were not made very well. At first glance, it was obvious that they were the works of beginners, but the faces of the two clay figurines were particularly delicate and lifelike. The appearance of Cong Ao and Ye Mi was pinched.

For some reason, in Cong Ao's eyes, these two clay figurines with grotesque bodies but clear faces, cuddling tightly together, are particularly harmonious.

His brain must be broken, Cong Ao thought so.

(End of this chapter)