Emperor Jue: Who is the world, who is the concubine

Chapter 396 His Secret 1
Di Shi never asked what father had said to me, and I naturally didn't ask what he and Feng Yunxi had said between each other. The days were still going on like this, seemingly calm, but actually full of undercurrents.

Dad didn't force me to give him an answer as soon as possible, and he didn't show any strangeness in front of Di Shijue and Feng Yunxi.

But the so-called answer, I never found.

So he is still greedy for the time with Di Shijue.

The place we live in now has no name, but I call it Dream House.

Where dreams begin, hopefully not where dreams end.

"Luoluo, are you cold?" Di Shijue gently put on a coat for me, and then hugged me into his arms.

I leaned quietly in his arms, feeling his steady heartbeat, yearning for the warmth in his arms.

He can finally warm me, instead of being cold at the beginning.

I've been a little willful these days, always pulling him to accompany me to do things I wanted to do but never did.

Of course, those were just trivial things that couldn't be more trivial.

Sitting quietly together, fishing together, walking hand in hand, cooking together, and eating those things that are not delicious together.

When fishing that day, he caught a lot of fish, but unfortunately I only caught one small fish, and then his teasing, my complaints, and each other's laughter resounded by the lake, composing a beautiful tune that belongs to each other.

At that time, we were like two ordinary villagers in the mountains and forests, living an ordinary and happy life, with no enmity, no hatred between the country and family, no rivers and lakes, and no world.

Although it was short, it was the time when I laughed the most.

When we were walking that day, his hand held mine tightly all the time, with a touch of warmth and soft warmth. We talked a lot, a lot of words that had nothing to do with tricks or calculations. each other's hearts.

I still remember the ambiguity of his breath blowing on my cheeks, and I also remember his lingering kiss on my lips under the breeze by the lake. It was so sweet and seemed to pour all our tenderness into each other.

(End of this chapter)