Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Du Xiaodu always felt that one day she would wake up with her own bedroom and the big soft bed.

And the beautiful and noisy morning of the sea city.

However, Yitian's words broke her fantasy.

What if she stays here all her life.

Du Xiaodu looked down. If so, he really seriously considered the future.

"The literal consciousness may have been met again after waiting for a few years, or hundreds of years, or even thousands of years." Yitian said lightly.

Then I was satisfied to see that the girl's face became more pale.

He felt a lot more comfortable for no reason.

But soon, he was disappointed.

Du Xiaodu took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling.

Clenched his hand.

It's like making some kind of determination.

He lifted up the gauze outside his dress, sat down again, picked up the cake and ate it happily. After eating a few pieces, he looked at Yitian, who was silent and looked a little strange. "What do you think I do? Can't you eat this cake?"

"Aren't you sad when I say so?"

As like as two peas do, what is the use of sadness? "Du Xiaodu said with a finger." first, the original is the same as my name, even the little names, second, the same looks, third... "

She swallowed third as like as two peas.

But you can't talk nonsense in such a private place.

Even Yitian cannot completely deliver trust.

Of course, this can't be seen by Yitian.

She can't handle it in case of a turn.

"What is the third?" Yitian was suspicious and asked aggressively.

"Third... This may be my previous life." Du Xiaodu's eyes turned slightly and said with a little excitement.

Yi Tian gave a faint sideways glance at Du Xiaodu and opened his mouth low, "you have a big heart."

"Otherwise?" Du Xiaodu spread his hands. "Am I looking for life and death?"

"If the eldest grandson of the city Lord is very nice and doesn't have a concubine, will you marry?" Yitian still couldn't help but detour back to the topic just now.

Du Xiaodu took a strange look at Yitian. How can he always feel that this guy is so concerned about her marriage.

Seeing that Du Xiaodu was silent, Yitian was unhappy. He stood up and walked in front of Du Xiaodu. The girl in front of him was pretty and tall. He had to bend down to see each other's look. He raised the corner of his mouth, "Du Xiaodu, you're not afraid that the eldest grandson of the city Lord will know about writing love poems to Mr. Lin?"

"Not afraid."

"Why, because of the signature?"

"Yes, the signature is Su Rong, hey......" Du Xiaodu smiled.

"You haven't answered me yet, will you marry?" Yi Tian asked with drooping eyes.

At this time, just like the warm breeze in September, it suddenly became as cold as the cold wind.

Even the surrounding air was filled with cold.

With very low air pressure.

Even the breath seemed to be holding.

Du Xiaodu even felt the soles of his feet cool.

"If she doesn't marry, I don't know him..." Du Xiaodu was very smart at this time. Although he wasn't sure what was going on with the other party, he keenly felt that if she said she wanted to marry, the boy in front of her might kill her.

Sure enough, Yi Tian seemed very satisfied with Du Xiaodu's answer, and his frown relaxed.