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Chapter 563 There Are Many Kinds of Likes

"Elotho is not good to the little princess, who else can he be good to?"

Asked lightly.

His movements are still gentle.

The gentle voice was speaking softly, as if singing the most beautiful love story in the world.

But I will state a fact next.

One……

It is almost a bit close to the cruel reality for Princess Alice——

"The little princess's eyes are fine, and you are not sick, but... the princess's eyes are crying."

"... tears?"

Just as Elotto thought.

The little princess never expected it to be like this.

She is not sick.

The eyes are also very good.

Just ...

I shed a tear.

She froze.

He reached out and touched his eyes again.

But the water on his face has long since disappeared.

It was all wiped away by Elotto just now.

"Is the little princess uncomfortable?"

"So sad."

Alice clutched her heart.

"My heart is so sad."

Elotto looked distressed.

A little princess shouldn't be like this.

She should have raised that chin proudly.

Between the eyebrows and eyes is domineering.

Use the most domineering and arrogant tone to say: This princess.

"Elotho, ask me what happened."

The little princess hugged her knees, and slowly put her head on her knees.

Elotto stretched out his hand and placed it on the little princess' head, still keeping one knee on the ground.

His tone was soft, and he asked softly, "Little princess, what happened?"

"Does Lin Zhaoxia dislike me very much? Even hate me?"

The little princess's voice was muffled, perhaps because she had just cried.

Not that hysterical though.

But that sweet voice was still a little hoarse.

Elotto caressed the little princess's long hair a few times, recalling the boy he saw that time.

black eyes.

The twinkling peach eyes are so dazzling.

The smile on his lips was faint but soft.

Those eyes looking at the little princess.

Always with some gentleman and gentleness.

There is nothing to dislike and dislike.

After all, one's eyes cannot deceive others.

Elotto saw it clearly.

But the boy definitely didn't like the little princess.

My friend, the ingredients of care are too much.

Elotto knew all too well.

But it is because it is too clear.

But he didn't know how to tell the little princess.

And Alice.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear Elotto's reply again.

The small face buried on the knee raised up, and the brows were slightly calm, "Eloto?"

Elotto came back to his senses, smiled, stroked the little princess's hair with his hand, and said softly, "No, Lin Zhaoxia doesn't dislike the little princess, nor does she hate the little princess."

This sentence seems to be very useful.

Alice's depressed mood improved a little.

But still not happy, "Then why... Lin Zhaoxia just won't be with me?"

It's not that I don't like it.

No hate either.

But why?

Just can't be together?
Such a problem.

It made it difficult for Elotto to answer.

Because he wasn't that boy after all.

I don't know what is going on in the boy's mind.

And the little princess is too small after all.

Not any kind of love can be simply together.

The situation is the most complicated.

It is one of the seven great sufferings in this world.

One of my favorite things.

Elotto stroked the little princess's hair, and sighed deeply, "Little princess, there are some things you still don't understand, and there are many kinds of likes, all of which are different."

Alice really didn't understand.

Hearing a little confused.

But also know something.

(End of this chapter)