Never in love with the charming and charming princess

At the same time, Yi Xue was sitting in the room, calling An Yiluo's cell phone over and over again, but no one answered for a long time.

In desperation, she dialed the phone to Ling Yupo.

"Ling Yupo, where is Luo'er?"

"Taken away by Xia Ye."

"Summer night?"

"kindness."

"okay, I get it!"

Yi Xue hung up the phone, frowning deeply.Did they meet Summer Night at a bar?

She didn't think much about it, because she knew that An Yiluo liked Xia Ye.In Xia Ye, there should be no danger. . . . . .

Thinking of this, she walked to the window and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. In the past, they would watch the moon every night in [Moonlight City], and he always liked to hug her waist behind her, and then Put your head on her shoulders. . . . . .

How happy they were at that time!It's just all in the past. . . . . .

She admitted that after seeing his obviously thin body and his habitual indifference in St. Gross today, she still couldn't help feeling distressed, even though she was so determined. . . . . .

"Oh..." She sighed deeply, Nangong Chenrui, should I love you or should I hate you?

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The morning sun is always so dazzling, at this moment, the sun shines on the two people on the bed, it seems to be showing off to An Yiluo.

An Yiluo slowly opened her red and swollen eyes from crying, she lay with her back to him, recalling the scene of last night.

He was so strange last night, she couldn't remember how many times he wanted her, she just remembered from the bed to the floor, from the floor to the sofa, and then to the wall, no matter how much she cried and shouted, he didn't let her go. pass her.

A night of extortion almost killed her.The pillow was still wet, and the room was filled with the scent of roses on his body.

Bearing the severe pain in his body, he turned around with difficulty, his arm was still around her waist.She looked at him sleeping soundly, tears streaming down again.

"Why are you...doing this to me!!" She muttered in a low voice so as not to wake him up.The eyes are bleak but complex, with love, hatred and despair in them. . . . . .

In fact, he woke up a long time ago, but he was afraid that she would not know how to face him when she woke up, so he pretended to be asleep.Last night was the only night he didn't suffer from insomnia in a year, just because she was by his side. . . . . .