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Her face was haggard and terrified, like a peony destroyed by the night rain, bleak and sluggish, but charming in a different way.
When looking at him, the little girl tried her best to put on a cold and condescending look of disdain, but the fear in her almond eyes was weak, but it couldn't be concealed.
He likes her fragile appearance, which makes men have a strong desire to destroy and protect her.
The two ends of ice and fire linger in the heart, but they are wonderfully harmonious.
Feeling soft in her heart, the man warned her coldly: "Then, you can try."
Because Yu Nuan was too weak, he was a little helpless, like a vigilant little animal, carefully observing him, but did not dare to speak again.
She was very cautious, she didn't dare to poke that topic, and she didn't dare to imagine what the result would be.
Maybe she couldn't bear it at all, so she would choose to slowly calculate and observe by herself, and finally come to the conclusion she already knew.
That, too, he told himself, was more correct.
And of course it was impossible for Yu Nuan to find the dagger and long sword by himself.
It's not that time yet, if she finds those murderous weapons, they will all collapse.
In fact, she felt that it was impossible for Miss Yu at this time to have no desire to die, but she was just thinking about it.
No one is a fool. If you are sick like this, tell her that you are not sick, and she will definitely not believe it.
Your own body is still the one you know best.
But she found that the plot was too demanding on her.
Obviously, the plot branch of her life is already different from the original, but she still has to follow the plot step by step.
Even if the male protagonist has a good impression, even she feels that their ending should not be like the original book.
If there is a bit of affection, she will not be so desperate that she draws her sword and commits suicide, maybe she can really see the stars in the suffocating darkness.
She can really survive here.
But so what, she still has a headache.
The increasing urgency and pain, like an invisible spell, made it difficult for her to breathe.
Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, and how much it deviates from it, but step by step belongs to the footprints of the plot, it is still rigid and firm.
From the harsh requirements at the beginning, until a long time later, everyone in the original work that appeared in this plot deviated from the main line.
Maybe the plot can't require her to be precise in everything, so she can be a little more free in many places.
But this last step will be blocked from her forever.
The plot just couldn't, and wouldn't allow, to let Miss Yu live and be by his side.
Forced her to be happy with him, and then forced her to kill herself with the heavy sword hilt that belonged to a man.
Let his saber be stained with the scarlet neck blood of his lover, and the cold light of the sword's edge devour her life.
Yu Nuan had a momentary logical disorder.
She didn't know, if she really died, would he feel a little pain?
But he will have many women, whether he loves it or not, it doesn't matter.
Anyway, for the powerful and powerful, their pace is too fast, their ambition and patience are too heavy, love is just icing on the cake, far from something that occupies the whole heart.
However, he is the most indifferent leader among the superiors.
The man's slender fingers brushed away her broken hair, and looked straight into her eyes. For a moment, her amber eyes trembled slightly.
Their nose bridges are a little close, and they seem to be looking at each other ambiguously.
His eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be able to see through her hesitation. But suddenly, he fished her into his arms, picked her up horizontally, and put her in his arms.
Yu Nuan smelled that the icy and elegant cedar smell on the man was very familiar to her, not so cold and repulsive, but a little vaguely gentle.
She felt a little distressed again.
Like a kitten by the neck, he placed her in the bunk bed.
Before her brocade quilt was laid, Yu Nuan fell into the soft clouds again, her knees slipped a little, and she took a few moments to get up.
She looked at him silently, pursed her lips, and there was some cold and hard emotion in her round eyes, as if she was silently driving him away.
But she was very careful and didn't dare to talk to him.
He stopped talking, picked up the sweet white porcelain bowl set aside with his slender hands, and said in a low voice, "Use the medicine."
This is the tone of voice he speaks to.
&; But he didn't seem to feel it, his movements didn't have the slightest erotic meaning at all, and the stroking movements were very similar to the way she stroked the cat too much.
Yu Nuan inexplicably felt that he was executed.
Just because of her flat chest?
How about you respond politely?
She began to doubt life. Could it be that she was really flat-chested so she didn't look like a woman? Then it's no wonder that he was able to retreat so coldly that day.
Sure enough, I still like it, is the big European school with long legs?
? Failure, depression, sorrow.
After a little bit less uncomfortable, she circled Chang'an eighteen times in her brain circuit, and then she reacted slowly, inhaled slowly, and retorted: "I'm not pregnant."
She touched her lower abdomen again, her expression was a little bit relieved, but it was fleeting.
When he looked up, he still looked like that.
She hoped that the cold medicine she took would be at least somewhat useful.
If it really happened, it would be best if she wasn't pregnant. Since the plot is like this, presumably even if she is not pregnant, it will not affect her ending. Because if she was pregnant with a child, it would undoubtedly be another terrible choice for her.
But he can see her expression for a moment, bit by bit.
He held her cold little hand calmly, put it in his palm to warm it up, and played with it casually: "Nuan Bao'er, do you want to have a child?"
When he looked at her, his black eyes were deep and gentle, yet somewhat cold, soaking into the bottom of her heart.
Even though they were worshiping, no matter what, she was still a girl. They respect each other like ice.
You ask a girl if she wants to conceive your child. Despite his serious face, is this kind of question essentially different from a hooligan?
No difference, right?
But Yu Nuan couldn't have any more intense emotions for a while.
Because she thought, this is not a topic that can be played around with. She really doesn't want children, and she absolutely can't have children.
In the original world, she also talked with her friends about abortion and childbirth. There is a saying that if you don't open the window, you don't need to be responsible for the seeds flying in the sky outside the window, but if you open the window, you must take responsibility for the seeds flying in, taking root and sprouting.
She has no way to bear such a responsibility, and she is not willing to treat her children like this.
So the blush on her face faded away with a brush, her face was pale and haggard, she just said softly: "No, I don't want a child."
He was very close to her, so close that he could see the little girl's trembling eyelashes and instinctively disappointed eyebrows.
But he looked at her with a smile, and slowly coaxed: "I want one, huh?"
His warm breath, on the pinnae of her ears, made her originally snow-white earlobes gradually turn red.
To give birth to a child for the man in front of me
Are you pregnant with His Majesty's child?
Yu Nuan suddenly woke up, tried to withdraw his hand from his palm, and said coldly to him: "Don't think about it."
However, no matter what her hand was, she couldn't break free from the man's strong confinement.
He will only hold it tighter and tighter, like a vine that has been dry for a long time, and the rain meets the rain after a long drought, tightly entwining the most precious source of life.
Even if it makes her hard to breathe, it can make him warmer.
The man let go of her, his clothes were neat and uncluttered, abstinent and slow.
It's just that the hair of the young woman on the bed has been stuck to the forehead in a mess, the corners of the eyes are flushed, and the clothes are messy.
He didn't want to force her, but he wasn't ready to let her go either.
The man just leaned over and slowly kissed her coldly on the corner of her forehead and eyebrows.
Gentlemanly, gentle and elegant.
He lightly stroked his little wife's earlobe, whispered in her ear, and said with a smile: "Tonight, and tomorrow night, I will be waiting for you, huh?"
Yu Nuan's eyes suddenly opened wide tremblingly, but she shed frightened tears when looking at him.
In her eyes, there was no joy, no doubts and implied expectations. This was a look that was too late to pretend.
Really bewildered and helpless.
He smiled, not surprised at all. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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