The man¡¯s voice was very soft, ¡°You don¡¯t love me?¡±
Ji Xia sneered: "Mu Li also loves you very much. Do you want to marry someone who loves you?"
It has been a long time since anyone mentioned the name Mu Li in front of him.
If Ji Xia hadn¡¯t mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that Mu Li was still alive, living in the cellar in the backyard of his palace.
He glanced at her and said calmly: "The prerequisite is that it must be comfortable to look at."
Ji Xia suddenly felt funny, "The king sees that there are many women who are more comfortable than me. Who knows one day another woman will show up with a child who borrowed your seed."
Mu Nianxiao understood this.
The woman in front of him not only wants his marriage, but also his love.
But he doesn¡¯t love anymore!
His love has withered at the best age.
His handsome face was stained with the halo of dusk, and there was a hint of coldness in the half-dark halo, "If you feel wronged, you don't have to marry!"
Ji Xia's throat was blocked and she gritted her teeth and said, "No, I'll marry you!"
She finished speaking sadly and indignantly. She took a step forward unexpectedly, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, stood on tiptoes and was about to kiss the man's lips.
Mu Nianxiao stood still, but he was not used to women touching him.
His hand blocked the lips she kissed, and the soft moisture spread through the palm of his hand to the depths of his bones and blood.
He frowned, stretched out his hands to pinch her waist, and asked her to stay away from him, "Girls must be dignified!"
Ji Xia¡¯s eyes were red, and she hummed aggrievedly: ¡°Mu Xiaozhao is solemn? What you like is never solemn, why should I be solemn!¡±
Mu Nianxiao looked at her aggrieved little face, and suddenly smiled lowly, half mockingly, half sarcastically, "Why are you wronged? What do you have to be wronged about? You are the one who is bold, borrowing seeds to give birth to a child It¡¯s you and I who have been deceived and wronged.¡±
Ji Xia choked, revealing the most vulnerable side of a woman, "But you don't love me."
"Why do you love me so much that I must love you too?" The man said with a faint tone and a methodical smile, "What you want is love, and what I want is peace. My love has long since died without a burial place. , I won¡¯t think about it again. If you can tolerate the peace I give you, then get married. If you can¡¯t, I won¡¯t interfere in your and your child¡¯s current life.¡±
Ji Xia's vision became blurry. She had never been so ungrateful in front of others, "Why don't you give yourself and me a chance? Mu Xiaozhao, you have missed it. Now she has her own happiness to guard, can you still hope for it?" what?"
After she finished speaking, the man looked towards her. There was a calm dark color in his eyes and a sense of sadness that you couldn't understand. "Ji Xia, once a woman becomes greedy, she will worry about gains and losses. I am willing to give you a marriage, and that is also Based on your persistence in loving me first, don't be greedy, otherwise you will be in more pain than you are now."
The evening breeze blew over, and Ji Xia's short hair was blown a little.
It is now the beginning of September, and by the end of the month, the wind in Beijing will be even stronger.
She reached out and touched her short hair, thinking that maybe when the wind was stronger, it would be able to blow away the clouds buried in the man's heart, right?
She has always felt that there is nothing wrong with loving someone deeply.
But it¡¯s a bit pitiful to be persistent and deeply in love with someone.
She suddenly laughed and raised her chin at him lightly, sarcastically and fearlessly, "Really? Mu Nianxiao, you are so pitiful! I don't want a marriage without love! Madam President, in my eyes you are nothing." !¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com