Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 281: His answer (3)

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"I didn't sleep last night. I received double training early in the morning. I should be very tired." Di Moxuan turned over and got off the bed, the purple robe flew up, and a gorgeous afterimage swept away.

His graceful face is not unnatural.

It seems to be washing clothes for Ye Qingluo, which is quite normal.

With a few instant steps, Di Moxuan has stopped in front of Ye Qingluo.

The smell of sandalwood almost drunk Ye Qing.

"You..." Ye Qing Luo's pupils shone brightly, and his heart jumped fiercely.

Because she was afraid that she was too tired, so I washed her clothes for her?

Has he...has done anything like this before?

Does his act of washing her clothes mean that he already has the answer in his heart?

She couldn't finish her words.

Ye Qingluo suddenly leaned forward, and he fell into Emperor Moxuan's arms.

The next second, the man's arm tightened around her waist.

"Xiao Luoer, the question you asked me this morning, I thought about it for a long time..." Di Moxuan's low-pitched voice sounded in his ears.

Long?

Is this also called a long time?

This is related to the future of the two people, and even the affairs of their lives, even if they consider a few days or even months, it is normal.

Di Moxuan's long arms tightened for a few minutes, and his hot breath almost touched Ye Qingluo's neck.

"After thinking about it, I still follow the initial thoughts in my heart." In love, he doesn't know how to circumscribe, nor does he need to circumscribe.

If this kind of problem drags on for a long time, it will only make the other party even more cranky.

"Xiao Luo'er, I don't know what it means to like or what it means to love someone." Di Moxuan narrowed his peach blossom eyes, his voice was enchanting, low and intoxicating.

His five fingers grabbed Ye Qingluo's little hand, and pressed them firmly between her fingers, interlocking his fingers.

Ye Qingluo's heart was beating violently, and her breathing became rapid.

Di Moxuan's words, she vaguely felt the meaning.

She shakes her pink lips, her voice is dry, and a little nervous: "I... also don't understand such feelings."

Because I don’t understand, when facing Emperor Moxuan, this beating heart will reflexively accelerate.

Because of not understanding, after getting used to Di Moxuan's hugs, touching, kissing, and even sleeping beside him, the ambiguous feelings accumulated little by little.

Ye Qingluo is not a procrastinator.

Even in the face of feelings, this is true.

She has lived for two lives and has never experienced this kind of ****, and she has been through the bloodbath, fighting and killing.

But after all, she is a woman.

For this mysterious and unpredictable man, powerful enough to destroy the world with a finger, there is no doubt that Ye Qingluo is heartbeat.

"So, what's your answer?" Ye Qing lowered his head.

The man's smooth jaw came into view.

There was a hint of hesitation on that graceful face.

The peak of the eyebrows frowned slightly, very nervous.

It can be seen that Emperor Moxuan is also nervous.

Aware of this, Ye Qing's brows and eyes flowed with a shallow tenderness.

A pair of charming eyes are dyed with a smile, and the lines of the beautiful face become more and more coquettish and soft.

"Di Moxuan, give me your answer." She spoke again, a little bit of teasing and ridicule in her enchanting eyes.

She stretched her hand around God Mo Xuan's neck, and the fingertips of the other hand traced his eyebrows and traced his outline.

The corners of Di Moxuan's lips are lightly hooked, and the pitch-black pupils reflect Ye Qingluo's face.

She is charming and charming, and she is unparalleled.

All in the eyes, showing the most beautiful picture.

As if being dragged, Di Moxuan leaned over and kissed the alluring pink lips that rose slightly.