Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3927: Because I care, I want to have it

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"I don't want...I don't want to be so stingy..."

He buried his head between her neck, his voice was very low and a little fuzzy.

But he could hear the dull tone in his tone.

"Xiao Luoer, do you think my possessiveness is terrible..."

His voice became more and more serious: "I know you have nothing to do with him, but... seeing the way he looks at you and his attitude towards you, I just want to hold you in my arms. I just want you to belong to me..."

The man's voice, word by word, clearly passed into Ye Qingluo's ears.

Ye Qingluo's pupils shrank suddenly, and her eyelashes trembled.

She stretched out her hands, hooked Di Moxuan's neck, and hugged him.

"I know...I know...I know how you feel..."

She tightly circled the man, her eyes flushed slightly: "I said a long time ago that I don’t hate your possessiveness. You want to own me because you care about me, and because you care, you want it. I belong to you alone."

She doesn't know.

Her Ah Xuan took care of her mood.

How much pain I have endured.

How many times did she take advantage of A Xuan's doting and doting on her, and doing things that worried A Xuan.

Ye Qingluo held his face, and kissed him finely, falling on his face: "This kind of possessiveness, I don't feel terrible at all, because... I am the same."

Finally, her kiss fell on Di Moxuan's lips.

The dragonfly clicks on the water and moves away.

She held his face in her hands and touched his forehead: "A Xuan...our mood is the same."

Because of love, I care, so I want to have it.

Ye Qingluo put his head on his chest again, whispered softly, and told Di Moxuan what he had said before and Chu Wuxin.

Finally, he raised his small head again, with his chin resting on his chest, and staring at his smooth chin: "You said... what does he mean by "be careful of people around you"?"

"Provoking discord."

With one hand, Ye Qing picked up the blue silk hanging down beside him, and Di Moxuan replied lazily.

Ye Qingluo hit him with his head: "Speaking of business, be serious."

Di Moxuan's voice is lighter, with a hint of carelessness: "I'm very serious."

That said.

But the man's hand has fallen on her waist.

The body is slightly cool.

Her robes were scattered by the bed at some point.

Ye Qing laughed anger, and touched the man with her little hand: "What are you serious?"

Half of the robe is untied, Di Moxuan propped up her body, and her beautiful handsome face was printed on her pupils so close: "You mean, why am I not serious?"

Ye Qingluo: "..." You told me, what kind of seriousness is what you are doing now?

Can you move away from her and say this seriously again?

Do you want a face?

If you open your eyes and talk nonsense, won't your conscience hurt?

Di Moxuan said: For the beloved woman, what is the face? What's the use of coming? Can you sleep a little while coming?

Being able to sleep until Xiaoluo'er, the conscience will only be comfortable.

Ye Qingluo: "..."

She just wanted to find out from Di Moxuan's mouth, what did Chu Wuxin mean by the "person around him"!

Can't we discuss the problem first, and then do other things?

No matter how "rejected" Ye Qingluo's heart was, how "rebelled" he acted.

Finally, when the man’s kiss falls.

Ye Qingluo is still very spineless and unresisted in indulging in beauty, unable to extricate herself...