Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 4906:

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It seems to be warning her--

Answer well!

Death problem!

Death gaze!

Ye Qingluo: "..."

So, how should she answer to satisfy this master?

Is Di Moxuan called...

With a grin on his face, MMP in my heart?

On the surface, she seemed very confident and proud, and she didn't care about Chu Wuxin's careful thoughts about her.

Actually.

In my heart... I hate Chu Wuxin's thoughts towards her!

Ye Qingluo secretly raised his hand and twisted it on his arm: "You don't believe me?"

This kind of warning behavior.

It must be condemned!

Di Moxuan's eyes are as deep as Mo Yao, and he stares deeply into the girl's face: "Of course I believe you, I know...the person Xiao Luoer loves the most, even me."

"Know that you are still strangling me?" Ye Qingluo pinched his arm again, "If you strangle me, it means you don't believe me!"

Di Moxuan's eyebrows and eyes are stained with a smile: "So, you are admitting that the person you love the most is indeed me?"

"No." Ye Qingluo replied decisively, "The person I love most is myself."

"The person I love the most is you, that's enough." Di Moxuan lowered his head slightly, resting his chin on the girl's shoulder.

Ye Qingluo's little hand is on the back of his hand, pinching a hand from time to time.

The man’s bones are distinct and his fingers are white as jade.

She snorted lightly.

The man suddenly held her small hand back, with a low, magnetic voice, mellow as wine: "I am not confident in myself because I... care about you."

"My fault."

"Don't be angry, huh?"

The ending sound of the last "um", the upbeat tone, is low and lazy.

Like a small hook, it hooks Ye Qingluo's heartstrings little by little.

"Bang!"

In front, there was a sound of heavy objects hitting.

Dispelled the warmth of the room.

Ye Qingluo just looked over.

I saw the back of the figure who ran into the door, but turned around and walked away while holding on to the shaky figure.

The figure ran away a bit, feeling lonely and bitter.

Ye Qingluo's pink lips moved, trying to arouse Chu Wuxin.

But the words that came to the mouth swallowed again.

What's the point of calling him?

For Chu Wuxin...

For people who are already paranoid, beyond words.

Since I can’t give a half-point response.

Still...

Reject with indifference.

She can see it too.

Those actions and words that Emperor Moxuan did just now.

It's all for...to make Chu Wuxin give up.

It's just...

Looking at Chu Wuxin's swaying, even walking like a stature falling down at any time, and that place, dripping blood.

Yeqing Falling Pink Lips are tightened.

How much, there are still some points, I can't bear it.

has not spoken yet.

By the ear, the faint voice of the man has floated: "Xiao Jiu, follow along, don't let people die."

A group of white light suddenly rushed towards Chu Wuxin.

The strong wind brought the shaky figure, directly standing unsteadily, and fell to its knees.

The huge nine-tailed fox swept its tail and hooked the man who was about to make intimate contact with the ground.

Tight and, in an instant, it has disappeared in the underground palace of the dark palace.

"A Xuan..." Ye Qingluo reached out and hooked his neck, rubbed his head against his face, "Thank you."

"Thanks to me for Chu Wuxin?" The man's black eyes sank slightly, and his tone sank a lot.

Ye Qingluo shook his head, her pink lips smiled, Yanran brilliant: "I want to thank you... for loving me so much."

She tapped her toes and hooked the man's neck.