The emotions in those little deer eyes flickered, which was very alluring.
She pursed her lips and suddenly chuckled, "Hey, can you smile more?"
The tone was like that of a gangster.
Suddenly I felt like I was back in the cave five years ago, when I first saw him, fearless and fearless.
Cen Yue had just calmed himself down when he looked up when he heard these words.
When he met Song Yiyi's gaze, his dark eyes were filled with soft ripples, as if countless threads of love were entangling the person in front of him.
Cen Yue smiled silently.
His eyes curved, and a smile suddenly spread across his lips, revealing two faintly visible fangs.
Like willow leaves blown by the spring breeze.
With a natural youthfulness.
The man who always had a cold and aloof aura relaxed his brows, and his handsome face, which was exquisite and superior, was like the surface of a lake that had been frozen for a long time, suddenly spreading out circles of gentle ripples.
All the gloom in Song Yiyi's heart disappeared, replaced by endless warmth.
Someone was born in Rome.
There are people in the stable.
So what?
So what!
Those clear eyes like glass curved slightly.
Song Yiyi fell forward without warning.
Cen Yue quickly stepped forward and took her into his arms, "Yiyi, go to sleep, okay?"
The person in his arms didn't answer.
After a few seconds, just as Cen Yue was about to lower his head, he heard muffled laughter.
Song Yiyi laughed more and more happily.
She raised her face, cupped Cen Yue's cheek with her hands, and looked him over carefully before whispering, "Cen Yue, you look like a fox."
Cen Yue lowered his eyes and stared at her, "Hmm?"
fox?
Is it ugly?
Cen Yue was still thinking about what kind of description this was.
Song Yiyi pinched his tall nose and continued to ramble, "If you shaved your head, you'd still be Monk Xi. You look like a demon with a face full of worldly desires. You're really a demon."
The voice soaked in alcohol was soft and gentle, "Cen Yue, I like you."
A few words came out of nowhere.
It was like a heavy hammer, smashing open Cen Yue's heart.
The dark color in his eyes surged.
Cen Yue bent down and stared at Song Yiyi closely. His throat was tight and his voice was trembling slightly. "Say it again."
This was the first time he heard these words from Song Yiyi.
Cen Yue's heart felt like it was entangled by dense silk threads, making it difficult for him to breathe.
These words.
He waited too long.
It's been so long that after asking once, even if I open up, I don't dare to ask again.
He even comforted himself.
As long as she is willing to stay here, stay with him, nothing else matters.
Cen Yue's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he lowered his voice and spoke carefully, "Ancestor, can you say it again?"
There's an unreal feeling like I'm dreaming.
Cen Yue's shoulders were tense, and his eyes were full of expectation and desire as he looked at Song Yiyi. The palms that were shackled on Song Yiyi's lower back became hot.
Time seemed to be stretched out.
There was a buzzing in my ears.
Until those clear eyes curved, Song Yiyi opened her red lips and said, "I like you, I really like you."
As she spoke, she unbuttoned the top button of Cen Yue's shirt.
"Cen Yue, do we want to have a child too?"
“Although this world is not peaceful, I believe it is beautiful.”
"With you, I am here, and with our family and friends."
"I can eat so much delicious food and hold such a warm hand. I just want to bring a new life into the world, let it see the beauty of this world, and do my best to support it."
"I want to hear it cry and see it laugh."
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