His Royal Highness The Best Love

[69 Book Bar - www.] "No, no, no." Luo Xia covered her ears and shook her head desperately. She didn't want to hear this, she didn't want to hear it.

"The master here has always been the same, and the taste is still the same as before. It's just that the accumulation of time has made it impossible for us to go back to the innocent romance in the past. As time goes by, people will change, and my heart is tired.

Now I want to cherish Lin Xiwu." Yi Yuye stood up and looked at Luo Xia and said.

Luo Xia quickly raised her head in panic, stood up and hugged Yi Yuye, crying: "Don't go, don't go, don't leave me, don't leave me alone."

Yi Yuye pushed Luo Xia out of his arms and said, "You left me to fly first. Now I will fly with the memories you gave me. Let us all fly separately, okay?"

Yi Yuye raised his hand and gently wiped Luo Xia's tears. This was the first time he wiped Luo Xia's tears, and it was also the last time he wiped Luo Xia's tears. It was the first time he saw Luo Xia cry so embarrassingly, but he had already

There is no longer the same feeling as before.

Now, the only girl who can make him feel distressed when she cries is Lin Xiwu.

"Don't leave." Luo Xia grabbed Yi Yuye's hand and kept shaking his head.

She was wrong, it was her fault, she thought he would always wait for her, but she forgot to respond.

"Don't do that to Lin Xiwu, because she is more important than me." Yi Yuye retracted his hand.

Luo Xia looked at Yi Yuye in shock. He actually said that Lin Xiwu was more important than himself, instead of saying that Lin Xiwu was very important to him.

Luo Xia looked at Yi Yuye's back and sat on the chair in embarrassment.

She completely lost him!

All his love was given to Lin Xiwu!

Luo Xia looked at the half-eaten strawberry cake on the table with tears in her eyes. It turned out that the chef had not changed, but her feelings had changed. Once she changed, she could never go back.

Luo Xia stretched out her cold fingertips, held the spoon with some trembling, took a spoonful and put it into her mouth. Big tears fell on the plate and merged with the cake.

From now on, no one would wipe the stains around her mouth, no one would call her piglet so gently, and no one would cook for her like him.

No one loves her like that anymore!

Never again!

Luo Xia put the cake into his mouth by the spoonful, and with tears in his eyes, his mouth bulged like a frog.

The corridor of the dark room is still dim all year round, the walls at the foot of the wall emit a yellowish light, and a long shadow is printed on the wall.

Yi Yuye listened to the screams inside with an expressionless face and walked inside step by step.

"Master!" Ah Qi hurriedly stood at the entrance of the corridor with respect in his tone.

When the people in the cage heard Ah Qi's cry, they all looked at Yi Yuye in horror, as if they had seen a devil.

Some of these people were hung up, some were tied to chairs, and some were stuffed into large barrels, with only their heads exposed.

They all had injuries on their bodies, there was no good spot on them, their eyes were a little distracted, and they were shaking constantly.

Yi Yuye was so cruel that he hung those people up, beat them with whips, tied them to chairs, and covered their bodies with honey to attract ants to eat them.

Yi Yuye looked at them coldly, walked to a bucket, and looked down at the man, forming a shadow.

The man opened his eyes and saw Yi Yuye standing in front of him. He screamed in fear and wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move. He could only keep opening his eyes wide and screaming to vent his fear.

Yi Yuye smiled coldly, looked at the man's bloody face, and said, "Jack, how about taking a bath with chili pepper water?"

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