Princess Against the World

"I'm sorry, I'm posting this out of feeling...no other meaning!! Because I thought of your former lover!!"

Ling Luoyu slowly raised her eyes, looking at his eyes flickering.

"You have lost your memory, you don't remember her... Even if she is standing in front of you now, you don't know who she is!! In my hometown, there is a man named Tagore, who wrote such a poem ... The furthest distance in the world is not that you and I are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but the vastness of life and death; I love you……"

Mo Xuanchen suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes flickered: "Luo Xuan, who are you?!"

Ling Luoyu's fingertips trembled slightly, and she slowly withdrew her hand: "I'm Luo Xuan!!"

She lowered her eyes and got up, her feet staggering slightly.

"Sorry, I'm drunk, I'm going to rest..."

Ling Luoyu didn't dare to stay any longer!

She felt the effects of the alcohol!

If she stayed here again, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself, and she would talk nonsense and say everything.

She withdrew to leave, but was stopped by Mo Xuanchen.

"No!! You are not Luo Xuan!! Who are you?? What is the relationship between you and me before?!"

"It doesn't matter!!" Ling Luoyu suddenly shouted, and pushed him away with his hands, but because of the instability of his feet, he fell backwards.

"careful!"

Mo Xuanchen flipped his arms, hugged her and spun her, then spun her down.

With her long hair loose, Ling Luoyu fell asleep in his arms.

Raising his eyebrows lightly, Mo Xuanchen looked at the jug on the table: "So fast?"

This jug of wine is specially made by him.

His original intention was to take advantage of Ling Luoyu's drunken time to trick out some secrets, but she knew that after she gained strength, she rushed forward with Jiu Jin and passed away in an instant.

Looking at the limp person in his arms, he bent down to pick her up, but couldn't help being startled.

"So light?!"

A big man, but as light as a feather, holding him in his arms is like holding a delicate woman.

A faint fragrance hits the nostrils, like nephrite jade bosom again.

"A big man, but like a woman..."

He pushed open the door with a smile and put her on the bed.

His long hair brushed her cheek as she bent over.

"Xuanchen, don't make trouble..."

Ling Luoyu murmured and shook his hands.

Mo Xuanchen's heart was cut like a knife in an instant, he groaned in pain, and fell down on the bed.

"Xuan Chen??"

She called it so naturally and so intimately, as if these two words had popped out of her mouth countless times.

Could it be? ?

Does she really know her past? ?

Mo Xuanchen stroked his chest, looked into her eyes, and shook his head in disbelief.

"Luo Xuan, who are you?? Did you appear by my side by chance or by necessity??!"

Her cheeks were pink, her lips were like peach blossoms, and she was about to drip. There were tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose and forehead, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of women.

This smell made his heart flutter, and he didn't want to control himself for no reason.

Looking at her sleeping posture, Mo Xuanchen couldn't help but slowly caressed her cheek with his fingers.

"Luo Xuan..."

Ling Luoyu turned over, hugged his wrists with both hands, and rested her cheek on his palm.

"Xuanchen, don't go..."

Mo Xuanchen's heart ached so badly that he couldn't help kneeling beside the bed, looking at her cheek with shortness of breath.

"how so?!"

Why does his heart hurt every time she calls him.