The Queen Reborn: Your Highness, Please Bow Your Head

No, at least he Senchi didn't think so, but...how could ordinary-minded people like them see the young master's thoughts?

They can't guess the young master's thoughts, and they don't dare to guess...

Mu Yuluo leaned her head on his back and called out in a deep voice: "Gong Bei."

"Huh?" He answered softly, his voice sounding like it was coming from the distant sky, like clear fresh water gurgling after the glacier melted.

"Why did you help me...so many times?" she asked tentatively, her heart beating faster.

He stopped for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but look forward, as if he was looking for something, and his plain, water-like expression became more and more seductive and charming.

Yes, why?

Soon, he started walking again and said indifferently: "Why do you ask?"

"Because I just don't want to owe others any favors..." She lay on his back, her usually ice-like eyes looking a little tired. She slowly closed her eyes and her voice became quieter and quieter.

As if she sensed that the people behind her had become quieter, Beigong Jiyun's steps slowed down unconsciously. The car was in front, and she could be dropped off if she walked a little further.

But at this moment, he felt a sense of attachment in his heart that he couldn't explain.

A few broken hairs on her head were blown by the wind, swaying in the air, floating gently in front of his eyes, seeming to tease his heartstrings.

I raised my head slightly, and on the dark blue sky, a bright and bright crescent moon shone softly, and the pine forest beside the road was blown by the wind...

Standing in the bright sightseeing elevator, watching the night view outside slowly shrinking, S City ushered in another lively and cheerful night of its own. Even in February when the temperature had just begun to rise, the cool breeze outside the window seemed to

It is not enough to influence young people to project colorful lights on their bodies, play heavy metal music, and sway to their heart's content in major entertainment venues.

After the elevator door opened, Mu Yuluo turned back and looked out, only to realize that everything in the suburbs of S city was so quiet and beautiful.

There is no hustle and bustle in the city center, no crowds surging around, the same colorful neon lights, but at the moment it looks far more comfortable than other places.

It should feel good to eat here.

Beigong Jiyun raised his legs and was about to walk out, but suddenly thought of something, turned back cutely and asked: "Can I leave?"

Mu Yuluo nodded slightly, and after seeing his suspicious look, she added, "Then how did I get into the elevator just now?"

Beigong Jiyun said lightly, raised his legs and walked out.

Sen Chi was like a transparent person behind him, following him neither far nor close.

The moment the three of them walked out, there was a little commotion in the originally quiet restaurant.

She stood next to Beigong Jiyun, and she seemed to hear the excited voices of women, the jealous voices of men, and all kinds of jealous voices. Everyone was talking about it, and they seemed to show strong affection for this young man with beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament.

interest.

At this time, Mu Yuluo's heart would feel astringent.

Because whenever she appeared in such public places, people talked about her appearance because of her ugliness. Especially when she was next to someone with a very good appearance, she was often used as a comparison.

Her steps were lagging behind, as if she was deliberately distancing herself from the two men beside her, as if it was a conditioned reflex.