Being able to clearly feel the pressure from Ling Tian's body, Zhou ruo'an drooped his eyelids, but he didn't mean to change anything.
"There is no way for us to stay in the palace all the time because we are not related to each other," Zhou said solemnly. "So I don't think there is anything wrong with the decision I have made at present."
But her words directly poked Ling Tianwang's lung tube. He was angry because of Zhou ruo'an's engagement with Song Ci. Now Zhou ruo'an points out that there is no relationship between them without hesitation, and his heart aches.
He looks at Zhou ruo'an with no expression and looks at her quietly, trying to see her real thoughts now.
But Zhou ruo'an has been drooping her eyelids, and there is no change in her face, which makes people unable to see what she is thinking now.
Little by little, I don't know when other people's voices suddenly appeared in the corridor, saying that laughter came faintly.
Although he still lowered his voice subconsciously when passing through Zhou ruo'an's room, the joy in the words could not be concealed at all.
Perhaps because of his inner boredom, Ling Tianwang listened to the voice outside, and his expression became more and more ferocious.
He moved his fingers, and the tea cup on the table was thrown out by him, slamming heavily on the closed door.
The broken porcelain pieces suddenly cracked and fell on the ground and the wall.
The people outside were startled by the sudden sound, and their eyes swept past the closed door. They looked at each other quietly, and then quickly walked down the stairs.
Zhou ruo'an's eyes were about to crack and he looked at the mess on the ground. His heart, which had been slightly softened, suddenly became extremely stiff.
She unconsciously raised her hand and touched her chest, only feeling a burst of swelling pain there.
"If you want to play prestige, then go back to the house and play. What's the point of beating worthless cups in my house?" Zhou ruo'an sneered, and raised one side of his lips. Ling Tianwang's eyes were full of irony.
She thought that although the man in front of her had an unusual identity and the common thoughts of ancient men, Ling Tianwang was the most different one.
Zhou ruo'an thought that even if the other party didn't understand what he was thinking, he would choose to respect himself after the stalemate.
However, the fact told her that she was wrong. She was completely wrong. The broken porcelain pieces and the spreading tea declared her failure and embarrassment, leaving Zhou ruo'an nowhere to hide.
Slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, Zhou ruo'an forced pressure on his chest, trying to ease the pain.
But all of this is useless. The pain is like a shadow, which can't be relieved at all.
At this time, Ling Tianwang had already lost his impulsive guilt in his heart. He looked at Zhou ruo'an with a sneer and gritted his teeth uncontrollably.
"Do you think I'm playing the game?" Ling Tian Wang asked in a cold voice. Looking at him, his eyes were sharp, as if he could scratch a layer of flesh on people's body.
If the girl standing in front of him is a weak noble girl, I'm afraid there is no way to stand there independently at this time.
When Ling Tianwang does not hide his momentum, he can make people clearly feel the bloody smell of his body.
It belongs to the taste of battlefield and fighting. Not everyone can accept it.
Zhou ruo'an is very used to this taste. Although the most important thing for a killer is to kill with one blow, he needs to constantly hone in the training base.
With drooping eyelids, Zhou ruo'an lowered his memory of the training base.
"Isn't it?" Zhou ruo'an asked in a low voice.
Said, she also does not wait for Ling Tianwang to have any reaction, self-care to tell their own ideas and cognition.
"I knew from the beginning that you could find this place and that you might not let me leave so easily, but I thought you would choose to respect my ideas in the end."
"Because in the communication between us, I think you are different. You are a person who can really understand my inner thoughts."
Listening to this, Ling Tianwang's gloomy face gradually became light, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles.
But soon, Zhou ruo'an's next words put Ling Tianwang's heart into hell.
"But now I found that I was wrong," Zhou ruo'an said word by word, looking straight at Ling Tianwang, trying to pass on all his inner thoughts to each other through this kind of gaze.
"I'm totally wrong. I'm totally wrong!"
"You are just like those mediocre people, but you are more camouflaged than them, and you know how to make yourself no threat."
Every word of Zhou ruo'an has become a sharp blade, straight into Ling Tianwang's heart, a burst of blood.He had been seriously injured in the battlefield, even the sound of the cold blade across the flesh and blood can be clearly remembered, but never such a pain.
Not only that, Ling Tianwang only felt chilly. He never knew that he was just like this in front of Zhou ruo'an.
"Disguise?" Ling Tianwang was silent for a long time, pretended to smile as if nothing had happened, and asked.
Zhou ruo'an looked at him in silence. He didn't speak, and he didn't move. He was like a doll that was very beautiful.
"If my image in your heart is just like this," Ling Tianwang said word by word, every word is forced out from the teeth, "then I don't have to say anything more."
"I hope you have a happy life outside," said Ling Tianwang in a deep voice. Then he turned around without hesitation and disappeared in front of Zhou ruo'an.
Looking at the door that closed slowly in front of him, Zhou ruo'an couldn't help but squint, as if he didn't quite adapt to the suddenly dark light.
Ling Tian looked calm face to leave, in the heart of the fire constantly churning, but blocked in the chest, how can not vent.
If Zhou ruo'an is replaced by someone else, Ling Tianwang can completely ignore all the demands of the other party, and he doesn't have to be angry because of what the other party says.
But the man in front of him was Zhou ruo'an, who let Ling Tianwang know what he liked! It's the one who was carefully placed on the top of his heart by Ling Tianwang!
As a result, the original simple things are infinitely complex, and the decisions that can be made easily can no longer be said easily.