He grabbed me back, took a comb, combed my hair, put on my coat, and took my hand and went out.
I was speechless. "I'll be sixteen in a few days. I'll walk on my own."
You're not a three-year-old baby, and you need someone to hold onto your hand. Can you be more maternal, and feed me milk while you're at it?
"Then I'll carry you. It's snowing so hard, and if you fall, I'll feel sorry for you again. I'll have to take care of you." He talked to himself.
I shivered and let him hold my hand.
I think what happened to Li Zimo? Why did his motherhood suddenly rise?
I asked him, "Is Yuan Yuan about to give birth?"
"No, don't ask about these things. I don't like you to ask about these things, Feng Qingyun." He looked annoyed.
It was snowing heavily, thick, and I liked to step on the new snow. I looked at the footprints there, and they were very beautiful, and very warm, and this was the first time in my life that I had worn such a good boot, and such warm clothes, and then I let him hold me, and his hands were warm, and I was afraid that I would fall in love with such a warm and decadent life.
Li Zimo didn't say anything, but just smiled at me. Her eyes were like an old wolf feeding a baby wolf, and it even had a hint of doting.
I realized that I couldn't look at him any longer. The more I looked at him, the more scared I became. I would rather he be normal and be like the old Li Zimo, cold and domineering.
"Mo Tian Love, do you know what is' like '?" he asked me suddenly.
"Got it."
"What is it?" He raised his eyebrows, clearly not daring to believe it.
"Let's drop it, Li Zimo. I really do know this." To love someone is to be able to be painful, to be happy for him, to be everything to him, and even to give up one's life for him. " Mo Li had taught me all of this, and I had experienced it for myself. I could do anything for Mo Li.
"I won't let you cry. I'll use my own way to like you." He said it word for word.
I felt the north wind blow, and I was really in a mess.
Therefore, he very sincerely said, "Mo Tian Love, I like you so much that I don't want to let go of you, nor do I want you to seduce anyone, I don't want to let you go freely, just do it. This is the first time in my life that I have ever fallen in love with someone so strongly."
I just want to say that it's none of my business if you like me.
Are you joking with me? Why aren't you laughing?
From the top of his head to the tip of his foot, he was in a very good mood.
"But …" You're not Mo Li. "
"I won't be him. I am me."
"I don't want you to like it."
"No matter if you don't or don't, who told you to go into my heart. I like you so much that I can't even find the root and can't even pull it out."
It's his fault, or mine.
"Let go." I snapped out of it and screamed.
He likes me, he said he won't let me go, isn't that what he was playing with me before?
"Shh, don't be too loud. People will think that you and I are flirting, but I don't care. On the other hand, the women in the palace think that you have suppressed my love, so they will hate you." He shrugged, easy.
"..." "No." I cursed.
"We're here." He was still in an extremely good mood. "Dear God, your sister is waiting for you. Be good. Don't scold her until she's thirsty. This Emperor will feel heartache."
I'm so angry with the Empress Dowager that I don't feel nauseous saying such words to someone my age.
He lowered his head and bit towards his hand.
"Long live the Emperor." A sweet and moist cry rose. After a pause, he said, "Dear God, come in quickly. Don't be frozen in such a cold weather. Didn't Big Sister teach you not to be so rude? Why is he doing this to the Emperor? "
I don't think my hair is messy in the wind, I think my whole brain is in disarray.
She said she was my sister.