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Chapter 715: What the Hell, Is Love


The corners of Luo Xi's lips twitched and she raised her head.

Not arrogant, nor timid at all.

Ye Qingju did not salute, but still stared at Luo Xi's fair face with such hateful eyes.

Luo Xi did not salute her, nor did he expect her to have a good attitude.

I wonder if Jing Mohao suddenly took a wife to live in Jingrui Palace one day, would he be like Ye Qinglu, glaring at that woman all day long.

Because the love is deep, you will become unlike your original self.

"Why are you laughing?"

Ye Qingxi asked first.

And still in such a disrespectful tone.

Only then did Luo Xi realize that the corners of his lips had curled up unconsciously.

He didn't intend to take it back and said directly, "You are really persistent towards him."

The dialogue between women is not as direct as that between men, but no matter how obscure it is, the other party will sensitively understand its meaning.

"If I keep persisting, will you give him to me?"

Ye Qingxi's tone was not harsh, but it was unusually firm, which surprised Luo Xi slightly.

If possible, she really wouldn't mind giving it to her.

But her current identity is the young marshal's wife, and she still has many things to do with the help of this young marshal's wife's identity.

Moreover, the key point in this matter is not in his own hands, but in Lu Cheng's choice.

Whoever he wants to live in the birdcage decorated with colorful ribbons will live in it.

There, it's not nearly as beautiful as she looks outside.

Luo Xi looked at her lightly and asked lightly, "Do you love him?"

"certainly."

"Then why do you love him?"

Luo Xi was curious, what exactly did this woman see in Lu Cheng.

Is it his power above all others or his mountain of wealth?

After witnessing the bloody ceremony at his spiritual altar, she could still say "love him" without hesitation.

She was really curious.

What kind of charisma does Lu Cheng have that makes her worthy of braving the world's disapproval and openly confronting her?

"I love everything about him."

"Ha" Luo Xi couldn't help laughing, and then asked, "How old are you?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Ye Qingxi raised her chin and refused to say anything.

Luo Xi still looked indifferent, "It's nothing, I just think you are still a child."

"I'm already 20.

I'm no longer a child.

I know what love is."

Ye Qingju argued.

The faint smile on Luo Xi's lips gradually stopped. 20 years old What does a 20-year-old know?

When she and Chen Chen were 20 years old, they were probably just attracted to each other.

It wasn't until I met Jing Mohao at the age of 22, and after thousands of sails passed, that I finally understood what love is.

I don’t know when we are together all day long, and we don’t know when we are apart.

We don’t know until we meet again.

The kind of obsession that you don't want to lose his message even if your body is broken to pieces, you still want to hold his hand even if you travel thousands of mountains and rivers, and you still want to look at him for the last time even if you deceive the whole world, is called love.

The urge to say I don't love you, but still be willing to help you block the falling needle, to say I won't marry you, but still go out of my way to find you when I hear the news about you, is called love.

Luo Xi didn't come over, he raised his head hard, blinked, and then healed his wet eyes.

She didn't want to argue with her about this issue, because she was afraid that she couldn't help the overflowing thoughts in her heart, and an impulse exposed her state of recovering memory

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