Lu Qianluo put her hand into Yan Moye's palm, looked at him a little embarrassed and said, "I don't know what to call you for a while." ”His previous surname was Ning Shu, and the single word was Ye, but now his surname is Yan and his name is Mo Ye.Calling Yan Moye directly, Lu Qianluo is a little rusty about this name, and it will seem very alienated.But if it's called Mo Ye, it doesn't seem to be so estranged, but it's not so intimate.If it is a single word, Lu Qianluo thinks that this title is not good, and it seems to be too intimate.Yan Moye held Lu Qianluo's hand tightly in the palm of his hand, and the corners of his mouth were always hooked with a smile: "You can call it whatever you want." ”As he spoke, Yan Moye took Lu Qianluo's arm with a little force and pulled her into his arms.He was reluctant to do what he had experienced today, but he had to.Maybe it was because of this, it was just a trip to Yanwang's Mansion, but he felt very tired.Only by holding Lu Qianluo in his arms did he feel that the tiredness seemed to dissipate a lot.Lu Qianluo knew that Yan Moye was very tired, others didn't understand him, but she understood him.Yan Moye is not unfamiliar with the position of the prince of Yan at all, he just wants to get back everything that should belong to him, or rather, he wants to take back everything that belongs to her for his biological mother.The position of the woman next to Yan Xingqian should have been Ning Shuye's biological mother, and the position of Princess Yan should also be hers, but now all this belongs to other women, and there is more than one of these women.Lu Qianluo understands Yan Moye's disappointment with Yan Xingqi, so she understands his tiredness, so she feels sorry for him.One of Lu Qianluo's hands was tightly held in the palm of Yan Moye's hand, and she stretched out her other hand and gently covered the back of his hand.Yan Moye's hands were a little cold, but her hands were very warm, and I believe he would definitely feel the warmth she wanted to give him.Yan Moye did feel it, and he hugged Lu Qianluo in his arms tighter, gently put his chin on her shoulder, and gently sniffed her breath close to the tip of his nose.Her breath can always soften his heart and always make him feel the beauty of this world.Lu Qianluo's hand was on Yan Moye's hand, and fingers gently tapped the back of his hand.This kind of action is very simple and gentle, but it inexplicably warms Yan Moye's heart.Lu Qianluo gently tapped the back of Yan Moye's hand, and a pair of eyes that were as clear as a quiet lake suddenly lit up with a light, like a ripple on the lake under the sun."
You say, I can call you whatever I want, is this sentence true" Yan Moye gently sniffed the unique breath that belonged to Lu Qianluo on the tip of his nose, quietly felt the gentle and warm knock of Lu Qianluo on the back of his hand, and said softly: "Naturally it is true." ”Hearing this, a sly light flashed in Lu Qianluo's eyes: "Then I, can I call you Brother Ye" Yan Moye was slightly stunned, and soon the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile: "Yes." ”Lu Qianluo asked in disbelief: "Really, don't you like people calling you like this?"
"I don't like people calling me like this, but you are not someone else." ”The smile on the corner of Yan Moye's mouth was still evil: "Luoluo, if you like to call me like that, I like you to call me like that." ”Yan Moye's voice was very sincere, but Lu Qianluo shook her head again and again: "Don't, I don't want to call you like that."
I've always thought it was too numb, and every time I heard someone call you that, it gave me goosebumps. ”"Yes" Yan Moye's narrow phoenix eyes moved slightly, and he hooked his lips and said, "But I think your scream just now is very good, which makes me very comfortable to listen to." ”In the face of Yan Moye's inducement, Lu Qianluo was unmoved, and still shook her head and said, "No, I don't want to call you that." ”Lu Qianluo really didn't want to call Yan Moye "Brother Ye", and when she thought of this title, her scalp would be numb.The reason why she asked like this before was just joking with Yan Moye, hoping that his mood would improve as soon as possible."
Luoluo, then you don't want to call me like that, how do you want to call me in your heart?"
Yan Moye knew that Lu Qianluo wanted him to come out of the shadows, and he did come out at this moment, but he really took this issue seriously.Before, he had always felt that Lu Qianluo called him "Ning Shuye" too alienated, so he had long wanted her to change this title, but now that he finally had this opportunity, he naturally would not give up."
This" Lu Qianluo was embarrassed, she thought about it, and she didn't know what to call Yan Moye.When Lu Qianluo hesitated, Yan Moye's narrow and deep phoenix eyes moved slightly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more evil: "Luoluo, if you really don't know what to call me, it's fine."
It occurred to me that a few titles would be appropriate, and I thought you would like them. ”"What is it," Lu Qianluo said suspiciously.At this point, the evil smile on the corner of Yan Moye's mouth was even more evil: "Xianggong or husband."
Luoluo, I think these two titles are really suitable for you.If you call me that, I'd be glad you did. ”Yan Moye smiled brightly like a demon, but Lu Qianluo's face suddenly turned red; "Where these two titles are appropriate, they are not appropriate at all, they are not appropriate, they are not appropriate at all.""
Really" Looking at Lu Qianluo's blushing face, the last bit of darkness in Yan Moye's heart completely dissipated, and at this moment, there was only Lu Qianluo left in his eyes: "I really think it's very suitable." ”As he spoke, Yan Moye turned Lu Qianluo, who was clinging to him, so that she just faced him.At this time, Yan Moye stared at Lu Qianluo's eyes fixedly, and his voice was a little bewitching: "Luoluo, sooner or later you will have to call me with this title, and now it's just a little bit early." ”"How can there be" Lu Qianluo looked at Yan Moye's face like a demon, only to feel that she couldn't resist his charm anymore, and twisted her head to the side with a red face.If there are many words, Lu Qianluo can't say it, because Yan Moye is right, one day, she will call him a husband or husband."
Luoluo."
Lu Qianluo wanted to escape, Yan Moye would not take this great opportunity by mistake, stretched out her slender arm like jade, and turned her little head back, the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little evil and a little expectant: "Luoluo, I don't know what you think, but I really can't wait to call you a lady." ”aa2705221t1706231537: