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Chapter 5001

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The young lady's tender and soft voice had a tinge of grievance and coquettishness.

It was obviously a deliberately pretended voice.

It wasn't that the man couldn't tell.

But under the young lady's accusatory soft voice, he still softened his imposing manner.

"How did I scare you, hmm?"

The man's brows raised slightly, his mellow voice was filled with an inexplicable magnetism.

Especially the last note.

Like a hook, it slowly hooked Ye Qing Luo's heart.

Ye Qing Luo almost couldn't hold it as she pretended to be aggrieved.

She immediately kept the expression on her face as she bit her pink lips and continued to complain in a tender and soft voice, "You're angry, I'm scared."

"If you really know how to be scared, then that would be great." Di Mo Xuan poked her head unhappily.

But the young lady cried out softly, "Ouch, it hurts — —"

She was so shocked that she squatted in mid-air.

Following that, he immediately rubbed the place where the young lady was poked, "What's the matter? Are you hurt here too? "

He gently rubbed the young lady's head and his tone was so gentle that water could be squeezed out of it.

But in response to him, was the young lady's soft laughter.

Di Mo Xuan's brows sunk slightly as the palm that was rubbing the young lady's head, stopped.

His slender fingers slid down and clasped the young lady's chin.

His deep and serene pupils, collided with the young lady's charming eyes.

"Is it funny?"

His voice was low and deep, and there was a hint of dignity in his tone.

Ye Qing Luo decisively shut her mouth.

Looking at the man's expressionless and extremely stern face.

She was terrified once again as she mumbled softly, "I'm wrong … I'm wrong … I won't laugh, it's not funny at all!"

"Wrong?"

Di Mo Xuan sneered, "You really know that you're wrong?"

A sinister smile appeared on his face.

Ye Qing Luo was so shocked that she trembled.

She immediately widened her eyes and blinked her eyes as she looked at Di Mo Xuan innocently, "Really, really, I really know that I'm wrong."

"Then tell me, where did you go wrong?" Di Mo Xuan's brows sunk slightly as his words were filled with coldness.

Ye Qing Luo, "….."

She absent-mindedly licked her pink lips.

Her fair hands slowly tugged at Rao's sleeves.

That delicate and charming face had a hint of pitifulness to it.

"I really know that I was wrong …"

With a soft voice, she grabbed the hand that was holding her chin and buried her head in Nan Rao's arms. "I shouldn't have put my body in danger."

Little by little, she tightened her grip on the man's large palm.

In her own way, she soothed the man's restless breath.

"My mistake was that I shouldn't have welcomed Long Yun Zhan's sword wave and charged at Fourth Elder Jiang, knowing that he couldn't differentiate between friend and foe."

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have let myself get hurt."

"An even bigger mistake …"

She raised her head bit by bit. Her pair of long and narrow eyes were like glass that had been baptized. They were bright and dazzling, and they even rippled with a sparkling light.

"I shouldn't have worried you."

After the girl finished.

Slowly, he inserted his fingers between Nan Rao's fingers.

They interlocked their fingers.

"Can I apply for a chance to explain?"

The young girl tilted her head as she looked around with her charming eyes blinking, as though she was begging.

Earlier when the young girl's delicate and soft posture was complaining and using that affectionate and sincere voice to admit that he was wrong.

The man's vicious aura had already dissipated cleanly.

Now that he saw the young girl in such a delicate and charming look.

How could the man maintain that straight face?

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