Chapter 23 (1/2)

The two people who were once close to each other have been separated for centuries.

Tang Yao has been longing for such a hug many times.

But at the moment, she has only rejection and discomfort.

”Marshal is the leader of several cities. What's wrong? It's my humble concubine. She didn't go back to her house with her life after she fell off the cliff and didn't die... ”

Tang Yao didn't struggle, but there was endless alienation between the lines.

Yan Shaokun's eyebrows tightened three points, he released her, and then stood in front of her.

”Don't be angry. I've been clean all these days when you're no longer here Really, if you don't believe me, go and ask adjutant Zhang... ” He tried his best to explain and present the affectionate image of the good man.

”Marshal, I'm very serious. I will serve you with my humble life in the future...” Tang Yao's face is still calm.

Yan Shaokun's heart suddenly pulled, and he was too depressed to breathe: ”Yao Yao, you talk to me well.”

”Yes, marshal.” Tang Yao is indifferent.

If the heart is dead, the body is just an empty pottery.

Tang Yao is still a defective product.

Yan Shaokun looked at her not salty appearance, suddenly no track.

He couldn't help holding up her thin face, but as soon as the palm of his hand touched it, the face trembled.

”Call me Siro.” He has to change that.

He wants to go back to the past state of harmonizing with his Yao Yao.

”Marshal, it's not allowed in love, it's unreasonable.” Tang Yao's eyes are light.

Yan Shaokun suddenly felt that the patience in his heart was about to be watered out by the coldness in her eyes.

”Don't call me handsome again!” He raised the volume slightly.

Tang Yao shook her eyes and whispered, ”yes.”

”Ah Kun.” Yan Shaokun raised his thick fingers to her lips.

As long as a little more heat, he can't help but kiss his missing for half a year on his lips.

”Yes, ah Kun.” Tang Yaoshun called out his nickname after retreating, but the word, without a trace of tenderness, seemed very stiff.