The man's eyes brewed with storm-like intense emotions, suppressed in his heart and unable to be expressed.
Ruan Li was secretly surprised by Xu Mo's acting and cooperated, saying, "How could it be? You know, the only one I like is you."
She lifted the knight's chin, watching him obediently raise his head, eyes full of complexity.
The man stared steadily at Ruan Li, "I feel the same way, Your Highness. I love you, Your Highness."
He spoke in a low voice, his body rising to cling to Ruan Li, his large hands supporting her waist, almost enveloping her in his breath, his eyes downcast, gazing at her brows.
Ruan Li instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, tilting her body back, only feeling that Xu Mo's posture was overly aggressive.
Her lashes trembled slightly as she lifted her eyes momentarily to meet his gaze.
Affectionate as if looking at the only true love of this life, but mingled with pain and struggle.
And a flash of hatred.
