Chapter 1387: Promise Him
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Murong Che's inevitable laughter echoed in Ruoge's ears and lingered for a long time.
She would never throw away her dignity to be the woman on his face.
Streamers are easy to throw people away.
Looking at the clear blue sky.
The tail of spring is going to be dragged away by the paws of summer.
The daytime sunlight shines through the layers of leaves, turning into a circle of dappled light on Ruoge's face, she squints her fairy eyes slightly, her curly long eyelashes tremble slightly, and her pink lips under the bridge of her nose are gently pursed.
The task given to her by the young master gave her a lot of headaches.
Even killing people is a hundred times easier than the current task.
However, the order of the young master of the night palace must not be disobeyed.
During the day, Yihong Courtyard was sparsely populated, and the bustards and girls were sleeping, preparing to entertain guests at night.
She walked towards her room with a gentle step, and only then did she put her hand over the door and realize that there was someone inside, and she sniffed the smell coming from the room, and knew in her heart.
Push the door in.
The serious, expressionless Night Brake stood aside.
Facing the peach blossom chair, wearing a mask with a silver dark poppy pattern, Shen Yanye sat there coldly, his strong arms resting on the peach wood table, his broad palms clenched, and his eyes under the mask were like springs in a deep spring, revealing a mysterious, cold expression.
Ruoge closed the door and knelt on the ground: "Young master." ”
"How does it feel to stay warm all night?" Shen Yan Ye spit out these words mercilessly.
Ruoge's face was blue and white for a while.
Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the night.
Ruoge knelt there, not saying a word.
All explanations are refutations.
Stygian didn't like her rebuttal.
She's still interested in that.
"Mission, how are you thinking about it?" Stygian's fist loosened, and his long, knobby fingers thumped rhythmically on the mahogany table.
Every stroke he made Ruoge's heart beat wildly, because few people could understand the rhythm of the young master of the night palace, and his rhythm seemed to summon the god of death.
Ruoge bowed his head respectfully: "Ruoge has already thought about it." ”
'Snap', very shocking, dark eyes looked at her coldly, for a long time, the corners of his lips hooked a cold arc: "Since you have thought about it, it is better to show some sincerity." ”
Ruoge looked up at him, a little puzzled.
Yesha glanced at Ruoge, stepped forward to pour a cup of tea for the night, the night played with the tea, did not drink, but turned the teacup back, what was shocking was that not a drop of water in the teacup flowed out, which requires a very strong internal force to do.
"If the song is dull, I don't know what the sincerity of the young master is." If the song has a flat voice.
Smack.
Ying Yan Ye knocked the tea cup on the mahogany table, closed his eyes, and said in a tone not angry and arrogant: "Promise him." ”
Hearing this, Ruo Song was stunned.
"Promise to be his man." Shen Yan said tepidly.
Ruoge looked at the dark night dumbfounded, the young master's hand was really everywhere.
The feather eyelashes trembled slightly, the jade hand pinched the sides of the skirt, and the dark night raised her head and gave the night brake a look, and the night brake stepped forward to help Ruoge up.
Shen Yanye also got up, and his long and mighty body walked in front of her, staring at her condescendingly: "Three days later, promise him, this is also your task, this task is very difficult, this young master will help you behind you, but, you must completely, absolutely obey this young master!" ”
Ruoge's hands trembled: "Lord, you said that Ruoge can't be emotional. ”