32 days of forced love

Chapter 10 You can't either!
Miao Yue stood up and looked straight at Xiulisi.

Miao Yue: "I don't want to eat, I'm not happy now, I don't want to eat anything."

Sulius fell silent.

Miao Yue turned around and walked towards the living room, walking slowly.

At this time, there was a dull roar from the sky, thunder resounded through the sky, and the dark clouds were illuminated by lightning for a moment.

Her eyes were drawn.

Soon, the sky began to rain heavily.

It's raining.

It's real when she's upset, it's real when she doesn't have an appetite, it's real when she wants to lose her temper.

Why, Xiulius didn't come to coax her.

It was also raining in her heart.

She nestled on the sofa blankly, staring at the barrier made of rain that could not be seen through.

The light brain slammed.

"Your Highness, the show Heartbeat Period in Love invites you to be on the show, and choose a date from the candidates provided by the show group."

"As for the date urging message I sent you just now, it is a regular message that will be sent every month, and it will be sent every month before His Highness has a hundred marked males."

Miao Yue wrote, deleted and deleted, with the sound of rain pouring in her ears, and she didn't know what she wrote for a while.

"Oh.. I'm going to the hospital tomorrow to test my level. I feel like I've advanced. And this love show, is it a live broadcast?"

"Continuously broadcast for four hours."

"When will the recording start?"

"Ten more days."

"Well, let's go on."

It just so happened that she hadn't been happy for the last two hours.

There was a tinkling sound as Thuleus approached.

Miao Yue pulled the thin quilt over her body.Thuleus walked up to her and bent down, handing her the nectar to drink.

She took it over.

Hulius was still thinking hard about how to say a perfect opening sentence.

Miao Yue held the shallow glass and wanted to return it to him, "What race are you?"

His eyes fell on Miao Yue's slender white fingers holding the cup, thinking about what should be in his profile, "It's a flower mantis, but I have never seen His Highness's spiritual body."

Flower mantis, Yongmiao flower mantis?
There are many colors of Yongmiao flowers. I don't know what color the main body of Shulisi is, blue, or light blue that is similar to blue?
Sulius smiled slightly, the dense pupils in those drooping eyes seemed to be shining with water.

Those tiny pupils could see clearly in her good eyesight.

The sound of rain was very noisy, and the sultry and humid earthy smell was mixed with water vapor. Miao Yue's mood became dull and hot because of the rain.

Miao Yue put down the glass in her hand and turned her eyes away. She didn't want to pay attention to Hulisi.

She turned her head and looked at him quietly.

After a while.

She was sure there was no expression on her face, neither gentle nor angry.

Sulius stood in front of her, wearing a black uniform, with a hip waist and a monkey back, and his blue eyes seemed gentle in the dim light of the room.

Even if you lose your temper with him, you will not be happy.

She didn't want to comfort him or lose her temper with him again, an apology was impossible.

He is a gentle man who is easy to bully, at least in front of her, when she vents his temper, he can only cry silently, even when he cries, he doesn't even make a sound.

"Colonel Sulius, will it be tiring to get along with me?"

Sulius shook his head.

After Miao Yue asked this sentence without thinking, she turned on her light brain and took two photos of the misty rainy day, and took pictures of Hulisi again.

She hasn't studied photography composition, but she just thinks it looks good in this way.

When you are in a bad mood, you will think of the male god.

That's right, the male god of the original owner is now her male god.

She covered herself with a thin quilt, and started the activities that the original owner used to relieve her sad emotions, writing love letters to the male god. She didn't have much literary talent, so she could only rewrite the poems she once liked.

It was Tagore's Gitanjali, "When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to break with majesty, and I looked into your face, and tears welled up in my eyes. All the difficult and reverberating feelings of my life melted into a sweet harmony--my adoration is like a joyous bird on its wings on its journey across the ocean. I know you love my singing, I know that only as a singer can I Into your presence. I touch your feet, though I never reach your heights. Drunken with singing, I forget myself, and regard you as my friend, though you are my Lord."

As she wrote, she couldn't help crying.

After Miao Yue finished writing and put it in the manuscript box, she still didn't send it out. She was stunned for a few seconds, and she set the email to be sent out one day after 890 years.

It is painful to fall in love with an existence that is destined not to be obtained.

Miao Yue stroked her chest, this body still has the feeling of liking other males, who exactly does she like.

She obviously likes Thulius.

Throwing off the quilt, Miao Yue was full of energy, "Don't move! Don't move!!!" She threw herself forward.

Throwing down on Xiulisi.

Sulius caught His Highness with quick eyes and hands, and fell back, sitting on the thick and soft sofa.

She obviously likes Thulius.

Regardless of the face, or wherever, Miao Yue gently squeezed Xiulisi's face.

"I am not happy."

"Shulis, I'm not happy."

Sulius stiffened his voice, he wanted to say, Your Highness, then I will comfort you.

When the words came to my lips, they became, "Your Highness, what should I say, what should I do, I don't know what to say, so that you will be happy."

Miao Yue listened to the doubts raised by this gentle fool.

Her: "You give me a hug."

Even so, she took the initiative to embrace Sulis and buried her deeply in the crescent of her neck, as if she would faint in the next moment if she didn't hug and rely on one place.

Hug together, it's so hot.

The current climate is the normal climate during hot summer and heavy rain, humid, hot, irritable, confused, and lost.

Longing, all he could do was look at His Highness eagerly.

Miao Yue tightened her arms and hugged her tightly. She liked Thurius, and her heartbeat quickly dispelled the boredom and loneliness in her heart.

Shulisi blushed, and hugged back firmly and gently.

There were still tears in the corners of his eyes, and His Highness, who was still unhappy just now, was wrapped in his arms.

His Highness' breath was surrounded by him.Warm, soft hugs.

Miao Yue smiled, inexplicably, she wanted to look up at him, at Sulius, to see if she could find out what he was thinking from his face.

"Shulis, I seem to be in a better mood." Miao Yue blushed, and it was rare that she grabbed Hulius's tentacles with both hands and pulled them.

"Hmm!" The short but uncontrollable particle words floated directly from Sulius' throat into Carol's cochlea.

Xiulisi tightly held Miao Yue's skirt, his eyes were wet, containing moisture.His voice was also a little hoarse, "Your Highness, Your Highness... I don't know, I don't know, Your Highness..."

Miao Yue shook her head, trying to wake up a bit.

The air seemed a little too humid.

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(End of this chapter)