How willing is Mu Wuchong? He dropped everyone and continued to question.

"You said you are a traitor, why did they call you a traitor?"

"You are obviously an elf princess, when did you become a traitor?"

"Luo Jingjing, don't answer anymore..." He suddenly became fierce, and the people under him couldn't bear to curl up his toes, panting, the corners of his eyes were reddened, and his tears would not fall, as if he was about to be caught in the next moment I cried out loud.

Mu Wuchong gently kissed the corner of her eye, but there was no pause in her movement.

"Who was the one who let me go that day?" He leaned in her ear and asked softly, "Did you...you?"

When he thought of this answer, somehow, Mu Wuchong's lips curled up, and there seemed to be a moment of tenderness in his plain, non-emotional eyes.

But the people under him still didn't say a word.

Mu Wuchong waited and waited, but didn't wait until she nodded.

Those eyes that had been warm for a while slowly gradually became cold.

He hopes to wait for an answer from her, but now that he thinks about it, he is probably self-satisfied again.

Seeing that the people under him didn't even intend to speak at all, Mu Wuchong didn't ask any more, but tortured her again and again with a ruthless one.

The elf, who had never been willing to beg for mercy at this time, couldn't bear his grind after a while, and said in a low voice with a weeping sound.

"Mu Wuchong...I, I can't take it anymore..."

The body of the elves is more sensitive than that of humans.

But the man felt like he hadn't heard it, and he still screamed.

By the time he finishes it, the people under him have completely fainted.

Looking at the tears in the corner of her eyes, Mu Wuchong's lips were pressed tightly, and he stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

When interacting with her, he seemed to have the emotions and sorrows again.

But once separated from her, these originally light emotions disappeared.

Knowing that it should not be her, otherwise she has no reason not to admit it.

But Mu Wuchong, who gently wiped her tears with his fingers, was extraordinarily gentle, as if he was afraid of waking her up again.

"is it you?"

Mu Wuchong asked softly.

Unsurprisingly, the person lying on the bed did not answer.

Mu Wuchong looked at her, lowered his head hesitantly after a while, and gently kissed the corner of her eye.

After the kiss, he regained his senses abruptly, and the eyes that had originally had a little warmth suddenly returned to coldness again.

It was as if the fire that had been slightly burnt had gone out.

What is he doing now? Don’t you like her at all?

Mu Wuchong couldn't understand, turned around and left her room.

Now that she knows that she was not the one who let him go, what is he still looking forward to?

Mu Wuchong did not come back the next night.

Ye Chuijin was quite comfortable in the cage alone, anyway, there was a new TV series to watch recently, she didn't feel bored at all.

In the evening, Mu Wuchong deliberately did not go home. He stayed at the company until midnight before returning.

He didn't go to her room again after he got home, as if there were no other people in this family.

It's been like this for several days in a row.

Time flies quickly without seeing her.

The heart was empty for a long time, and slowly began to get used to it.

For him, it was nothing more than a gadget he spent money to buy.

How can you think of a gadget every day?

Just as he was thinking about it, the butler sent a text message.

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