Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 642 The Stars Are You (57)

Yun Jun looked at her quietly, he was leaning against the window, motionless, but his voice was a little more lively.

"You don't know where you went wrong?"

Zhou Ye shook his head.

Jun Yun pursed his lips, and his beautiful lips curled up slightly even when he was not smiling, so Zhou Ye felt that he seemed to be smiling.

There is one thing wrong with an elegant man. There is always a soft light in his eyes when looking at people. These lights are very misleading, and it is easy for people to fall into it.

Fortunately, Zhou Ye was determined and could hold on.

Jun Yun raised his hand, rubbed his slender and fair fingertips against his nose, followed him and spoke slowly, this time in a more gentle tone than before.

"Did you consider my feelings when you got on the horse?"

Zhou Ye was questioned on the spot.

She shook her head without hesitation.

"No."

She just rides a horse, why does she still consider Jun Yun's feelings?
Seeing her shaking her head, Jun Yun paused slightly, and the anger that was about to disappear in her eyes gradually nodded again.

"So you don't care at all, will I worry, will I be afraid, if you get hurt, will I feel guilty and distressed?"

One question after another gave Zhou Ye a headache.

She thought for a while, then raised her eyes, with a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.

"I never thought that someone would worry about me... In other words, I haven't gotten used to it yet."

She just wasn't used to having such a person by her side, he would worry about herself, feel sorry for herself, and worry about herself.

The habit formed over 3000 years was suddenly changed by this extra person, Zhou Ye needed some time to adapt.

Saying such a sentence should have made people feel aggrieved and sad.

But Zhou Ye's tone couldn't read the slightest bit of grievance and sadness. It was a very flat tone, expressing the joys and sorrows of life.

Looking at Zhou Ye's calm expression, Yun Jun felt a slight pain in his heart unexpectedly.

Like being pricked by a needle, not strong, but lingering.

A person who has never been cared for has long been used to bearing everything by himself. This sentence is simple, but from loss and grievance to getting used to it, what has happened between them?
Jun Yun thought he knew a little about the girl in front of him, but now it seems that he knows nothing about her past.

The atmosphere in the air was a bit sluggish, Zhou Ye felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he shook his head casually, and interrupted the continuing spread of this atmosphere.

"Are you still angry now?"

Jun Yun nodded slowly.

"Well, a little more."

Zhou Ye frowned.

She is getting impatient.

But the man quickly added another sentence.

"Angry, and a little distressed. Forget it this time, come on, give me your hand."

He stretched out his hand, Zhou Ye looked down, raised his eyebrows slightly, then stretched out the hand behind his back, and directly handed the things in front of the man.

"How do you know I have something in my hand?"

Zhou Ye smiled.

Jun Yun lowered his head and looked at the delicate and blooming rose flower in front of him. The faint fragrance was lingering. The man lowered his brows and eyes, took the flower slowly, and sniffed it at the tip of his nose.

"Coax me?"

"Well, coax you."

Just like that, Zhou Ye was so clumsy and casual, planting a rose flower in the heart of the man in front of him.

Roses, flower vines with thorns, once planted, they will cling tightly and spread wantonly, endlessly and endlessly.

You send me a bright red flower, and I send you a wall full of flowers.

The man smiled and leaned down.

(End of this chapter)