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Sima Luo asked: "Don't you dare to gamble?"

"No, I'm disdainful of betting. Because you're sure to lose." Murong Jing took it calmly.

The more calm he was, the more angry Sima Luo looked at him. Those who came to be angry with Murong Jing were not here to make him angry! [

"I know I will lose, but I dare not gamble?" What's the argument?

"It's such a naive thing, I'm not interested in accompanying you."

"Murong Jing!" gritted his teeth.

"???!" asked.

"You have to play this game!"

"I don't have any interest in using Su'er to bet. If she doesn't like you, force her... it's very possible." Murong Jing said calmly, as if he was just a random example, but he was also worried about the problem.

"Forcing? Simaluo needs to force women to like it?" Dangerous tone.

"Well, if you are anxious, you will jump over the wall." Ignoring danger, I was very calm.

"You treat me like a dog?" aggressive, angry.

"I didn't say that, you can't help thinking like this." The old god was there. This tone... uh, why do you look like a certain woman?

Murong Jing has made her cold. Not only Chuxue, but it seems that she will be more and more like her when she speaks?

"??!" Sima Luo's eyes twitched coldly. Why did he suddenly feel that he had become different? It was different from his original temperament, but I couldn't say where it was different.

Murong Jing never called himself in front of Sima Luo from beginning to end. The reason for not doing this was naturally his difficulties. The grievances of the previous generation were hard to explain or understand. Unfortunately, it seems that the disaster left over is to be borne by them.

"You must play this game. Do you dare not play it--" Simaluo said gritting his teeth. The expression under the mask will definitely not be gentle. He suddenly changed his tone and said leisurely: "...I'm looking for Chuxue."

"Don't move the first snow! Otherwise--" Murong Jing's eyes turned cold and he stared at Sima Luo dangerously. However, the words that had not been released later were swallowed when Sima Luo's cold gaze was filled with.

"Otherwise, what's going on? Kill me? Humph,..." Sima Luo snorted coldly, and when he saw him angry, he felt relieved. At this time, he snorted coldly again and smiled sarcastically: "Why don't you say anything?"

At this time, he snorted coldly again and smiled sarcastically: "Why don't you say anything?" He leaned forward slightly to look at Murong Jing. The cold handsome face was in great pain!

"What do you want?" Murong Jing's tone softened.

"I want to see you in pain, but I will be happy when I see you." The hatred hidden in Sima Luo's eyes was so deep that no one could imagine it. Or it was scarred in the heart, and it would hurt when I picked it up! It hurts so much that I couldn't even breathe! [

Murong Jing lowered his eyes and hid the gloom in his eyes.

"What? Is the game continuing?" Sima Luo did not let Murong Jing go.

"No! I'm not interested in the ridiculous and childish game. Moreover, it won't make you feel the first snow."

"Do you think you can stop me?"

"Don't force me to do it."

"…want to kill me?"

"Not this idea..."

"What would you do?"

"..." Murong Jing was silent. What would he do? How did he know? He instinctively said that, but he said that, and he didn't want to change it. "Don't move the first snow, otherwise - you will definitely regret it."

"The more you do this... it will only make me want to touch him." Sima Luo smiled evilly.

Murong Jing complained secretly, as if he had said something he shouldn't have said, and his original meaning was also distorted.

Suddenly, Sima Luo smiled!

"Brother! Don't want me to divert my attention. Do you want to use the first snow as a shield? Don't think about it! Abandoning your younger brother is like what you can do. No matter how much you say, in this world, there is at least one thing that belongs to me, that is, Su'er's heart is mine... Haha." No matter how you pretend, Sima Luo knew Murong Jing's intention. Su'er's weight in his heart seems not to be light... There is something that cannot be hidden.

Murong Jing remained silent.

Looks a little tired...

At this time, a guard outside the door came back to report, saying that the third prince was not found, nor did the queen find traces.

Murong Jing almost picked something again in his quiet anger!

A bunch of waste!

Sima Luo saw Murong Jing’s reaction...
Chapter completed!