"Don't cry, okay? I really can't let you go back now, don't cry, okay? I'll give you wedding candy, okay?" Mu Yang took out two wedding candy from his arms, sat down beside her, and was disturbed by her crying.

"Woo... I don't want wedding candy... I just need to repair... Woo... Woo..." Seeing the two wedding candy in his palm, Xiahou Xiyue cried even louder. He treated her as a little girl to coax her. She had already passed the period when she would not cry after giving candy.

"Auntie, how do you do not cry? Apart from Duanmu Xiu, as long as you don't cry, you can do anything you can do." Mu Yang was about to be defeated by her tear attack. In this life, except for fear of the master, what he feared the most was the tears of women. And strangely, the tears of this little woman actually made him feel heartbroken. He didn't want to see her cry, he didn't want to see her tears. He was crazy, he must be crazy.

"I don't want anything, I just want Duanmu Xiu... Woo... cough..." Xiahou Xiyue's tears flowed even harder, and she was so angry that she was a little out of breath. Someone who saw her was starting to worry.

"Don't mention Duanmu Xiu anymore." Mu Yang was a little angry when he heard her three words of Duanmu Xiu's name.

"Woo..." He seemed angry. He didn't like her to lift Duanmu Xiu. Xiahou Xiyue blinked her eyes, thoughts moved, and she choked with grievance and said, "If you don't mention it, don't mention it, but your rope hurts me. If you loosen it, I won't cry."

"No, if I loosen your ties, wouldn't you take the opportunity to escape?" Mu Yang immediately shook his head and said.

"Woo... But his wrists really hurt... You bully people... are you a big man... Are you afraid that you can't look down on me and a little woman... It hurts so much..." Xiahou Xiyue's expression on her face became even more aggrieved.

The rouge on her face was fainted by her tears, which looked a little scary, but the pair of watery eyes baptized by tears were even brighter and more charming, pitiful as if they could speak, seductive, and a little hoarse crying voice with a hint of irresistible coquettish act.

"As long as you don't cry, I'll let you go." Mu Yang said impulsively with a little fever.

"I won't cry, please loosen my ties quickly." Xiahou Xiyue's tears were stopped and she immediately delivered her hands tied with the immortal rope to him.

"Your tears are so magical, so you can easily hold them." Looking at the tears on her face that stopped and stopped, Mu Yang suddenly felt his eyes wide open. He stretched out his fingers, recited a few spells, and tied them to her and immediately disappeared.

Did he really help her loose? Unexpectedly, her tears had this effect. She thought it was only useful for Duanmu Xiu. Xiahou Xiyue couldn't help but reach out and rub her wrists, thinking in her heart how to escape when he was not paying attention. Duanmu Xiu must be looking for her anxiously now. He knew that she would be very anxious if she disappeared.

"Look at your crying that your makeup has been worn out, like a flower-faced cat, I'll wipe it for you." Mu Yang took out a handkerchief, held up her chin with one hand, and gently wiped her face with the rouge melted by tears. As he wiped, inexplicable feelings were slowly settled in his black eyes. "Don't cry, okay? I really can't let you go back now, don't cry, okay? I'll give you wedding candy?" Mu Yang took out two wedding candy from his arms, sat down beside her, and was disturbed by her crying torment.

"Woo... I don't want wedding candy... I just need to repair... Woo... Woo..." Seeing the two wedding candy in his palm, Xiahou Xiyue cried even louder. He treated her as a little girl to coax her. She had already passed the period when she would not cry after giving candy.

"Auntie, how do you do not cry? Apart from Duanmu Xiu, as long as you don't cry, you can do anything you can do." Mu Yang was about to be defeated by her tear attack. In this life, except for fear of the master, what he feared the most was the tears of women. And strangely, the tears of this little woman actually made him feel heartbroken. He didn't want to see her cry, he didn't want to see her tears. He was crazy, he must be crazy.

"I don't want anything, I just want Duanmu Xiu... Woo... cough..." Xiahou Xiyue's tears flowed even harder, and she was so angry that she was a little out of breath. Someone who saw her was starting to worry.

"Don't mention Duanmu Xiu anymore." Mu Yang was a little angry when he heard her three words of Duanmu Xiu's name.

"Woo..." He seemed angry. He didn't like her to lift Duanmu Xiu. Xiahou Xiyue blinked her eyes, thoughts moved, and she choked with grievance and said, "If you don't mention it, don't mention it, but your rope hurts me. If you loosen it, I won't cry."

"No, if I loosen your ties, wouldn't you take the opportunity to escape?" Mu Yang immediately shook his head and said.

"Woo... But his wrists really hurt... You bully people... are you a big man... Are you afraid that you can't look down on me and a little woman... It hurts so much..." Xiahou Xiyue's expression on her face became even more aggrieved.

The rouge on her face was fainted by her tears, which looked a little scary, but the pair of watery eyes baptized by tears were even brighter and more charming, pitiful as if they could speak, seductive, and a little hoarse crying voice with a hint of irresistible coquettish act.

"As long as you don't cry, I'll let you go." Mu Yang said impulsively with a little fever.

"I won't cry, please loosen my ties quickly." Xiahou Xiyue's tears were stopped and she immediately delivered her hands tied with the immortal rope to him.

"Your tears are so magical, so you can easily hold them." Looking at the tears on her face that stopped and stopped, Mu Yang suddenly felt his eyes wide open. He stretched out his fingers, recited a few spells, and tied them to her and immediately disappeared.

Did he really help her loose? Unexpectedly, her tears had this effect. She thought it was only useful for Duanmu Xiu. Xiahou Xiyue couldn't help but reach out and rub her wrists, thinking in her heart how to escape when he was not paying attention. Duanmu Xiu must be looking for her anxiously now. He knew that she would be very anxious if she disappeared.

"Looking at your crying, your makeup on your face is melted, like a flower-faced cat, I'll wipe it for you." Mu Yang took out a handkerchief, held up her chin with one hand, and gently wiped the rouge on her face that was melted by tears. As he wiped it, inexplicable feelings slowly settled in his black eyes.
Chapter completed!