"Baby, lift your head, let see." Bo Yimo’s gentle voice sounded, carrying a deep coaxing tone.
No, no, no, she didn’t want to lift her head, it was too embarrassing.
Tong Yan felt like crying but had no tears.
Emperor Bo, just let her fend for herself.
She just wanted to be left alone.
Don’t ask who ’alone’ is!
Bo Yimo sensed sothing was wrong, raised her chin worriedly, and two streams of nosebleed appeared vividly before him.
Seeing her resentful gaze, even the always calm and composed Emperor Bo was montarily stunned. He collected himself and chuckled slightly, "How did this happen?"
His hands didn’t stop moving, gently wiping away her nosebleed, handling it with care, showing no disdain, but rather a touch of cautiousness.
Tong Yan said confidently, "I bumped it."
Yes, that’s right, she bumped it.
It was absolutely not because of any x-rated thoughts causing a nosebleed! Definitely not!
"Tilt your head back." Bo Yimo said with a half-smile, "Are you sure it was a bump?"
He rembered not using much force at all earlier.
Tong Yan nodded without any guilt, "Yes, I’m sure."
With her head tilted back looking at the sky, her nose stuffed with two small cotton balls, sohow she felt a bit silly now.
Tong Yan felt exhausted, thinking she might have lost all face tonight.
After all, it wasn’t a serious bump, handled well, the nosebleed stopped soon.
Bo Yimo curled up his lips, with a hint of anticipation in his tone, extrely pleased, "Since that’s the case, I’ll take responsibility."
How would you take responsibility?
Tong Yan was just about to ask when she felt a shadow before her eyes. Bo Yimo moved in close, gently placing a kiss on her nose, "I’ll offer myself, how about that?"
His voice was so close, right at her ear, gentle and nearly cautious.
Yes, cautious.
Such a proud and privileged son of heaven, yet he was cautious when facing her.
She didn’t understand, really didn’t understand.
How long had they known each other, why did he like her so much? She knew from the start, he was always helping her.
But why help her? She had nothing.
Could it be love at first sight?
Did she possess such charm?
In her past life, she was a top movie star, a glamorous film queen, beloved by countless fans, yet she couldn’t hold a man’s heart. Now she had nothing, what made Bo Yimo like her?
Was this a love ga for him? How long could his love last, she didn’t know.
So she kept hesitating, every ti she wanted to muster courage, she withdrew again, back and forth, round and round so many tis, she began to hate herself.
But for his cautious approach, could she be brave just once? Even just to try would be good.
At that mont, the moonlight was just right, perfect for talking about love.
Tong Yan nodded, "Okay, you’re mine then."
Just like that, naturally, logically, she said it.
And so they were together.
With just those simple words, his dream ca true. Bo Yimo could hardly believe it, eyes full of eagerness, he asked, "What did you just say?"
It was the first ti seeing him lose composure. Sohow, Tong Yan’s previously wavering heart settled down, imitating Bo Yimo, she raised an eyebrow, "Guess."
After finishing her act, Tong Yan raised her head and started to walk forward, feeling pleased with herself, thinking she’d recovered a bit of face.
Unexpectedly, after just a few steps, she was pulled back.
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