A Time-Traveler’s Tangled Love Affairs

However, the man in the flower-patterned robe had no confidence, no courage to hear Mu Xiaoxiao's response. He just concealed his painful expression, smiling and playing dumb, asking: "Who are you worried about?"

Lan Xiachen was startled, seeing the man in the flower-patterned robe stammering: "No... no one... suddenly appearing, how scary!" Because she was hanging her head, the last sentence was almost inaudible. However, Mu Xiaoxiao was very close to her and heard everything clearly. How strange, wasn't Lan Xiachen arrogant in front of the Moon Beauty? Why did she become so demure in front of the man in the flower-patterned robe? Does lowering her head mean shyness? Does speaking softly mean embarrassment? Does being shy in front of a man mean she likes him? Oh, my goodness...

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't quite describe her feelings towards the man in the flower-patterned robe. Right now, her thought was that he bullied Xiaotiantian, so she won't talk to him, but she also doesn't want anyone else to like him! Go, hurry and go, don't let them interact more! Mu Xiaoxiao clenched her fist and nodded resolutely. This action looked even more heartbreaking to the man in the flower-patterned robe.

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to leave me like this?" The man in the flower-patterned robe approached her, his eyes black as ink, sadly locking onto Mu Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, what am I in your eyes? Do you treat me as an enemy to be avoided?"

"No, I don't treat you as an enemy, but... but... you hurt Xiaotiantian... You know, you both are people I really like, both very important to me, but you started the trouble, seizing his throne when he wasn't around. I don't like this. Moreover, how could you let someone shoot him with an arrow? Isn't there a saying about winning without honor..."

The man in the flower-patterned robe stepped back, leaning against the edge of the rattan chair, arms crossed, with a weak and cruel smile.

Long Yutian shot dead?

The man in the flower-patterned robe stepped back, leaning against the edge of the rattan chair, arms crossed, with a weak and cruel smile. He said: “Xiaoxiao, if I say this was Long Yutian’s own trap, would you believe me?” Winning without honor? Where did he win? He almost fled in complete defeat!

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