Chapter 62: No answer is given.

I've finally got rid of this trouble.
Watching Wu Jiming's indignant figure disappear at the door, Dong Ling secretly sighed with relief, and felt that the good show just now was really exciting.
"If he goes on like this again, I really can't deal with him."
Dong Ling shook his head helplessly, faintly remembering that all the way just now, His Royal Highness chattered, almost never stopped.
She has never been a person who likes nagging, and naturally likes ears to be quiet.
At the moment, Wu Jieming is looking at the pot while eating the bowl, and pretending to be innocent.
It can be seen that the depth of the city government is not a good master.
She really hates such people, so no matter what Wu Jiming does in the future, she will get bored.
Seeing that Wu Jitian, who was standing next to him, didn't respond for a long time, she couldn't help but glance at him.
After returning to my heart, I felt that my palms were hot for a while, and afterwards I realized that the two still held hands, and the apex of the heart was strangely strange.
Why did she suddenly feel that her heartbeat was so fast?
She didn't dare to break it openly, lest she embarrass the two parties, she had to pretend to be impassive and take out his hand from his palm.
Never thought that the other party would hold his hand tightly, even if she used Qiaojin secretly, she would not be able to pull it out from his palm smoothly.
"Why is your face so red? Is it sick?" Wu Jitian frowned slightly, staring worriedly at her little red face, still wondering if she should be called to shout.
Come over.
After all, Wu Jiming was annoyed all the way just now, and now it is estimated that his temper is normal.
When he reached out and wanted to measure her temperature, he suddenly realized that he had been rude, and released her hand like an electric shock, and looked away a bit awkwardly.
"Well, sorry, I didn't notice it just now ..."
He explained a little pale and weak, but he felt that the explanation was a bit concealed.
Although the two hands were not held up again, Dong Ling could still feel the residual temperature at her fingertips, as if burning her heart.
She vaguely remembers the days when she and Wu Jitian wandered outside at that time, without any care.
Who would want to enter this capital, everything will be returned to the original form, even if she insists on not wanting to marry Wu Jiming, who knows if he will be a demon there in the future.
If there is an emperor as a foil, she will probably leave this place as soon as possible.
However, if that's the case. Dong Feixue is expected to hate her teeth itchingly, anxious to break her to pieces.
The beautiful facial features became embarrassed by the distortion. Just thinking about the expression on her face, Dong Ling suddenly felt a lot better.
"Dong Ling, do you know? Wang already liked you long ago."
She immediately coughed, turned her back naturally, pretending to enjoy flowers and views, and patted her hot cheeks with both hands, scolding herself about this trivial matter.
such.
In love, she has always been reluctant to touch more. I'm afraid of encountering this situation now.
"actually, I……"
Seeing that she still didn't respond, Wu Jitian nervously licked his lip and thought about his words, but didn't know how to speak.
Since he can take this opportunity to confess, naturally he will tell Dong Ling what he wants to say.
But Dong Ling didn't continue to haunt them like this embarrassing atmosphere, and simply shifted the topic.
"Thank you, Lord Wang for the things just now, otherwise I really do n’t know what to do with him. Lord Wang has also seen people who are disgusting like Wu Jitian, even if he doesn't harm me in the future
Will harm others. It's better to stay away from him as much as possible. "
The Dong family tried their best to take care of their relatives, but she didn't think it was necessary.
Perhaps this is the difference between people. They will do whatever it takes for their own benefit, and it would be worth selling their daughter instead.
Dong Ling interrupted him and thanked him incoherently.
The thought that they just sang and made a good harmony just now. Dong Ling lowered his eyes and suddenly thought.
Wu Jitian, what kind of person is he?
She kept asking herself over and over again, wanting a sincere answer.
But the cluttered thoughts made her unable to think at all, let alone Wu Jitian had to intercede with her at this time.
"Did you just talk to him for perfunctory or sincere?"
Wu Jitian struggled for a long time, still gathered courage, took her hand again, showing his heart.
He can feel that Dong Ling's heart should have his place. But as to whether it is important, he doesn't know yet.
Sometimes all they need is an opportunity.
If he can grasp this, it will be his best expectation.
Of course, the beautiful fantasy may just be the joy of staying on paper and talking about soldiers.
In the face of his burning eyes, she just felt blank.
How should she respond to his thoughts?
Dong Ling had never felt so nervous, as if her heart was pounding, trying to jump to her throat, making her a little breathless.
"What I said to him just now is true. Lord Wang should be clearer than me."
Wu Jitian secretly clenched her hands to hide her nervousness.
He had never touched anyone before, until Dong Ling broke into his world, her words and deeds, and a smile, completely disturbed his heart.
Dong Ling did not immediately respond to his words. She could feel Wu Jitian's difference to herself, but could not gather courage, and accepted his goodness for granted.
"Master, I ..."
She glanced at him intricately, not knowing how to reject his affectionate confession.
She was afraid to break through the paper, and they would fall into an inexplicable embarrassment.
She had also feared that she would be stunned for a moment, just like Wu Jitian, who was standing in front of her, talking those sweet talk nonsense.
"What do you mean by not answering, is it possible that those words are deceiving?"
Wu Jitian took a deep look at her, and seemed to be keen to capture the dilemma in her eyes. She let go of her hands in a loss and understood something.
He was so entangled in her just now that he had the intimidation and temptation. After all, he just wanted to get an answer.
I did not expect to have such an ending.
Sure enough, it was his self-confidence.
There was a contemptuous grin at the corner of his mouth, and he walked away with a slight pace.
"Prince!"
Dong Ling stood still, watching such a lonely figure disappear in front of her eyes.