His Royal Highness The Best Love

[69 Book Bar-www.] Yi Yuye's figure seemed to pause for a moment, and then started walking again.

Sun Rumeng clenched her fists to prevent herself from crying.

Sun Rumeng ran over and stood in front of him, stretching out her arms to stop him.

"Get out of the way!" Yi Yuye's expression seemed a little bad.

Sun Rumeng's heart trembled, and then she looked at him boldly.

"Ye, I just like you, is that wrong? Do you know how tired I am of always looking for you? You are always afraid that others will know where you live, so you always change places, but the only people who know where you live are

It’s just me, do you just not trust me? Or have you never believed in me? Do you know that I am always chasing you, and what about you? Keep hiding, keep running, keep turning a blind eye, you know I will be sad

? In the eyes of others, I am a unruly and willful young lady, a child spoiled by my father, but what do I look like in front of you? I have always been humble and submissive, for fear that you will be unhappy, you will be unhappy,

I will be sad, you are happy, I am happier than you. But you never care about my unhappiness, my sadness, and you never know my sadness. You always look at me with disgust, but what do you hate?

What do I do? Every time you look at me with that mocking look, my heart hurts. I would rather you not talk to me than look at me with that look." Sun Rumeng looked at Yi Yuye and said

Feeling my own heartache and grievances.

Yi Yuye looked at her complicatedly, and he was shocked by the sadness in her eyes.

He always thought that she liked him because of his pretty face. Unexpectedly...

He suddenly felt a little sorry for her. He had never looked at her directly.

It's just that his heart can no longer accommodate other people.

Sun Rumeng smiled reluctantly, her eyes filled with tears, but she was too stubborn to let them fall.

"Because you only have Luo Xia in your eyes. You only care about whether she is happy or not. That is the person you like, Yi Yuye, so I have been watching you secretly. I also hoped that you would be happy.

In the past, you were gentle and reasonable to others, and treated them with a smile..."

Sun Rumeng paused when he said this, seeming to be immersed in memories.

"...But, you have changed since Luo Xia left." Sun Rumeng's voice became sharp, and she said with some hatred: "You are like a hedgehog, guarding against everyone. I just want you not to

Immerse yourself in Luo Xia's world again. You only know Luo Xia. You never know how to look back. If you look back, you will find that I am always behind you. That Luo Xia, the girl you care about in your heart, she is gone

She has gone abroad. She gave up on you for the sake of her future. What else is there for you to cherish about such a woman?"

Sun Rumeng finally couldn't help but shed tears. She was just sad when he looked down upon her, but seeing him like this made her heart hurt. She felt unfair for him!

"Shut up! I don't allow you to talk about her like that." Yi Yuye shouted loudly, and the air around him seemed to be a bit colder.

Sun Rumeng wiped away her tears. She didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of him. She was a proud princess, even though she had never been in front of him.

"Why don't you let me say it? Is it because you like her, and I like you? You don't let me say it, but I want to say, what's so good about Luo Xia? What is it about her that deserves you to like her so much? It's her

Do you feel pity for Chuchu? Or is she an orphan, so you think you should take care of her? She is just a realistic woman. If she really likes you, will she leave you for her own future? In the final analysis,

She is just a selfish woman."

"I told you to shut up!" Yi Yuye's face was livid, and he stretched out his slender fingers to pinch Sun Rumeng's chin.

Sun Rumeng glanced at him, smiled desperately, closed her eyes, and looked like she was letting him do whatever he wanted.

But he still couldn't help but shed two lines of tears from the corner of his eyes, all for the man in front of him.