In the silent night, it seems as if endless thick ink is heavily smeared on the sky, highlighting the stars...
A full moon hung slanting, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the dark sky.
"Brother Xuyu? Is the moon in London so beautiful? I miss you, brother Xuyu. Qingqing tells you that Qingqing is living a good life here and has found the person she likes. (I need to make a mistake...
) Brother Xuyu, remember that you must live well... No matter how far away, Qingqing will miss you..."
Ye Ziqing spoke softly to the bright moon in the sky, as if she was talking to her brother Xuyu. Maybe because she was so absorbed in thinking, she didn't even know that someone was approaching her.
A faint scent of sandalwood came, and when Ye Ziqing realized it, she had fallen into a wide and warm embrace.
Ye Ziqing secretly blamed herself for not being careful enough. If it were her before, if she had made such a negligence while performing the task, she would have lost her mind long ago.
While blaming myself, I raised my head.
What caught my eyes was the face that I had not seen for many days, allowing me to see through the autumn water.
"My lord...why are you here?"
Qin Haotian was very satisfied with Ye Ziqing's expression of surprise: "Didn't Qingqing ask me to come?"
After lighting Ye Ziqing's tall and pretty nose, Qin Haotian used the word "I" to identify himself in front of others for the first time, which shows how excited he is now.
Ye Ziqing looked at the man in front of her who had a tired face but eyes full of joy.
I feel a little distressed, why can he become so haggard after just ten days apart? Is it because of him?
I was about to reach out my hand and touch this handsome face that I thought about day and night.
His mouth was suddenly blocked.
Qin Haotian looked at Ye Ziqing, who had eyes wide open and could not react, and said with a commanding tone.
"Qingqing, be good, close your eyes..."
For Ye Ziqing at this moment, Qin Haotian's voice was gentle and magnetic, intoxicating her like a magic sound. She did not think anything and closed her eyes obediently.
Feeling Qin Haotian's gentle and intensive kiss, Ye Ziqing felt like an extremely rare treasure being held in Qin Haotian's arms and being loved fiercely.
There was a sweet feeling in my heart that could not be described in words.
For a long time, Qin Haotian stopped when he felt Ye Ziqing's soft and cotton body leaning against his arms.
Looking down at Ye Ziqing's visibly red and slightly swollen lips, and the saliva he had just left on her bright red cherry mouth, Qin Haotian murmured in a low voice with some emotion.
"Qingqing, you are mine. From now on, you can only think of me and nothing else."
Qin Haotian declared domineeringly, pointing at Ye Ziqing's chest.
Ye Ziqing, who was almost melted by Qin Haotian's blazing eyes, buried her head in Qin Haotian's arms a little at a loss and replied lightly.
"Um!"
She pressed her chin against Ye Ziqing's naturally floral-scented hair and rubbed it gently.
"My dear Qingqing, what does that pot of jasmine mean this morning?"
In fact, he had known for a long time that when he received the jasmine sent by Shuang'er and Xue'er, he was overjoyed. If he hadn't had to deal with the assassin's matter, he would have longed to see this. This made him sleepless at night.