Yi Jian stood there, silent for a moment, looking at her back and eyes, lost in thought...
It seems like I'm used to it, it's always like this, looking at her back.
It seemed like he wouldn't get tired of watching it for all eternity.
"Young Marshal, it's time to rest." Xu Ang couldn't help but speak, waking up the dazed Young Marshal.
Miss Zhong, you have walked a long way, what is wrong with the young commander, he is still looking at you so intently.
Nothing like that calm and calm young commander at all!
Yi Jian tilted her head slightly, glanced at Xu Ang, frowned slightly, and then lowered her eyebrows and eyelashes, covering the glistening water under her eyes, giving people a non-aggressive softness.
Such a young commander always gives people a wrong impression.
It's like... ...feeling sad about love.
He didn't move, said nothing, and with the scenery of his hometown, he looked like a quiet painting.
After a long time, he turned around and walked towards the house, walking slowly and looking like he was deep in thought.
Xu Ang understood Yi Jian too well, so he followed him.
Follow Yi Jian upstairs.
Yi Jian stood on the balcony and did not move. After a long time, he raised his fingers and rubbed them slightly. After a while, his thin lips moved slightly: "Arrange someone for her."
She, of course, refers to love.
"Don't let her find out."
Yi Jian added.
Express your thoughts clearly and vividly.
Xu Ang nodded, turned around carefully, walked out, and closed the door. The room was quiet.
