His eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, and he could only caress her back silently, one after another, using all his tenderness and care to apologize silently to her...
He didn't mean it.
It’s just that... I’m so angry!
She was held in his arms and did not dare to move, nor did she dare to look at her. In her life, she had never been afraid of anything, except... she was afraid of death...
She gradually stopped crying. She didn't know whether she really suppressed her fear or forced herself to suppress her fear. She slowly stood up from his arms and slowly stepped away.
Step, didn't look at him, just lowered his head.
Yi Jian stared at Zhongqing in trance for a while, her eyes a little helpless.
Deep down in his heart, he was quietly blaming himself... He knew that death was what she feared the most, so why, when he was angry, did he still threaten her with the imminent death?
Yi Jian's brows frowned slightly, and her eyes were almost filled with a color called pain.
Zhongqing stayed there for a long time before she came to her senses and realized that she was safe now, but she didn't know where the courage came from. She didn't want to stand in front of the young commander every second!
This man, he is so scary!
He is a man like a devil, with a calm expression, but he can put her to death at any time!
Her lips trembled, and she didn't dare to look at the man who was obviously soft, but could burst out with such powerful murderous intent!
Now, she had returned to her usual love, and her breathing began to slow down. She remembered that she had been so panicked and embarrassed just now, and her expression became slightly embarrassed.
He raised his head slightly, took a cursory glance at the young marshal, then bowed his head politely, and whispered to Yi Jian: "Young marshal... It's getting late, Zhongqing is leaving!
"
Yi Jian looked at her and said nothing.
Instead, he took two steps in her direction, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch her skin. Who knew, but she subconsciously turned her head away and moved away.
Her actions are obvious.
His hand stopped in the void.
A layer of indifference appeared on his flawless handsome face.
In the end, he still lowered his hand slowly. -----------------
