After listening to her words, Yi Jian moved closer to her ear, and his speed became faster and faster, without any intention of letting her go.
Zhong Qing's face was very red, and she was so anxious that the tip of her nose was sweating. She also had a temper, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry: "Young Marshal, hurry up!"
"More quickly? Can you bear it?" Yi Jian replied in a low voice with a charming voice.
As soon as he said this, Zhong Qing's face seemed to be on fire, and the red color was very cute. Yi Jian was so moved that she couldn't help lowering her head and took two bites in succession, but her speed did not slow down at all.
She understood what he meant.
She said it would end quickly, but he clearly understood what she meant, so he just wanted to speed up and tease her.
Zhong Qing just felt so ashamed that she couldn't even make a sound. She watched the power screen freeze one by one. The people in front of her were watching attentively. Everyone was waiting for the finale with rapt attention.
She then whispered: "That's not what I meant...it's you, hurry up, finish it quickly!"
Yi Jian smiled dullly, still torturing her.
The heroine of Lanqiao, whose soul was broken, committed suicide in the end.
Zhong Qing certainly didn't know why she died. He just saw her standing on the bridge where they first met and died without hesitation.
The atmosphere among everyone present suddenly became heavy.
Only Yi Jian and Zhong Qing in the back were lingering endlessly in this semi-heavy atmosphere.
Zhongqing's wrist was firmly grasping the seat in front of her. She suppressed herself and refused to let her voice show even a little bit.
Movies have begun to feel lonely.
Many people came back to their senses, talking about those things with sadness, emotion, or resentment.
Zhong Qing was so anxious that she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched Yi Jian's thigh. She struggled and tried to jump off him and sit on the seat next to him.
Yi Jian took advantage of her actions and gave her a hard slap, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped teasing her like this.
When she felt his end, her whole body trembled, and she couldn't move, even her legs were weak.
The people in front had already stood up and everyone started to disperse.
Zhong Qing always felt that many people knew what they had done, so she quickly turned her head and threw herself into Yi Jian's arms, not daring to say a word or look at anything.