"Young Marshal, I am really happy. You are here to celebrate my birthday, carry me on your back in public, and even... you put so many photos of me in the book... I think
, every girl will sink into it, everything is so beautiful that people can't escape... It even makes me attached to you, Young Marshal... I admit that the me now is not real.
I like you, but I...are willing to let me like you..."
"It may take a long time, but, Marshal...are you willing to wait for me?"
Zhong Qing didn't even know what she said, she just heard her own voice, so nice, so gentle and gentle, like a soothing wind blowing through the heart of a person.
Deep down in her heart, she was secretly praising herself. She was so capable that she could actually say so many things to the young commander!
Yi Jian's eyes became hotter little by little.
He looked into her eyes and couldn't tell whether what she said at this time was true or false.
If she was really acting and wanted to take advantage of him, then why did she say it so sincerely?
Yi Jian felt a little uncontrollable, and her soul seemed to be flying away with her.
He loves her very much, he really loves her, he loves her very deeply, he loves her very strongly, he loves her so much that he doesn't want his love to be stained with a layer of stain, he loves her so much... whatever she says or does, he will take it seriously.
, will all care.
Zhongqing closed her eyes tightly. When she opened them again, she saw that Yi Jian was distracted. She thought that she had succeeded!
Suddenly, he blushed and said the last sentence he had memorized: "If you want to ask me how I feel about you at this time? That is, I care about you."
When Yi Jian heard such familiar words, he immediately came to his senses. He had bought those confession books and happened to have read this passage in them.
He couldn't tell in his heart whether he should laugh or cry. Just now, he was about to sink so easily.
He looked at her, slowly raised his hand, and gently touched her hair. He had been silent for a long time, and finally spoke.
"Yeah?"
His voice was so pleasant that she never got tired of hearing it so many times.
Naturally, Zhong Qing nodded sharply, with a large amplitude, for fear that he wouldn't believe it, so she said word by word: "Yes, Young Marshal!"
