Yi Jian didn't say a word. When Qin Ye's figure disappeared, he turned his head lightly and looked at Zhong Qing. His eyes returned to their usual indifference.
Zhong Qing happened to catch Yi Jian's eyes.
For a moment, she seemed to think that Yi Jian was angry, but the next second, she could not see anything from his eyes. He just stretched out his hand and gently brought her to his side, slowly
She turned her back to him.
He stretched out his fingers and gently picked up a strand of her long hair. He held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he stretched out his hand and gently smoothed her hair bit by bit.
smooth.
He lowered his head and kissed her gently and slowly under her long hair.
Three Thousand Black Hairs is his favorite.
Belongs to her.
Of course he would not pull out her long hair.
His movements and expressions were so meaningful that everyone present held their breath.
Zhong Qing lowered her head slightly and enjoyed his kiss for a full minute.
However, at that moment, she had a vague illusion that she had enjoyed... an illusion as long as the end of the world.
Yi Jian gently left her hair, tidied her long hair, then carefully picked up her long hair, pulled it up for her, and took away the hairpin from her fingertips.
Slowly inserted into her hair.
Zhong Qing's heart felt as soft as water for a moment, and she felt warm in her heart. Not long ago, the annoyance caused by him chatting with Yang Ting also disappeared.
Yi Jian stretched out his hand, turned around, held her hand lazily, and walked back towards the sofa regardless of the shocked eyes of everyone present.
Qin Ye happened to go downstairs and meet them.
His face is still dark.
After all, Zhong Qing was still embarrassed, so she smiled softly at Qin Ye and said apologetically: "Qin Ye, Marshal, he didn't mean it. I apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you won't be angry!"
Qin Ye originally just felt embarrassed, but now when he saw Zhong Qing apologizing to himself so seriously and attentively, his face turned red, and he quickly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not angry!"
"It's good if you're not angry!" Zhong Qing smiled, as if remembering something, she took the button from Yi Jian's hand, tilting her head for a while and thinking about how she was going to compensate Qin Ye.