Chapter 710: The Young Marshal Who Must Revenge 【9】
There was a touch of warmth on Yi Jian's face, and she felt her stretch out her little hand to hold his. The big and small hands were clasped together, and there was warmth flowing slowly in each other's hands.
He flashed his eyes and said softly: "I can do what other men can do."
The noise at the ladies' banquet seemed to be far away from the world in an instant.
Yi Jian and Zhong Qing.
The two people just stood in the crowd.
Staring at each other.
Yi Jian had always been calm, but at this moment, she didn't feel any panic, except for the deep affection that kept flowing in her eyes.
Others looked at it with envy.
This kind of man is as calm and unrestrained as a god, and seems to be indifferent and insatiable. Why, at this moment, does he give people an indescribable strong feeling?
Zhong Qing looked at Yi Jian in a daze.
Her face was red, she didn't speak, and her heart was racing.
She felt that her and Yi Jian's palms were filled with a light layer of sweat.
The Paramount, with its bright lights, singing and dancing, was luxurious and charming, but it couldn't compare to the quiet and unsuspecting starlight in his eyes.
"At least... I don't want you to be wronged in the slightest... At least... I want others to know that you were right to marry me."
At least, my poor health will not be the reason for me to ignore your love.
It’s not that I can’t do it, it’s that I don’t want to do it.
But he was willing to do anything for her.
Zhongqing tried her best to open her eyes wide, but she felt that she couldn't see clearly. She felt that her eyes were very hot, and she subconsciously wanted to cover herself up. She leaned against him in panic, unable to stand at all, and she whispered softly
He said: "Why are you indulging me like this? You are making fun of your own life, you are really a madman."
"I'm crazy just because of you."
His light voice, with unabashed affection, reached her ears.
I fell in love for a moment, and I could only lean against him blankly, without saying a word.
She was slender, and she was hugging his arm tightly at this moment, pressing against it, feeling the warm touch. She didn't drink, but she was a little drunk.
It must be true that wine does not intoxicate people, people become intoxicated themselves.
Yi Jian did not move away or move, just letting her stay close to him, the two of them standing in the crowd.
