Chapter 725: The Young Marshal Who Will Repay You 【24】
"No..." Yi Jian shook his head and looked into her eyes, never leaving her.
"Really?" Zhong Qing tilted her head, looked at Yi Jian, then smiled, and said softly: "I don't even dare to look in the mirror anymore..." As she said this, she blinked aggrievedly.
Blinking, he continued to say softly: "I know, you must be fooling me and making me happy."
"No..." Yi Jian still spoke in the same tone and manner as before, staring into her eyes without blinking, with a touch of warmth in her eyes, Zhong Qing looked a little obsessed, and the next second
, but he stretched out his hand, circled her, took her into his arms, and then whispered: "You will always be the most beautiful in my heart."
Yi Jian could always inadvertently say the tenderest love words slowly and slowly. Zhong Qing's heart felt warm and close to his chest, but she didn't feel that her face hurt. But for some reason,
But she felt a wave of boredom deep down in her heart.
He was sure that he thought he went to the banquet because he really liked that lady. She thought she was really angry because she was bullied by Wei Feng. He was even injured because he was afraid of being laughed at by so many people.
, sent people to clear the venue, and the annual ladies’ party was abandoned halfway by her.
He still feels so sorry for himself, maybe he always thought that he should be good to her, and never thought that she had any ulterior motives.
The more I think about it, the more I feel depressed.
Several times, when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out and eventually swallowed them.
After dinner, the two of them were in the bedroom. As usual, the beauty of the room was already slowly unfolding. But tonight, she was sitting on the sofa, her eyes were blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
He just wants to speak but stops talking...
The night is already very deep.
Yi Jian took her hand, got on the bed, lay down, and hugged her habitually. His fingers slowly rubbed her skin, and there was a hot temperature, igniting each other's bodies.
Zhong Qing was preoccupied tonight and was out of state. The young commander pestered her like this for a long time, but before she could arouse her interest, Yi Jian couldn't help but pinch her chin, looked into her eyes, and said seriously
ask.
Zhongqing looked into his eyes and opened her mouth: "Young Marshal...I..."
