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Chapter 866: The past of the young marshal and Zhongqing [7]

"Xiaoqing, do you remember that I once rubbed your feet like this?"

Yi Jian's voice was extraordinarily mellow and melodious. Zhong Qing was originally led by him to sink into love... lust. When she suddenly heard such words, her head felt numb for a while.

When he came out, he didn't say anything. He just stared at Yi Jian with a pair of eyes. After a long time, she shook her head and thought blankly for a long, long time... In the end, she still

Shaked his head.

Don't remember.

She only remembered that he had polished her shoes, and once...well...he wore her shoes in front of so many people at the place where she bought shoes...

Yi Jian looked at Zhongqing and shook his head, tilted his head, looked at her for a while, then stood up in front of her and sat on the table. The two of them sat side by side, so they could see through the large window in front of her.

Go outside to the natural scenery.

Like a paradise.

It makes people feel much better for no reason.

Zhong Qing squinted her eyes, then slowly leaned her head on Yi Jian's shoulder, smelling the faint mint fragrance of the man, and looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her, her eyes were soft and satisfied.

The happiest thing in this world is probably nothing more than this.

Be with your beloved, day and night, never leaving, lingering until death.

As if she was infected, Yi Jian stretched out his hand, hugged her shoulders, looked out the window, and slowly said again: "Don't you remember?"

Zhong Qing said nothing, fearing that he would be unhappy, so she continued to hide in his arms.

"You were still young at that time...it's hard for you not to remember..."

Yi Jian suddenly talked about some past events hidden deep in his heart, but there were various emotions in his heart, rolling endlessly. For so many years, he never thought that one day, he would tell these past events to someone.

"That was one winter...seven or eight years ago...you were only a nine-year-old child at that time."

Yi Jian continued to remind. He tilted his head, looked into her eyes, and continued to remind.

Zhong Qing still had a blank look and shook her head: "Is it about that time when I was nine years old?"

--- I was busy with boats and cars yesterday, so I haven't stopped updating yet. I picked up people at three o'clock in the evening. I got up late. I apologize for my understanding and will start updating~


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