Chapter 984: Life and death depend on each other [Ending 15]
Zhong Qing's heart also relaxed. She patted Xu Ang's shoulder gently and said in a tone close to spoken language: "I won't leave... I will stay with him. If he really dies...
...I will die with him...Don't worry..."
Xu Ang's body stiffened.
He clenched his hands into fists.
"Don't tell him... Don't worry... No matter what, I will be with him..."
The loving lips open and close.
The tone was like breath, flowing into Xu Ang's ears.
Xu Ang lowered his head after a long time, and his whole body calmed down.
But Yi Jian, who was standing far away, stood there quietly, looking at Zhong Qing's lips, saying something to Xu Ang, but it was a little far away, so he couldn't hear it...and couldn't tell.
Qing...but there was a bad premonition spreading deep in his heart.
When the young marshal, Zhong Qing, Xu Ang, and Zhong Xin arrived at the banquet in the military area, the banquet had already begun.
Because Zhong Qing was pregnant, she couldn't drink or dance, so Zhong Xin sat aside with Zhong Qing.
Zhong Qing didn't pay much attention to it, but who knew, she saw He Anyuan without any bias. She was standing with the young marshal. She didn't know what they said, but the two danced gracefully.
Zhongqing looked a little dazzling, and for a moment, I felt a little sad.
Besides, He Anyuan is very good at laughing. When she laughs, she giggles, as clear and loud as a silver bell, which attracts people to look sideways.
They all thought that the young commander had really found a new love.
Now, with the young marshal and his wife, he dares to do this in front of so many people. I am afraid that the young marshal and his wife will also agree.
Zhong Xin's complexion certainly didn't look good. Seeing such a scene, she subconsciously called Zhong Qing, but Zhong Qing suddenly lowered her head slightly. She didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.
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"This song is over, I'm going to see her." He Anyuan's eyes were still soft when she looked at Yi Jian.
Yi Jian turned her head and saw Zhong Qing sitting there with her head lowered, wondering what she was thinking but saying nothing.
He Anyuan curled her lips, and when the song settled, she slowly pushed Yi Jian away, turned around, and walked closer to Zhong Qing with her charming steps.