"Why are you crying?" He was a little uncomfortable!
What he fears most in his life is women's tears, even though he hates women!
"You have to take care of it!" Murong Ge didn't want to cry at first, but when he said this, Murong Ge cried even more vigorously, and tears fell down!
The louder she cried, the angrier Qi Shujian felt, but he didn't dare to hurt her for fear that she would cry harder.
"Don't cry, okay? Don't cry, don't cry!" Qi Shujian was at a loss, and his tone was a little irritable and helpless.
Murong Ge also heard his helplessness, barely stopped crying, and sobbed: "Then let me go."
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll let you go, but don't try to play any tricks and try to escape!" With her little three-legged cat skills, she couldn't escape from his sight.
"Yeah!" Murong Ge sniffed. She was a smart person and would not run away. With his sword energy last night, she understood that there was a huge gap between her martial arts and his. There was no way to compare them!
After being untied, Murong Ge rubbed his wrists and stretched. The dizziness he felt earlier was much better.
Looking at the food on the table, she licked her mouth greedily, but did not dare to step forward.
Qi Shujian looked at her pitiful appearance, her long eyelashes were still covered with crystal clear tears, her nose was red, and her two watery eyes looked even more soft and charming.
I don't know why, but something deep in my heart seemed to be touched. It felt very subtle, but I couldn't tell what it felt like.
"Eat when you're hungry." He turned around and walked out of the room, called the waiter, and ordered another dinner.
Murong Ge was no longer polite to him. After hearing what he said, he immediately rushed to the table, sat down, grabbed a chicken leg and bit it hard. The look of him gobbling it up made Qi Shujian a little surprised.