She knew that he loved her, loved her and pampered her, so no matter what she did, he would forgive her, but she could not forgive herself.
Since they met, Na Hanjue has done so much for her, but she has never done anything for him, and she always brings him a steady stream of worries and troubles.
She felt guilty, blamed herself, and was sad.
"Jue, you shouldn't like me..." Tears dripped down her jade-like cheeks, and she choked, "I brought you so much harm, so much trouble..."
"Don't cry! You idiot!" He couldn't see her crying or being sad. He put her in his arms and hugged her hard. He wanted to rub her into his body, his voice was hoarse, "You are so stupid.
He’s dead! I still don’t understand that if you hurt yourself, it’s me who will be hurt..."
"Jue..." She wanted to say sorry, but remembering Nahan Jue's fierce look, she swallowed those three words again, and just raised her head and pressed her lips lightly against his thin lips.
He responded immediately, gently traced her perfect lip line with his tongue, and gently sucked the sweet taste in her mouth. In the warm water, her body was infinitely soft and soft, giving him the most beautiful feeling.
He couldn't help but rub her soft curves up and down, murmuring her name with infinite nostalgia.
"Ahem..." A burst of fake coughing interrupted the quiet beauty. Nahan Jue killed him with an eye blade. Ying Ying, who was standing at the edge of the hot spring, took a few steps back in shock, "Young Master Jue...Yi...
clothing!"
He put his clothes on the shore and ran away.
"Let's go up." Qingge's face turned red with embarrassment, and she turned away from his eyes.
"Soak in it for a while longer, it feels so comfortable." His anger had dissipated in her gentleness. He smiled lazily, hugged her to his side, and sat down together by the hot spring pool, letting her rest her head on his shoulder.
He closed his eyes comfortably, and the elegant fragrance of her body came faintly from his breath. He sniffed greedily, tilted his head and kissed her hair softly, "Ge'er, I promise, no matter what you do to me in the future, I will
They will completely trust you and will not doubt you!"
Because her soul is pure white, because she is so pure and kind and loves him so much!
"Me too!" She murmured softly, crossing one arm across her chest to hug his body, and pressed her cheek more intimately against his shoulder.
So does she!
Because he has a fiery red heart, a heart that only loves her and loves her. There will never be anyone in the world who loves her more than him.
It wasn't until she was exhausted from soaking that Na Hanjue stretched out lazily and said, "Ge'er, let's go back?"
"Well," Qingge looked at herself and then at the clothes on the shore, her face turned red again, "You go change first."
Na Hanjue laughed inwardly. He went to change first, and he could see her coming ashore in wet clothes!
The hut for changing clothes was built a few steps away from the hot spring. He went ashore, took dry clothes and changed in the hut. Then he went back and handed Qing Ge's clothes to Qing Ge.
Both sets of clothes are new, so you can wear them with confidence."
Qingge nodded, took the dry clothes in her hands, raised her eyes and glanced at him, "Look back!"
The clothes she was wearing were clinging to her body, and her entire curve was clearly visible. She couldn't just walk past him so openly. She couldn't do it.
Na Hanjue smiled, "I even saw it when I was naked, what does this mean?"
Qingge's neck turned red this time, "You're talking nonsense!"
