Volume 10 The Finale of the Chief of Dragons Volume 118 My Love 05
Volume 10: Head of Dragons (Final Volume) 118 Beloved 05
That touch of tenderness is so natural.
Hanzi didn't speak, and didn't know what to say - or in other words, even though he had thousands of words in his heart, he shouldn't say them to her.
Just staring at her deeply, deeply, the endless longing and endless affection revealed in her eyes, I wonder if Zixia can understand it at this time?
"Zixia, I miss you so much, I want to hug you so much." He quietly said softly after watching her quietly for a long time.
In her smart eyes, a ray of tenderness flashed away, and finally returned to tranquility.
She didn't refuse his request and slowly and gently leaned into his arms.
It's just that it was so calm, so calm that except for the body fragrance on her body that seemed to separate the most fragrant and pure fragrance in the world, you could hardly hear her heartbeat.
He stretched out his arms lightly, hugged his soft body, and smelled her scent in his nose, as well as the fragrance of the clear water coming from the Ein River. For a moment, he couldn't tell which one was it and which one was her?
However, at that moment, he suddenly became unusually calm, and felt that he was content to hold her quietly like this.
The love reaches the depth, the love reaches the extreme, even if there is distance, there is no distance; when there is no distance, it is separated into the natural air and drifts away with the wind.
Is it necessary to have love?
When you go round and round, face her or him that you love most, and face this question again, what is your answer?
"Hanzi, how about you, how have you been these past few years?" Zixia asked very calmly while sitting on the grass beside the Ain River, looking at the ripples rippled by the breeze.
"Except for missing you, everything else seems to be unimportant." Hanzi smiled.
"I want to hear it. Can't I, your confidant and beauty, be the one you talk to?" Zixia turned her face slightly to the side, showing a faint smile, a hint of calmness, and a touch of tenderness.
Hanzi caught one of her little jade hands and played with it very naturally. She didn't struggle or refuse. Everything seemed so natural.
"If you want to listen, of course I want to say it. However, in my story, apart from the love between children and their children, it seems that the only thing left is bloodshed. Zixia, do you want to hear about the love between children and children or the bloodshed?" Hanzi picked up.
He put his thin hand on the tip of his nose, as if he was tasting the most exquisite work of art in the world, and then kissed it gently, feeling very intoxicated.
A trace of touch inadvertently flashed across Zixia's eyes, and she gently withdrew her little hand, smiling and saying: "I want to hear it. Anyway, I have time. You have missed my practice class today, so I will punish you to accompany me today."
One day—and one night."
Glancing at him, he chuckled and said: "But don't get me wrong, I just want to hear your stories, one by one, no matter big or small, sad or happy, as long as they are related to you,
You all have to tell me, okay?"
Hanzi smiled and said: "Miss Zixia has given orders, and no one dares to disobey them. Wouldn't it be nice to spend the long night together with beauty? I'm very happy. I'm just afraid that my story will be too long and boring for the beauty to listen to."
I won’t be happy.”
"If it doesn't sound good, just listen to music. If you listen to it, it might turn into a lullaby." Zixia smiled, gently approached him, and sat down next to him.
The sun moved from directly above the Ain River to the west. The two of them saw the sunset. The beautiful sunset over the Ain River was so romantic.
A clear moon, like a shy little girl, secretly emerged from the east mountain. She must be going to meet her lover, right?
Mei Yue'er's date with Brother Xing also broke up over time. When a cloud covered her, the sleepy Zixia lay in Han Zi's arms and fell asleep.
Sleeping was so peaceful and natural.
Early in the morning, a little girl came hopping along the Ein River. Suddenly she looked up and froze.
"There was obviously no house here yesterday, so why did such a beautiful house appear in just one day? Am I dreaming?" The little girl said to herself, tiptoed forward, and walked over.
Look quietly in front of that beautiful house.
The little girl opened her mouth wide, stared blankly for a moment, turned around quietly, walked back a long way on tiptoe, and then ran back quickly.
From then on, a beautiful love story spread along the banks of the beautiful Aine River. It said that a little girl saw a beautiful angel by the river in the morning, and she was leaning on her beloved Prince Charming by the beautiful Aine River.
, feel the gentle and sweet breeze of the Ain River.
Later, a famous British painter painted that picture based on the little girl's description. That painting once caused a sensation in the world.
Although the little girl did not see the angel and her Prince Charming clearly, it was just a side view, but it has fascinated thousands of young people. Soon after the painting was hung up, it attracted countless admirations.
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However, later, the painting was bought by a woman named Liu from China at a high price. When asked why she wanted to buy that painting, the woman named Liu smiled mysteriously but did not reveal any information.
When Zixia woke up, the beautiful house was gone.
Kissing her gently on the face, Hanzi smiled and said, "Has it been a long time since you slept so soundly?"
When she first woke up, a blush still lingered on her jade-like face, her hair was slightly scattered, and there were still a few strands stuck to her face, a slightly lazy look, an eternal picture.
Gently combing her hair, she smiled and said, "Yes, I didn't expect that your arms are very comfortable to sleep in. No wonder so many sisters are obsessed with your arms."
Hanzi chuckled and said, "What about you? Are you also obsessed with it?"
She glanced at him and smiled charmingly: "I am in love, but not obsessed. Although your story is very touching and I love you even more, it cannot be the reason for me to be your wife. My dear, we
Wouldn't it be nice to keep that wall?"
After a night of talking, Hanzi seemed to be much different than yesterday. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Of course, but from now on, I will come to you anytime and anywhere, so don't bother me."
Zixia smiled and said: "I can't even ask for you. We can do anything except being your wife. I am really happy and relaxed with you."
Hanzi smiled and said nothing. His heart was now clear.
Since the heart knows, why do we need to possess it?
(I'm so sorry, book friends, Xiao Ding still can't handle this relationship. As for what will happen in the future, it still depends on how he feels. Alas, it seems that this Zixia is really hard to pursue!)
