"Oh." He let go of his hands, his tender and blurred eyes not leaving her at all.
Such a gorgeous face, such a passionate and affectionate gaze, seemed to melt her little by little. Her body felt a little warm unconsciously, and before she knew it, she stood on tiptoes and kissed his cheek like a dragonfly.
"It's even, don't take advantage of me in the future." Hua Ying gave him a wink.
Qi Xingchen burst out laughing, smiling happily: "I am willing to be taken advantage of by you."
"Okay, I'm going to bed, and you should go and have a rest early." Hua Ying said, moving Qi Xingchen out.
With such a top-notch man right in front of her, Hua Ying was really afraid that she would not be able to control her hot heart and would eat him up and take advantage of him.
Qi Xingchen was forced out of the door by Hua Ying, who closed the door with a bang.
"Okay, you rest first, I'm leaving." Qi Xingchen shouted into the room and left with a smile on his face.
The jacaranda leaning against the door finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding the blue feathered jade flute in both hands, seeing things as if they were people.
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At night, on the roof, there was a man lying among the rubble, holding a jar of wine and humming a song leisurely.
"Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast... one has no eyes, one has no ears, so strange, so strange."
Yue Qianxun's eyes were blurred, and she took a big gulp from the wine jar, then burped after swallowing.
Someone was coming, but Yue Qianxun didn't bother to look. His head was so dizzy that until she kicked him, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Miss, do you know how to be gentle?" Yue Qianxun tilted her head and thought for a moment, then added, "No, I should call you Princess."
"It's so late at night, why are you drinking so much and still singing so happily?" Hua Ying frowned. She couldn't fall asleep, so she went out for a walk. She happened to be passing by nearby and heard this unpleasant singing, so she came to take a look.
"Come, have a drink with me." Yue Qianxun sat up and handed the wine jar to Hua Ying.
"Are you pretending to be serious with your expression of pain and joy?" Hua Ying sat next to Yue Qianxun and could see that he was in a bad mood. "If you have any thoughts on your mind, tell me and see if I can help."
you?"
"Oh, I'm going to die because of my own misfortune. No one can help me." Yue Qianxun waved her hand and smiled coldly.
The most terrifying thing in the world is not the distance, but the love that is clearly by your side but cannot be expressed.
Hua Ying didn't bother to persuade him. Maybe he would get better if he drank some boring wine: "You're doing it to yourself!"
"Well, leave me alone, I'll just lie down for a while." Yue Qianxun made a goodbye gesture towards Hua Ying, "You can go."
"Don't drink too much. We'll set off tomorrow." Hua Ying stood up and was about to leave.
"Hey, are you willing to give up your prince and your husband?" Yue Qianxun's mind was not very clear, so she took a sip of wine and spat out this sentence.
Huaying's face immediately darkened, and she kicked Yue Qianxun hard, and a scream rang out, piercing the silent night sky.
The lights in Qi Xingchen's study room were still on, and Hua Ying walked gently without getting too close. She stopped and looked in that direction, not wanting to disturb him, and her eyes suddenly changed.
The feeling of that hug was warm, and the smell of him was all too familiar.
A trace of reluctance quietly grew, and her wish was to join hands with him. For the first time, she began to try to consider his situation and give up some thoughts for him.