Qingcheng Juelian—Facing my heart and being with him
Time and space condensed, time stood still, and everything around her became silent and silent, leaving only her with a low and trembling voice, "I don't want anything, I don't care about anything, I just want you..."
Brother Jue, I love you, I love you very much..."
After she finished speaking, the air seemed to become even quieter.
For a long time, I didn't see any reaction from him.
Qinghe closed his eyes sadly, bit his lip, and slowly withdrew the hands holding him, looking up at his majestic back.
Si Jue also turned around slowly, his eyes as dark as a bottomless ancient well, and looked down at Qinghe.
Qinghe pursed her lips tightly, tears streaming down her face.
He may not know how much courage it takes for her to say such words.
Making such a decision, what kind of burden would she bear?
However, even so, she actually felt that speaking her inner words at this moment made her feel more relaxed than ever before.
The man in front of her was the one she loved. She didn't know how long she had loved him.
All she knew was that as long as he appeared in her life, it would cause an uproar in her heart, making her willing to give up everything for him.
Even if you bear the responsibility!
But now, as long as he opens his mouth and says one word to her, one word that connects his heart and mind.
Si Jue's clear outline is resolute and patient.
He looked at her closely, his voice hoarse and deep, "Little kitten, are you sure?"
Qinghe's face turned red from crying and he nodded desperately.
He finally reached out and hugged her.
It was so tight that it almost pulled her into his arms fiercely.
The kiss was pressed heavily on her forehead, full of cherishment.
The turbid breath that had been hanging in my heart for a long time was finally exhaled.
She didn't know how worried he was. Even if he forced her, the answer she gave him was to leave.
Because even he himself is not sure what terrible things he will do after she decides to leave.
The iron arms tightened her, but her hard muscles trembled slightly.
Qinghe sobbed slightly, hugging him back tightly, burying her face in his chest, crying wildly.
His powerful heartbeat was transmitted fiercely through his chest, which was as strong as a heavy wall.
Telling her how exciting her answer and what she said were to him.
So much so that he just held her very tightly, but couldn't say a word.
Qinghe clutched the clothes on his back, her body hurt a little from being hugged by him, but she felt happy and just wanted him to hold her tighter to make up for the fact that he had just neglected her.
Happiness, sometimes it happens a thousand times.
You thought that you might never be able to see or catch it, but in the end you found that it was just a naughty and playful child. In the end, it will come back to you, you just need to wait patiently for it.
, don’t worry. (I hope all the girls reading this article will be happy!)
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Two hours later, Loulan Jun finally walked out of the room.
Qinghe hurriedly greeted her, looking into the room with concerned eyes and asking, "Uncle Lan Jun, how is Auntie?"
"...The acupuncture only temporarily suppressed her condition..." Lou Lanjun said, noticing the redness in her eyes, paused, and looked at Si Jue with a frown.
Si Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward, and gently held Qing He's hand in front of Lord Lou Lan.
Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red and he struggled a little.
After all, it was really embarrassing in front of the elders.
Si Jue was not willing to let her go, but instead pulled her too much, and her arms were tightly attached to his.
Qing He looked embarrassed and glared at him with a red face, not daring to look at Lou Lan Jun.
Lou Lanjun frowned even more, pursed her lips and continued, "She will wake up tomorrow, and then we will proceed according to your plan. If everything goes well, she will recover after a few more days of nursing care."
After saying that, he glared at Si Jue sharply, with a warning in that look, and then walked past her and left.
Si Jue narrowed his eyes and looked down at Qing He.
But I saw that the little girl's face was red, and the roots of her ears were also completely red. She was so cute.
He pulled his lips and smiled slightly, leaned over slightly and kissed her cheek secretly.
Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly looked up at him, his big and smart eyes blinking rapidly, and his voice was shy, "Brother Jue..."
Si Jue's heart felt itchy, and he gently held her face with his big palm, touched her lips, and kissed her.
Be careful, like a treasure,
Qinghe's heart was pounding. On the one hand, he blamed him for not being restrained and treating her outside... on the other hand, he felt sweet and happy.
His eyes slowly curved, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
With both hands, she gently and shyly grabbed his clothes, and slowly closed her eyes.
The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear him say something, something very, very important.
Qinghe opened his eyes, his big, clear eyes were clear and throbbing.
Breathing is also intermittent and tense.
"Brother Jue, what did you just say?"
Si Jue raised his eyebrows evilly, grabbed her little hand and kissed her lips. His eyes and brows were full of coquettishness, staring at her seductively and brightly, but no matter how Qing He begged, he would not repeat it again.
Si Jue took her hand and walked into the room, made sure that Mu Zhifei was okay, and then walked out of the room with confidence.
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Walking in the sea of red flowers, the light refracted by the stars in the sky is like an open road, guiding the two of them towards the bright future.
Si Jue curled his lips, and every line on his face was written with softness.
But Qinghe felt a little depressed, and the hand he held was shaking helplessly.
Si Jue Wenwen glanced at her with a smile on his face, "By the way, how are you going to treat my mother?"
He frowned and said, "Loul Lan Jun said that according to your plan, tell me, what is your plan?"
Qinghe Yangyang glanced at him and didn't want to speak.
Because now her mind was filled with the words that she heard but seemed not to hear.
Si Jue curled his lower lip, stopped, pulled her closer, leaned down, and looked into her shy eyes, "Are you unhappy?"
"..." Qinghe rolled his eyes, leaned back, unwilling to admit it, shook his head, "No."
"No?" Si Jue frowned, but there was a hint of a discerning smile in his voice.
Qinghe blushed, stretched out his hand to push him away, and walked forward, "No, there is no."
With a smile in his eyes, Si Jue quickly stepped forward to hold her hand again, "Okay, if Xiaomao says no, it really means no."
When he said this, Qinghe became depressed.
Her little face fell and she stared at him sadly.
Couldn't he see that she said that deliberately and wanted him to coax her?
He bit his mouth tightly and his two beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled.
Si Jue pressed her little eyebrow with his finger, Qing He hummed and waved his hand away.
Si Jue pursed his lips and his eyes were filled with smiles.
He bowed and hugged her sideways.
Qinghe was startled, and his heart skipped a beat.
She looked at him slightly panicked, only to find that his eyes were dark, with a few clusters of flames dancing dangerously in the depths of his pupils. He stared at her like a wild wolf aiming for its prey.
Swallowing his throat, Qinghe didn't know what this meant.
But today, after going through inner struggles and getting rid of her worries, she finally faced him honestly, faced her own heart, and was with him.
On such a significant day in her life, she really just wanted to be with him, talk, chat... and do nothing.
Thinking like this, Qinghe also asked tentatively, "Brother Jue, can we... just chat today?"
"..." Si Jue twitched the corner of his mouth, gave Qing He a look that said "just chat, don't even think about it", and said solemnly, "What do you think?!"
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[...Happy reading, ladies!!! There may be three thousand words left today, but maybe, if so, it will probably be in the afternoon or evening...]