She has no doubt that as long as she offends the woman in front of her, she will disown her and shoot her without hesitation, no matter who she is. Even the Emperor cannot stop her.
Qingting walked through the chaotic crowd, approaching the target with firm steps, approaching the similar figure step by step, his heart was lifted, and he was pounding wildly.
It has been seven years, she has been disappointed again and again, and she has cheered up again and again, but her heart still does not change her original intention.
She is waiting for his return!
She firmly believed that he was somewhere in the world and could not come to her due to unavoidable reasons.
It doesn't matter, then if she comes to find it, she will dig it out even if she digs three feet into the ground.
You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you die!
KING stood with his back to her, feeling inexplicably flustered and could hear his own heartbeat.
Qingting walked up to him and finally saw his face clearly. A strange and familiar face came into view. His mind was struck by lightning, his body trembled, and his crystal tears suddenly burst out, "Leng Qirui, it's you, really."
It’s you, you’re still alive, why don’t you come back? Why?”
The tears of joy and sorrow hung on her snow-white face, crystal clear and very endearing.
KING looked at her blankly, his heart tightening inexplicably as if being grabbed by an unknown big hand. "Miss, I don't know you. You have the wrong person."
She is really beautiful, different from the beauty of ordinary women. Her heroic spirit, picturesque eyebrows, skin like a shelled egg, and her elegant and bright temperament make her look unique.
She is like a fierce flame, burning directly into your heart, making you irresistible.
Qingting was so angry that she was trembling all over. Would she recognize the wrong person? She rushed towards her fiercely. King was afraid that she would fall and did not dare to get out of the way. He allowed her to throw herself into his arms, with the warm fragrance and soft jade in his arms. The familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made her
He was stunned, as if...it seemed...that he had hugged a girl like this before...
Who on earth is it?
Why can't he remember it?
Qingting got up on his hands and feet, beating and kicking, excitedly venting the anger in his heart, "Asshole, I've been waiting for you for seven years, and you actually dare to do this to me. I'll bite you to death."
Not feeling that she was angry enough, she raised her toes and bit his neck hard.
It's been seven years and it's great that he's not dead.
But, doesn't he know that she is waiting for him?
Why are you so cold when we meet?
KING's hands were hanging in the air, struggling in his heart. He didn't know if he wanted to hug her or push her away. There was a hint of pain on his face.
When Annie saw this, her face changed drastically. She jumped up suddenly and rushed over to pull Qingting's body. "You crazy woman, let go of my man, let go."
Qingting held KING's waist tightly with both hands, and the familiar smell lingered in her nose. She was so excited that she wanted to cry and curse.
"I won't let him go. He is mine and mine alone."
After finally finding him, she never wanted to let go.
The feeling of being crazy about lovesickness is too painful.
There was a wave of heat in Annie's chest, and she was about to vomit blood.
"He is really not Leng Qirui. You have mistaken the person. He is my fiancé, his name is KING. We are about to get married..."
She tried her best to pull on Qingting, but Qingting clung to the man's body like an octopus, refusing to let go. The pull on her arm caused great pain. Qingting frowned slightly and whispered softly.
When KING heard this, his heart tightened, and before he could think about it, he turned his body to protect her in his arms.
Everyone was stunned, and a trace of shock flashed in Qiao's eyes.
KINGT himself was shocked. This is an instinct of the body and does not go through the conditioned reflex of the brain.