Qian Xiaojiu shook her head, hugged He Lianqing tightly, and said in a low voice: "Ah Qing, time never gets old and we never get tired. Okay?"
Helian Qing sighed lightly again, stretched out his hand to touch her head, and responded in a low voice: "Okay. I promise you, even if we get old, I will never get tired of you."
"That's not necessarily true. I just want... I want you to think about this sentence every time you quarrel with me in the future. In this way, the negative emotions towards each other will be accumulated over time.
It can all dissipate..."
"Why are you so sentimental all of a sudden?" He was not used to her suddenly becoming so sentimental. He knew in his heart that she had changed because of Ye Feihan's appearance, but he didn't want to ask any more questions.
"It's not sentimental, you promise me! Promise me."
"Okay, I swear. Are you okay? Fool." He Lianqing reluctantly hugged Qian Xiaojiu into his arms. Holding her, he felt at ease. Although he was jealous just now, but when he saw her running out,
For a moment, he really felt as if he was about to lose her again and suddenly became panicked and scared... So how could he hate her? It was too late to like her, and the time they spent together every day was too little, how could he let her go.
"Time, please slow down..." He Lianqing lowered his head and kissed Qian Xiaojiu's forehead. He wanted to prove to her that no matter how long it took, he would still love her as always.
Qian Xiaojiu heard Helian Qing's sigh in her heart and looked up at the bright moon and bright sky between the trees on the glass roof.
Her heart was clear. What else was there to hide? In just a few decades of life, no one could predict how the future would change, including people's hearts. But what she knew clearly at this moment was that He
Lian Qing loves her just as much as she loves him. She cannot tolerate deception, grudges or estrangement. Thinking about it from his perspective, if he were her, she would definitely be even more jealous.
She sighed deeply in her heart, then lowered her head, looked up at his still bright eyes in the darkness, and sincerely told him: "Helian Qing. Ye Feihan is the greatest misfortune in my life... Locke is my life."
The greatest luck in my life...and you are the greatest happiness in my life."
That's all she could say.
He Lianqing seemed to understand everything. He held her tightly in his arms at this moment, wishing that she could be integrated into his flesh and blood.
"Qian Xiaojiu, I love you."
In the darkness, his voice is more fragrant than roses.
*
The next day, Qian Xiaojiu woke up in the greenhouse and stretched out her hand to cover her eyes from the dazzling eyes that fell through the gaps in the woods. It was really uncomfortable.
Suddenly, his eyes dimmed, Qian Xiaojiu was really her husband He Lian Qing.
"Hi, good morning." He lowered his head, kissed her on the forehead, and smiled.
Qian Xiaojiu turned around and hugged He Lianqing. The two recliners were next to each other, and they slept like this all night. Although he behaved like a beast before going to bed, and she was suffering from severe back pain, this morning, she still
I feel so happy.
"Ah Qing. I love you." Qian Xiaojiu confessed sincerely. In last night's dream, she kept telling him because he didn't believe it.
So when she woke up, she wanted to let him know the first moment she woke up. In fact, she really loved him very much.