"I don't want to say, is it okay?" Qin Su said softly, her eyes were as desolate as water, and she spread into the distance towards the darkness, as if there was some secret of her buried in the darkness, "Huan Lang don't ask anymore, I'...... Always know this, Huan Lang only needs to know this...... That's it. ”

Her expression was full of weariness, and her slightly pale face loomed in the darkness.

Huan Zicheng rolled his eyes and stared at her deeply.

It was the first time he had looked at a person so intently, but not sharp, deep, and gentle.

Being stared at with such eyes, Qin Su was almost in a trance.

The night is like ink, and it seems to be able to hide everything.

In the night, she couldn't clearly see Huan Zicheng's expression, but she strangely knew that he was looking at her now.

Gently, gently, even with a hint of soothing, he was looking at her.

Qin Su slowly lowered his head, and a barren land arose in his heart.

At that moment, she seemed to be surrounded by water waves, her body was cold, and the feeling of suffocation was like a shadow, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She sighed wistfully.

If possible, she would like to be like a blank sheet of paper, clean and not stained with dust.

However, that is not possible after all.

She lived that life.

Humble as a dog, filthy as mud.

Even though no one in this world knows, she still lived like that after all, she lived for twenty-eight years.

Those twenty-eight years were like a circle of shame engraved in the depths of her soul, every day, every hour, every moment and even every breath, her soul was burned by this brand.

She wanted to escape, to run away, to escape from the unbearable, humiliating life.

However, no matter where she fled to, even if she fled to the next life, this mark has never been erased.

That kind of life has created the current Qin Su, but it also made her fall into the abyss and unable to extricate herself.

It was as cold as water, and it instantly overflowed the bottom of my heart.

"Don't be sad. ”

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and then, a squarely folded white cotton towel appeared in front of Qin Su's eyes.

She was awakened by this voice, looked up, and found that at some point, Huan Zicheng had come to the front, leaning over slightly, stretching out his arm, and handing her a white cloth towel.

"Don't cry anymore. He said.

The cold voice is like a cold night, clear and cold, but it is like a candle in a room, which makes people feel a little warm.

Qin Su looked at him in a daze.

He took her hand and put the cloth towel into her palm, and said in the same cold voice: "Take it, don't be sad." ”

Qin Su held the cloth towel blankly, and his other hand subconsciously stroked his face, and then looked at Huan Zicheng blankly: "I...... I didn't cry. ”

The face was dry, and there were no tears at all.

Her tears were shed as early as in her previous life.

Huan Zicheng didn't speak, just took another step forward, got closer to her, and then stretched out his arm and raised his hand, his broad palm fell on the top of her hair, and pressed it down gently.

Extremely warm palms, very light movements, as if touching something fragile.

Qin Su almost subconsciously closed his eyes slightly.

The palm of the hand is really warm and comfortable.

She couldn't imagine that such warm hands could come from such a person who was as cold as ice.

The feeling of being cared for by someone very close to her grabbed Qin Su's heart at this moment, making the tip of her nose slightly sour.

However, with another breath, she opened her eyes abruptly.

What's going on?

Qing Huan actually came to touch her head!

This guy won't be ...... Have you taken a fancy to her?!

With this thought, Qin Su came to his senses in an instant, and immediately jumped three feet high, and threw the cloth towel on Huan Zicheng's face.

"You can also touch the head of this palace?" she lowered her voice and shouted, looking at each other vigilantly, with her hands on her waist, looking very fierce: "Don't think that if you are good-looking, you can touch the head of this palace casually, who gave you the guts, hey!"

While scolding fiercely, Qin Su rubbed his hand vigorously on the top of his hair.

The warm touch from that place was so comfortable that she felt uncomfortable, and the more it was, the more strange she felt.

She never thought that in addition to Li Xuandu, there would be another man in this world who would make her feel so kind and warm.

Is she crazy?

This is Qinghuan!

In his previous life, he was so tall that he was so high, but in this life, Qinghuan, who was so cold and mysterious that it was elusive, actually ...... Stroked her hair so gently.

Was she dreaming?

Thinking like this, Qin Su immediately took action, took a few steps forward like lightning, and twisted it Huan Zicheng's arm.

"Hiss", Huan Zicheng was caught off guard and couldn't help but snort.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Su jumped back to his place in a few steps, and immediately looked at him expectantly.

If it hurts, it means she's not dreaming.

At least that's what Qin Su thinks.

Huan Zicheng didn't speak.

Rao is as smart as him, and in the face of such an extraordinary princess, it also takes a little time to react.

And Her Royal Highness the princess's performance today is indeed very ...... Fantastic.

"What about you, does it hurt?" The weak voice sounded again, with a look of unrelenting.

"Naturally, it hurts. Huan Zicheng's tone was extremely helpless.

It's strange that someone pinched it so hard that it doesn't hurt.

Qin Su breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Luckily, she wasn't dreaming.

In other words, Qinghuan is really showing favor to her.

She couldn't help but bend her eyes.

However, soon, she straightened her face again, held the princess's shelf, and looked at Huan Zicheng with a proud face: "This palace is just to tell you, it hurts...... That's right. Don't come to like Hongu, you'll get hurt. This palace will not like you, let alone marry you. You don't want this palace to become the clan wife of your Huan clan. ”

She never, absolutely not to marry into the big fire pit of the Huan family.

Who knows if this family will repeat the mistakes of the past? Also, if you marry Huan Zicheng, what will you do with Li Youxi?

Without her, the princess is in the town, and the little ladies outside who are demonic and demonic have to break up and eat the Li demon?

This Qin Su couldn't bear it.

Thinking like this, Qin Su glared at Huan Zicheng with a gaze like a knife, and flew straight over with a swish.

However, Huan Zicheng didn't look at her.

In fact, whoever is dumped with a cloth towel is unable to see people.

After all, the cloth towel is at least three times larger than a person's face, and if you don't tear it off, what can you see?

Therefore, what our famous Qinghuan, Huan Zicheng, is doing at the moment is to pull the cloth towel.

However, halfway through the towel, his shoulders began to stir, and a low muffled laugh came out, which seemed to make ripples in the night.