Chapter 186: Private Life

Gongsun Yuqi rode his horse away from the town and walked towards the paths and mountains and trees. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He was aimless, didn't think about where he was going, just didn't want to deal with anyone. He is confident that he can live in the wilderness, mountains and forests, than to go back in front of others and play the role of Gongsun Yuqi, who no longer exists.

He came to a creek and dismounted, and let the horses eat and drink, and rest for himself.

Little by little, he felt lost and hollow, and he knew what it was for, but he tried to ignore it.

Until he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and he continued to walk in his direction with a steady pace.

He stood up and waited for the person who appeared before him, from the tree, who he had been trying to ignore.

Her eyes are complaining and stubborn, no matter how she looks at her now, she looks like a daughter, even if she is still wearing men's clothes, no one will think she is a man anymore. Especially after seeing Gongsun Yuqi, there were tears in her eyes, and her desperate restraint was extremely pitiful.

As soon as Gongsun Yuqi left that day, she decided to come out with him without much thought. Helan Qiyou told her that he would wait for them at the inn for three days, and if he didn't wait for them to return, he would go to the Gangneung Ferry.

When Gongsun Yuqi came to her, took the horse rope, and helped her get off the horse, her tears finally couldn't help falling.

"How did you find me?" He asked, somewhat incredulous.

"You called me, you kept calling me." Zixuan cried and screamed, and at the same time couldn't stop beating his shoulder with her pink fist, crying silently. "How can you? How can you leave me? You were the one who told me to come to you, it was you... It's all you..."

Gongsun Yuqi let her fist fall on him, not dodging or dodging, even if he hit the wound, he didn't snort.

When she was tired and had no strength, she hugged her. "Did I call you?" He soothed softly, his big hand sweeping her back.

"Yes! You call me in your heart, and you can't stop calling me. You can't sleep, I can't do anything, I can only think about you. She accused him of cruel abandonment and cried heartbreakingly.

"Don't cry..."Gongsun Yuqi didn't know how to comfort her, so he couldn't stop wiping her tears, but he couldn't stop her.

"You know I... It's not normal," he said with difficulty.

"Woo..." Zixuan still kept crying, he knew that Gongsun Yuqi was different. But in her heart, he will always be the young man Langjun who shines like the sun when they meet for the first time.

She just likes him, even if he was rescued that day, and his skin and flesh were not complete, she couldn't shake this heart. Why just doesn't he understand? Why did you want to leave her?

Zixuan's continuous crying made his heart soften, and his persistence was gone. He leaned over, took her cheek, and kissed her hard.

His kisses were wild and domineering, leaving no room for anything, almost robbing her of her breath, her sanity, her everything.

His embrace was unexpectedly warm, scorching her slightly cold slender body. She was hugged by him, completely forgetting everything, only remembering to feel his every touch.

The first time he kissed her, she didn't even remember her name, she just wanted the moment to last forever.

His hand traced her delicate silhouette along the side of her face, then down to her delicate collarbone, and everywhere he touched, she burned like a fire, her body writhing anxiously, instinctively wanting to blend more into him.

She wanted to be in this embrace forever, protected by him, and belong to him forever.

His handsome, thin lips explored every inch of her, gasping with her. No matter how many things he had forgotten, at least none of them had been forgotten.

He pulled away from her lips, gasping heavily, his dark eyes still locked on her, and then he reached out and tore off the jade official tied around her long hair.

Her long black hair fell apart, less heroic than men's clothing, and a little more charming.

"Are you afraid?" He deliberately scared her. "Do you really want to follow me? Don't regret it? ā€