Jiang Ci's mind kept echoing Chu Zhengliang's words, she came to the dynasty to redeem him, and then was forced by a group of people in the dynasty to ......

Layers of anger gradually rolled in his heart, and he restrained and restrained, so he didn't continue to ask.

Reaching out and pulling the woman's arm, Jiang Ci held her in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Jiaojiao, I like you very much, do you know?" ”

"Okay, why are you saying that?" Chu Jiaojiao was a little surprised, but after listening to his words, she was naturally very happy.

"Because I like it very much, I can't tolerate a little sand in my eyes." Jiang Ci continued, every word with a coolness carved into the bone marrow.

Chu Jiaojiao was slightly stunned, and the hand holding her waist tightened slightly, and then he continued, "Don't make me uncomfortable, and don't get too close to other men, huh?" ”

Pursing her lips, Chu Jiaojiao remembered the process of being accosted in the afternoon, so she smiled helplessly.

She could only understand that he was probably jealous now, which is why she said that.

"Okay, well, I must keep my distance from the opposite sex." Chu Jiaojiao assured that her side face was quiet and beautiful.

The overhead lamp shone on the two people embracing each other, and the shadows were so intertwined and hidden on the white wall, and time seemed to stretch at this moment, and the molecules floating in the air were mostly quiet.

After a while, Chu Jiaojiao patted Jiang Ci on the back, "Jiang Ci, sleep!" ”

"Jiaojiao, it's almost your birthday!" Jiang Ci let go of her, stared into her dark and pure eyes, and asked.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I'm going to give you a gift." Jiang Ci's breath was long, and some hoarse voices sounded in the quiet space, with a bit of affection and indulgence.

Chu Jiaojiao's cheeks were a little hot, and she fanned her big eyes and asked, "What gift?" ”

"Secret." He spoke slowly, as if he was thinking about how to answer.

The handsome face that was close at hand was still the same bewildering, Chu Jiaojiao deliberately turned her head not to look at him, "If you don't say it, don't say it, I don't want to know anymore, sleep and sleep." ”

Looking at the woman who jumped up and down to the bed, Jiang Ciqingjun's figure did not move for a long time, and his eyes were a little dark and heavy.

Chu Jiaojiao waited for a long time and didn't wait for the man to come over to sleep, and couldn't help but turn sideways and look at him, "Jiang Ci, aren't you sleeping?" ”

After listening to her words, Jiang Ci strode over.

"Are you inviting me?" The figure pressed down on her, and the shadow covered her petite body.

Chu Jiaojiao covered her head with the quilt, "I didn't." ”

Jiang Ci chuckled, turned to the other side to lie down, and reached out to scoop her into his arms.

Leaning on the man's fiery chest, Chu Jiaojiao's heart was also pounding.

All this seems to be too dreamy, Jiang Ci dotes on her and loves her, so that she is trapped in it and can't extricate herself.

Sometimes she even thinks that it would be nice if she could be like this with Jiang Ci forever.

But she knows that this kind of moment will always end.

When Chu Jiaojiao and Jiang Ci rushed to the cemetery, Old Man Qin and Qin Zhiqi were already there.

Chu Jiaojiao placed a bouquet of flowers in her hand in front of Qin Zhizhuo's tomb, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Qin, Jiang Ci and I have come to see you, Jiang Ci is very good, I will take care of him for you." ”

Jiang Ci didn't speak, just looked at her smiling face, so vivid in the sun, the hard part of his heart instantly softened.

"Ah Ci, can grandpa talk to you?" Old Man Qin's complexion was not very good, and he looked at Jiang Ci with a hint of request.