The first King of Jin failed to succeed, and Jin was held tightly by Li Qingmu inside.

The second time, it still didn't move, and the inside was clenched tighter.

King Jin raised his eyebrows, sat up and used his hands together to end this unfair tug-of-war.

Li Qingmu was protected without brocade, and his speed turned his back to King Jin and hugged himself into a ball. Hidden in his arms was a brocade pat wet with tears.

She kept crying, and she couldn't control the sadness in her heart. She couldn't bear the pain of this world.

King Jin threw the brocade to the side, and his eyes fell on the snow-like skin exposed from Li Qingmu's waist. Just now, he just put his hand on this place.

When I twist my left hand, I seem to be able to feel the delicate touch between my fingers......

Just as King Jin was distracted, Li Qingmu said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sleepy, you can go." ”

As soon as the words came out, Li Qingmu regretted it. Before this trace of remorse fell into her heart, she was already caught by King Jin.

King Jin looked at Li Qingmu's red and swollen eyes from crying, and asked in surprise, "Why are you crying?" ”

He stole incense, and it was not unheard of before. On the day she was accepted as Ji, the two of them were drugged, didn't he behave towards her more politely than now?

At that time, Li Qingmu did not shed a single tear.

Li Qingmu covered his tearful face with both hands, did not look at King Jin, and did not answer King Jin's question.

She cried, crying that she was the stupidest fool in the world.

King Jin looked at Li Qingmu, who was crying more and more, and suddenly felt a little at a loss. Listening to Li Qingmu's sobbing, he took out his handkerchief and wiped Li Qingmu's tears.

But Li Qingmu's tears couldn't be stopped, and they couldn't stop flowing out between Li Qingmu's fingers.

Throwing the soaked handkerchief to the side, King Jin felt angry in his heart. Who did he recruit to provoke whom, why did she keep crying like this?

He looked at Li Qingmu, who kept crying with his head in his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "How can you stop crying?" ”

As soon as the words fell, King Jin was frightened by his tone.

He thought that what he said in anger would be harsh. But the truth is that cotton is weak.

The tone was so gentle that he couldn't believe it.

This sentence containing helplessness but extremely gentle fell into Li Qingmu's ears, like a heavy hammer slammed into her heart.

Li Qingmu opened his arms around the neck of King Jin, buried his head in King Jin's chest, and cried loudly.

King Jin was knocked back by Li Qingmu, and after stabilizing, Nuan Yu was already in his arms. I don't know where to put my hands, and finally landed on Li Qingmu's shoulders and patted them gently.

Enduring being cried by Li Qingmu, King Jin said loudly, "You don't want to kill me at this time, do you......"

What answered King Jin was Li Qingmu's right hand that was clenched into a fist and slammed it on King Jin's chest.

It's not painful or itchy, and even the strength of the maid's shoulder beating is not as good.

King Jin stretched out his left hand and grabbed Li Qingmu's fist, and said with a smile, "With your strength, if you want to beat me to death, you have to ...... for the rest of your life."

Li Qingmu also laughed when he heard this, but then the tears fell even more.

She's messed up, she's all messed up.

She came to kill people and change her fate, but she didn't expect that her heart full of hatred was slowly falling......

"Crying and laughing." King Jin sighed and said, "Brother Ten is right, no matter how big or small a woman is, she is made of tears, and her character is strange and difficult to fathom. ”

King Jin's sigh, in exchange, was Li Qingmu's two laughs with crying, and the posture of the youngest daughter was fully displayed.

Crying enough, Li Qingmu raised his head from King Jin's chest, opened his red and swollen eyes and choked up, "I miss my mother, I want to go home......"