Leaning on Zhao Cheng's arms, Song Qing's face was very hot.

She is not a suggestive expression of her intentions, will she be too reserved.

At this moment, Song Qing could clearly feel the sound of his heart beating fast. In addition, it seems that there is also his heartbeat.

Zhao Cheng, the world-famous Zhao Cheng in history, he and himself are not people of the same world. Not only that, but in the future, there will be a gentle and beautiful wife next to him, who he will give to the stars and the moon. And he may just be a passer-by in his life.

Thinking that there would be such a person by his side soon, Song Qing felt uncomfortable for a while.

Song Qingzhen hopes that he is not Prime Minister Zhao, just an ordinary person living in the same world as herself, no matter what his identity is at that time, she will not hesitate to tell him what she wants.

It's just that there is never an if.

If I hadn't traveled through time and space, I wouldn't have met him. If I had to do it all over again, maybe I would still like him as deeply as I do now.

After Song Qing held Zhao Cheng's hand tightly and let go, he took a step back. Reaching out to grab his clothes, Song Qing looked up at his cold and unsmiling face.

"Third master, if I am ......"

How would you react if I were in love with you?

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"What?"

Song shook his head lightly and reached out to pat his arm.

"It's nothing, in short, Third Master, you are welcome back."

Zhao Cheng responded.

"Hmm!"

"By the way, are you healed, let me see."

As he spoke, seeing Song Qing's hand stretched out, Zhao Cheng was stunned, and his hand had already pinched his wrist first.

Even his tense face cracked a little. said that she was timid, but sometimes, she was bold enough.

“……”

"It's already done."

Song nodded after hearing this.

"Really, that's good."

Thinking of his injury last time, he couldn't help but ask, "I haven't asked you yet, what happened last time." How did you get so badly wounded, you were hit by an arrow, and you were slashed with a knife? ”

"Also, the most important thing is that you are not well recuperating at home, don't you know that I heard that you are far away, I am so angry, I can't wait to arrest you back and strangle you."

"I'm telling you, you can't do that in the future. The body is your own, and you still have to take care of it. ”

"You're obviously still very young, but I see that there are countless scars on your body that fade away, large and small. It is said that the body is the capital of the revolution, if the body is gone, what is the use of your power in the world. ”

Zhao Cheng lowered his head slightly, and his gaze stopped on Song Qing's eyes. All this time, he didn't feel anything from the eyes of fear, hatred, or longing to put him to death.

But he felt afraid of Song's gaze when he looked at him.

Zhao Cheng raised his hand stiffly, and when Song Qing didn't know why, his fingers blocked her eyes.

It was dark in front of him, and Song Qing reached out to hold his fingers.

"What are you doing?"

Feeling the temperature from his fingers, Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment and withdrew his hand silently.

He took a step back and turned away.

It wasn't until he walked a few steps away that Song Qing heard his deep voice coming with the wind.

"Keep up."

Standing in place, Song Qing looked at his back.

Dressed in a black robe, with long black hair, the breeze blew the corners of his clothes, this, the absolute back kills.

Prime Minister, it is really peerless.

Song Qing felt that the tears he couldn't see had left down the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the person walking in front, Song Qing suddenly felt that he was disturbed by metrics. Think about what you don't have to do.

Who knows what will happen in the future.

Perhaps, sometimes it's better to be a little confused.