"I take back what I said."

"I can't keep my distance from you, and I don't like you to be estranged from me, I want you to be the same as before."

Only I can be seen in the eyes.

That's fine.

"I promise you, as long as I, Zhao Cheng, live for a day, I will do my best to protect you."

"I have blood on my hands, I have the bones of countless people under my feet, and all the rumors out there are not all false. This is how I got out of purgatory, my world is different from yours, do you want me like this? ”

Zhao Cheng's voice was low and calm, but Song Qing sounded very heavy.

Yes, this person has carried too much, he has lived in the shadows all his life, and with him, he is either to kill or to want his life.

It's not because I don't like her, but because I care about her too much, that's why I think about it so much. He loved her without a doubt.

At the moment he was asking her if she wanted him.

Song looked up at him in a daze, her hand reaching out from the shirt he was wrapping around her, and she raised her hand to caress his cheek.

"Third master, do you like me?"

Song Qing paused here and continued: "You are expressing your heart to me. ”

Obviously, she bullied her just now, but at this moment she looked at him with no disgust, and looked at him very brightly and seriously, where his figure was reflected.

He liked her.

Love her too.

He had rejected her before, but now that his body slapped himself honestly in the face, at this moment, Zhao Cheng clearly understood a sentence. He doesn't admit it, but his body is very honest.

She appeared in his world, and before he knew it, it was too late to react, and he couldn't escape. He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if she left him and threw herself into another man's arms.

He confessed.

Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng lowered his head and landed a kiss on her forehead.

"Yes, I love you."

There was silence in the study.

Getting an accurate answer, Song Qing's eyes were full of joy. During this time, she had been suppressing herself, and now she felt that her whole body was relaxed.

Tears fell.

Song Qing wrapped his arms around Zhao Cheng's neck and pressed his cheek against him, rubbing him very close as before. His men held him tightly.

"I want it, I want whatever you want."

Isn't that what liking someone is?

Song Qing's words fell, and his lips were blocked, and Song Qing could feel his strength and the heat in his chest.

She could only cooperate silently.

After a kiss, Song leaned shyly into his arms, his face slightly red. Are they really together? It doesn't feel real.

But she didn't forget anything.

Forget it, she's bubbling with happiness now.

"Are we all together?"

Zhao Cheng held her hand and played with it.

"Hmm."

"Will you ever regret it?"

"No, it won't."

"Really? But you said before that you didn't like me and only treated me as a sister, so it's not that you regret it. ”

“……”

Is this the legendary Autumn Queen's reckoning? Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, and admitted his mistake very calmly.

"My bad."

"Third Master."

"Huh?"

"I just found out today that you still have crazy attributes, it's just ...... Hmmm......"

Zhao Cheng raised his hand to cover her mouth, rested his head on her neck, and flashed the previous picture in his mind, with an unnatural look on his face.

He is indeed ridiculous.

"Hmph, don't let people say it, you don't know that you used to look like you were going to lock people up in a small black room and turn black, but it really scared me."

Zhao Cheng was silent, leaning quietly on her neck, listening to Song Qingxu babbling about his crimes, he felt that it was better for him to talk less now.

Finally, Song Qing still mentioned Xu Yi.

"By the way, you injured Xu Yi, and I don't know how he is now."

Zhao Cheng, who was calm, couldn't help frowning when he heard her mention it.

"Worried about him?"

Song couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this.

"It's not nonsense, Xu Yi is a good person, although I've only known each other for a few days, but I can be regarded as a friend. They were going to leave the imperial capital today, but I just went to see her off, and by the way, I picked out some clothes for her fiancée, but it turned out to be like this, do you think he is unlucky? ”

Pick out clothes for the other person's fiancée.

“……”

At that time, that kind of scene was so eyesore, and he didn't expect it to be like this. Listening to Song Qing's words, Zhao Cheng silently looked at the door, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

It turns out that stupidity is contagious.

After a while, Zhao Cheng held back a sentence.

"Don't worry, it's just a skin trauma."

Song breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "That's okay, I'll take a look later, you go with me, have a better attitude." ”

That's up to him.

It doesn't seem to be bad.

"Let's go change our clothes first."

"Okay."

Song Qing was about to get up from his arms, when he saw that Zhao Cheng had already picked him up and walked out of the study.

Seeing him like this, Song blushed lightly.

"You let me down, I'll go by myself."

She was carried out by him like this, I am afraid that anyone can see what happened to them, and she still wants her old face.

Obviously, Zhao Cheng had no intention of putting people down.

Perhaps seeing her thoughts, Zhao Cheng walked out of the study with her in his arms, and soon came to the courtyard where Song Qing lived.

In the room, Song Qingzheng was standing there with her back to the bronze mirror, and when she looked back at the mirror, she finally knew what the third master had written on her.

The red handwriting, the flowing cursive handwriting, even if it is a scumbag like Song Qing, he knows that this character is definitely everyone's handwriting.

Above her waist is Zhao Cheng's name.

Song Qing stretched out her hand and wiped it, but she couldn't wipe it off, and sure enough, it was the same as she thought, this would not fade.

Touching the word, Song Qing's face unconsciously warmed.

"I didn't expect this man to go crazy, it's quite emotional."

Next, after Song Qing changed his clothes, he took his coat and opened the door and walked out of the room. In the courtyard, the man sat upright at the stone table, his fingers tapping on the table intentionally or unintentionally.

Calm and relax.

Calm and self-controlled.

A cold and luxurious body.

Seeing her, Song Qing stepped forward.

"I'm all right."

Zhao Cheng's fingers stopped and turned his head to look at her.

The girl standing not far from her was dressed in a navy blue embroidered silk flower shirt, with a belt around her waist and a jade pendant as a decoration. He wore a gold collar around his neck and an unshakable head on his head, which was very simple, but very good-looking.

"Is it pretty?"

Zhao Cheng winked.

It's really good-looking.

"Put on your coat."

Zhao Cheng stood up, Song Qing picked up his clothes and put them on for him personally, and also arranged his collar.

She was close to herself again.

Just like before.

Zhao Cheng looked at his long hair that was blown to her shoulders by the wind, which made him think of a word. married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful.

Is this the wife?

As if there was a little rabbit beating in his heart, Zhao Cheng reached out and hugged the person into his arms. It seems that there are a lot of things to say to her, but when those words come to her mouth, they turn into a simple marriage proposal.

"Marry me."

Song was stunned.

Is this a marriage proposal with her?

So fast?

(End of chapter)