Qinghe's eyes widened several times, and he pinched his fingers on his arms, exerting force so hard that they were almost embedded in his flesh.

But she just stiffened her back and didn't push him away, but slowly closed her eyes...

Her slightly covered eyelashes were long and thick, trembling slightly, and the blush on her cheeks added to the drunken color. Her thin white fingertips grabbed the clothes on his shoulders and tightened them little by little.

Her lips became sensitive and trembled under his kiss.

Something was flying wildly in her heart, running rampant, making it difficult for her to resist, so she could only raise her hands and surrender.

She began to respond to his kiss slowly, clumsily but touchingly.

Si Jue took a breath, and clasped the back of her head with one hand. His high nose pressed against her fair nose with absolute force.

The breathing of both of them was moist and rapid.

Two beating hearts, closely close together, are particularly beautiful.

Maybe a simple kiss can no longer suppress the surging emotions between each other.

Si Jue turned over slightly and placed her gently on the horse's seat. Qing He also straightened his back in cooperation and hugged his neck tightly with both hands.

Her breathing was messy, her cheeks were pink and her cheeks were dripping with pink, and she had a pair of big moist eyes, still wanting to speak, staring at him shyly.

Si Jue kissed the tip of her nose and rested his forehead on hers.

A big palm gently and affectionately brushed her long hair.

In Heisui's eyes, the deep and unbreakable deep affection was revealed in front of her for the first time since the two met again.

Qinghe's heartbeat was beating fast, his fingertips were trembling slightly, and he covered his eyes. There was unconfidence in his eyes, but also excited expectation.

She was afraid that she had misjudged the deep affection in his eyes, and was also afraid that the hope would be wasted in the end. She was even more afraid that even if the deep affection was true, she would still not be able to respond to him.

Perhaps what she fears most is that even though they are deeply in love, the two cannot be together.

The huge sense of loss that suddenly surged in her heart made Qinghe's face turn pale, and the pain in her heart was obvious, stimulating her brain.

She suddenly raised her body and hugged him tightly.

She nestled her face deeply into the crook of his neck, hugging him very hard.

Her heartbeat was still very fast, but it was messy. Her soft body was trembling, clinging to him like a helpless child.

Si Jue looked down at her, but could only see her dark head.

But when she suddenly hugged him tightly, his arms hugged her just as hard, and his big palms gently patted her back.

He was full of fire|heat, but in the end it couldn't resist a small hug from her. Even if he was "wronged", he still wanted to respond to her and comfort her as soon as possible.

After a while, I felt the little man in my arms twisting slightly | his little head rubbed against his neck, wanting to raise his head, but seemed embarrassed to do so.

Si Jue curled his lips lightly, put his arm around her waist and saw her sitting up.

They are still sitting facing each other.

He reached out with his fingers and lifted her chin, making her look up at him.

Qinghe pursed her lips, her face was as red as a mandala flower in February, and she shyly flashed her long eyelashes and did not dare to look at him.

Si Jue raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and kissed her eyelashes, then leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the car, with a faint smile on his lips, and his dark pupils, staring at her quietly.

Qinghe's face became even redder when he saw him, and he pursed his lips uncomfortably, glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, swallowed secretly, twisted his throat, and whispered, "Um, do I want to go down?

"

This time she learned the lesson and did not act without permission, because after what she had just experienced, she deeply understood a truth.

That is, if he doesn't want her to go down, she shouldn't even think about going down, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!

that?

Si Jue frowned slightly, curled his lips and said, "Which one?"

"..." Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to figure it out.

He twitched the corner of his mouth.

Does he mind what she calls him now?!

I secretly sweated.

Qinghe lightened his throat and said, "Brother Jue..."

"...Hmm." Si Jue raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.

The corners of Qinghe's eyes also twitched, but a hint of sweetness flashed through his heart, and his eyes looking at him became much softer.

When Si Jue saw this, he was undoubtedly impressed.

He straightened up slightly, and his handsome cheek suddenly came closer.

Qinghe's face stiffened slightly, his eyes widened, he raised his head and said sarcastically, "Brother Jue..."

His hand suddenly reached over and stroked her delicate cheek, his voice was hoarse and his breath was warm, "Little kitten, let me let you go this time, next time..."

When he said this, he stopped.

His pupils were deep and dark, staring at her seriously.

Qinghe's heart trembled slightly, even though he spoke in a vague way, she understood.

Her cheeks turned white, her fingertips were slightly tightened, and she looked at him with doubtful and uneasy eyes.

Si Jue kissed her forehead and said, "Little kitten, don't be afraid. Just trust Brother Jue like you did when you were little."

"..." Thousands of threads were tangled in Qinghe's mind, and the emotions floating in his eyes were complicated and he hesitated to speak.

In the end, she just smiled slightly, lowered her head, and leaned obediently into his arms.

Si Jue looked at the little head lying obediently on his shoulder, his beautiful pupils were equally deep and unpredictable.

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After a day's journey, the two of them arrived at Huaying Town in the evening.

The carriage stopped in a secluded alley in Huaying Town. After getting off the carriage, Qinghe took a quick look and saw a tightly closed door deep in the alley.

The coachman drove away without making any further stops.

Qinghe looked at the back of the figure standing in front of her, wondering if it was her imagination. Ever since he entered the city, the aura around him had become much colder, and he had never said a word to her again.

Now, he was standing in front of her, his back straight like a tall cypress, but she felt that he was a little nervous.

Wrinkling his eyebrows, Qinghe took two steps forward, stood beside him, and turned his head to look at him.

His face was tense and his dark eyes were cold, staring at the door not far ahead.

Qinghe's frown deepened, and he reached out and gently pulled his sleeve, "Brother Jue, what's wrong with you?"

"..." Si Jue's eyes sunk slightly and he looked down at her hand holding his sleeve. That look was as cold as an ice knife.

Qinghe's heart trembled, and he loosened his hand slightly, pursed his pink lips tightly, and looked at him without speaking.

Perhaps she realized that she had frightened her.

Si Jue's eyes flashed, he held her hand and pulled her forward.

Qinghe followed him, watching him walk into the tightly closed door step by step. For some reason, his heart became nervous as the distance got closer and closer.

She didn't know who lived inside that door, which made him so nervous!

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The two of them stood in front of the door. Qinghe felt his hand tightening. He looked up at him and saw that he was adjusting his breathing slightly.

The originally tense handsome face gradually relaxed, the lines on his face were gentle, and his lips were slightly raised.

And the big palm holding her hand suddenly let go.

A gust of cold wind suddenly poured into the palm of his hand, and Qinghe's heart seemed to be blown by this cold wind, and he shrank slightly.

Then she heard the knocker knocking on the door.

After a while, the door opened from the inside.

Before Qinghe had time to look up, a joyful voice suddenly came over, "Senior brother..."

Senior brother?

Qinghe was stunned for a moment and looked up in surprise.

There was a pretty woman in a pink gauze skirt, with shy eyebrows and timidly looking at Si Jue.

Those eyes were big and bright, with long and black eyelashes. They were very beautiful. There was something familiar about these eyes.

She has black hair behind her back, casually pulled into a bun, with a few strands of hair hanging down on her chest. She has an oval face, fair and flawless, but her lips are pale and without any blood.

Overall, she is a very beautiful woman.

Her beauty is unassuming but cannot be ignored, giving people a peaceful and beautiful feeling.

Even though she didn't pay any attention to Si Jue from the beginning, Qing He couldn't deny her beauty.
To be continued...