Qin Daixin's remarks made Murong Jing, who had always been calm in his actions, stunned.

This girl is crazy, why is she stupid and so... so sure?

Well, even if he loses his composure, she should have opened her eyes wide and read enough so that she will never see him almost astonished as he will fall off again. But is he questioning himself with this expression? Qin Daixin really wants to ask, what do you mean? Is the words my sister said so funny?

She frowned and looked at Murong Jing, and asked silently.

Murong Jing returned to his previous expression without any trace, as if the person who had lost his composure just now was him. This guy picked up dead branches and added them to the fire, turning a blind eye to Qin Daixin's silent inquiries. He didn't take Qin Daixin's words at all, but was slightly surprised by this girl's wild thoughts!

Qin Daixin suddenly widened her eyes and pointed her fingers that were still stained with rabbit blood at Murong Jing's nose, asking, "You, what's your expression?" Is he naked contempt?

Murong Jing looked up at him calmly, wanting to laugh.

She is now like a female leopard with hair blown, her pyramid grin is more moving, so vivid and real than ever before.

Murong Jing sighed silently, reached out and pulled the person opposite into his arms. His hands subconsciously placed on the back of Qin Daixin's head, and stroked it gently and domineeringly.

Sometimes language may not express all the emotions in a person's heart, but a hug can interpret emotions that cannot be conveyed by language. Qin Daixin leaned in Murong Jing's arms, listened to his heartbeat, and suddenly felt that she understood his emotions.

He felt guilty and blamed himself, proud and worried.

Murong Jing is not a god. He could not guess what kind of world would be in the future civilization thousands of years later? He didn't know the true origin of Qin Daixin, so how could he think of the little woman in her arms having a hill and a valley in her chest and a world in her belly! It was because he didn't expect Qin Daixin to have such ability that he would be worried, afraid, afraid that she would follow him to face a war or a catastrophe. He was afraid that she would see the misfortune caused by the war. He was afraid that she would see tens of thousands of people. As for the scene where tens of thousands of people were holding cold weapons, he was afraid that she would see the scene of her body flying and blood splattering on the spot. He was even more afraid that he would not be able to protect her in such an environment...

I originally loved, I could do this...

"Actually, I hate war the most, but I'm not afraid of war at all." Qin Daixin's voice was very soft, as if she was asking for a beautiful story, "Since it is inevitable, we should face it well, are you right?" Even if he was not the prince of Dayong, he was also the Yanhuang King of Yan. For him, this war was like a passing year in his life. A hurdle. No matter what, he could not escape or escape.

She didn't want him to be distracted for his own reasons.

Murong Jing didn't say anything, but just hugged her tighter.

He always knew that the woman he was holding was extraordinary. She was so beautiful, so stubborn and so proud. She never despised being anyone, and only being the most special self. Under her seemingly cold appearance, she actually had a passionate heart that was beating just for the people she cared about.

Murong Jing's mouth was slightly raised, what can he do? He was actually the lucky one she cared about?

"Okay, let's face it together."

This sentence is like a spell, breaking the barrier between them.

Qin Daixin and Murong Jing are two people who are completely different and very similar in nature. They live in different time and space. They should be like two parallel lines and never intersect. But who knows what God is doing? After several changes and transformations, the two parallel lines actually intersect. Once this unexplainable thing becomes a fact, it will become even more incredible and incredible.

Although the two people are attracted to each other and appreciate each other, one is filled with past and obsession and cannot let go of it no matter how hard it is; the other is filled with uncertainty and doubts, and he dare not try it easily.

Until this moment, Murong Jing jumped off the cliff with Qin Daixin. Qin Daixin's doubts were gone. She finally decided to have a good love, and Murong Jing also let go of the burden in her heart and decided to advance and retreat with Qin Daixin.

This result is the best. Two hearts, which are separated by a gap, finally stick together, regardless of each other.

So sometimes hardship is also a kind of adhesive. As long as you stand the test, everything will get better.

Qin Daixin sighed for a moment and murmured: "The fire is about to go out, I still want to eat rabbits."

A sentence that is unrelated to the wind and horses.

Murong Jing waved the feeling of thousands of words in his heart and slowly pulled Qin Daixin out of his arms, "I'll make a fire, you're responsible for getting the rabbit."

A woman nodded and tinkered with the rabbit.

The night was as dark as water, and a cluster of firelights jumped naughtyly in the open space, making the faces of a pair of lovers red.

Qin Daixin packed up the rabbit and decided to go to the pool to wash.

"Well, I'll go wash the rabbit." Although the relationship between the two is extraordinary now, Qin Daixin can't find a suitable name to call Murong Jing. He just called him a name, which seems too unfamiliar and does not match their current relationship. He calls him the prince, and it seems to be fake, so Qin Daixin simply ignores this problem, pretends not to notice, and shoots his legs and leaves.

She didn't notice it, but someone noticed it.

Murong Jing grabbed her arm and looked at her with bright eyes.

Qin Daixin felt that there were too many things in his eyes, and she couldn't bear it for a moment. She quickly turned her head over and ran to the pool as if she was hiding, "That, I'm still washing rabbits!"

tmd, when did we ever be so cowardly?

Murong Jing obviously would not be fooled by her easily, and asked her with a little unyielding meaning, "Do you want to call me 'that' in front of others in the future? Which one is that?"

"Of course I call you prince in front of others!" Qin Dai was confident and felt a little lacking in confidence after being confident.

They have discussed this issue.

Murong Jing insisted that Qin Daixin call him the small characters, but Qin Daixin felt that she couldn't say it. The only time she opened her mouth and called him the small characters was because she was drunk.

Under the moonlight and in the firelight, Murong Jing's eyes were full of naked expectations, as if as long as Qin Daixin called his small words, everything would be a foregone conclusion.

Qin Dai was so embarrassed. She was an idiot in terms of love. Her theoretical knowledge was limited to Chunxin's secret love. Her practical knowledge was taught to her by Murong Jing.

She has never done anything to declare sovereignty nakedly.

"That, isn't it good to call him Prince?" Qin Daixin lost her way and simply used the method she despised in the past - acting spoiled.

Unfortunately, Murong Jing doesn't take this trick at all.

"The prince is called to outsiders. You are an insider, so you can't be like them." Murong Jing said seriously, and Qin Daixin's eyes were about to fall out when she heard it.

What are the outsiders, the insiders? Murong Jing, your uncle, have you learned to joke about this thousand-year-old ice? Or are you still kidding about the old age.

"Or how about I call you Xiao Bingbing?" He held his face all day long and looked like a piece of ice. This name was perfect.

Someone's face was so dark that he gritted his teeth and giggled, as if he was about to remove Qin Daixin into his stomach.

"Uh, this name is not very good, why not change it, that's called..." While Qin Daixin was still thinking about it, Murong Jing had already made the decision for her.

"Call me Duan Rui." His tone was a habitual domineering and unquestionable.

It's overbearing.

Qin Daixin shook her head and pouted unconsciously, as if these two words were like beasts. It was too numb and she couldn't shout them out.

She didn't know how attractive this reality was. Her red lips were particularly beautiful under the moonlight, which made someone's heart feel lustful.

Murong Jing was an action-oriented faction. He bullied her without saying anything. His warm mouth accurately captured Qin Daixin and felt her tenderness fiercely. He had wanted to do this for a long time. It seemed that the longer he separated, the deeper he missed her. This girl was like a quagmire. He met her in an endless stream, but she fell deeper and could not extricate herself.

Murong Jing sighed silently, unconsciously stroked the back of her head, inserted it into her hair, deepening the kiss...

When dry firewood encounters fire, it is out of control.

Qin Daixin was dizzy at this time and quietly climbed onto Murong Jing's shoulder with rabbit blood. This smelly ice cube, with such good kissing skills, must have practiced with many women...

The random-thinking person only felt a chill on his chest, and he suddenly had goose bumps on his body. She suddenly came to her senses and saw a large area of ​​creamy skin on her chest, leaving only a ginger bellyband and a few layers of white breast wrapping...

She came as a man, so she naturally had to wrap her breasts up to be decent.

However, it seems that she is poor in men's clothing now, and looks like a man, two "men" are playing tricks under the moon's gaze...

Qin Daixin only felt her head "buzzing". She used her strength to push Murong Jing away, tucked her clothes randomly in a few seconds, and said dryly: "I'm hungry."

Perhaps she was really hungry, her stomach screamed in a very good manner, and then another one.

Murong Jing frowned, not liking the feeling of emptyness in his arms, but he also heard Qin Daixin's stomach scream, so he said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to wash the rabbit."

Qin Daixin felt embarrassed and wanted to say no, but then she remembered what they had just said to face together, so she stopped and walked towards the pool in the moonlight.

A pool of stagnant water looks clear.

Qin Daixin looked carefully. Although the night was very thick, the moon was very big. She could clearly see some fish with finger lengths flowing in the water through the moonlight.

The water is not poisonous.

Qin Daixin then cleaned up the rabbit.

Her prudence and carefulness fell in Murong Jing's eyes. Such a smart woman really found a treasure.

Suddenly, Qin Daixin stopped the movement in her hand, raised her ears and listened carefully.

Murong Jing's mind tightened. He kept paying attention to the movements around him, but found nothing. Could it be that she had discovered the crisis?

Just then...

"Murrong Duanrui, listen quickly, there is a sound of water." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!