Her fingers were gentle and she wandered on his cheeks. The warm touch made her love: "I once guessed that you might have left Luoyang and traveled around the world to enjoy the customs of the people? Or maybe you returned to your beautiful hometown and spend the rest of your life in peace, and from then on, you always live in that ink and wash river, just like what I painted on my fan?"

Su Zhi looked at the folding fan with intention, and simply supported his cheeks with his hands and leaned halfway on the soft pillow. This posture was more gentle and more convenient for her to "flirt". This man was so sensible.

"I have imagined many possibilities about your whereabouts, but the only person I have not thought of, what I expect and regret are far away in the sky and near in front of me?"

She tilted her head, stared at him with aura, and her hands stopped joking.

Perhaps because of his handsomeness, she turned her face shyly, avoiding his straight eyes, and sighed: "This is really... I'm looking for him for thousands of times. When I look back, the man is in the dim light."

He grabbed her hand and leaned it against his face, rubbing it like a treasure in his palm, expressing his love for her with all the subtle details.

"How much fate should be favored by me, so that I can send you to my side quietly?" She shyly with a hint of sadness, raised her eyes to him, "Heque, tell me, if I were not your 'soul-hearted person', that day... would you still block that knife for me?"

His eyes were shimmering. He held her hand and removed his chest, pressed it against the bandaged wound, pressing it tightly, making her feel her heartbeat. It is useless to answer this question with his mouth. He had to answer it with his heart: If you are not a soulmate, how could I let you go? If you are not in your heart, how could I make me worry about it?

If you are not a soulmate, if you want me to leave that day, I will leave and never look back. Why don’t you worry about your safety and go up the mountain to wade through this muddy water?

Youmeng's heart was like a spring breeze passing by, and a warm feeling was washed away, and she was called such a sensitive woman. But she could not resist this warmth and tenderness. Her eyes were tide, and she lowered her eyes as if she was avoided: "I understand. In fact, after you were hit by the knife, she hugged me tightly and protected me desperately. When I saw you bleeding and was almost broken, you kissed me at a critical moment and gave me courage, I already had the answer."

It was already fine, but the two of them were sweet and sweet when they were like this, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavier. Su Zhi saw that the tip of her nose was slightly red and there was a trace of water mist in her eyes. He pressed her hand tightly, for fear that she would pull away when she was sad.

"However, there are too many ruthless people in the world, and deep affection is always disappointed. I have been punished, so I lost him. Therefore, when you are seriously injured and unconscious, I was very scared! I am afraid of losing you after Liyou..." Fortunately, she didn't want to escape this time, and then lay down on her side and went to him, "Fortunately you woke up, and you returned to me..."

Su Zhi cooperated to open his arms, leaning back on his arms, with her head facing his chin.

"You have made me lose twice, and I think I will not be so lucky again for the third time." She raised her face lightly, her eyelashes could not cover the fiery desire in her eyes, "Are you willing to... stay for me?"
Chapter completed!