At this moment.

Zhao Rong's free left hand suddenly raised, moved forward, and hugged the slender waist of the woman who was very close to him.

A domineering pull.

In an instant.

The warm fragrant nephrite crashed into my arms.

Seeing that Zhao Rong not only held her hand, but also went the extra mile to hug her.

Zhao Lingfei's eyes suddenly widened, her breasts that were pressed by him rose and fell violently, and she looked at the shameless bastard in front of her with some disbelief.

How did he become so bad?

She bit her red lips, twisted her shoulders, and tried hard to break away from his embrace.

"You bastard, let me go!"

"I won't let you go, even if I die. You are my wife, and I am your husband. Be good, and my wife will be obedient..."

All of a sudden.

The two of them were entangled together on the delicate water-like beach under the warm setting sun.

If someone passes by the beach at this time and looks at it from a distance, they will definitely smile knowingly and think that it is another young couple quarreling...

Not long after.

On the beach, their bodies both calmed down and remained motionless, standing as quietly as the setting sun at dusk.

Zhao Lingfei, who is about to reach the Heavenly Will Realm, still cannot break free from the arms of Zhao Rong, who is ascending to the Heavenly Realm...

Zhao Rong held Concubine Zhao Ling tenderly, holding her slim waist with one hand and stroking her thin back with the other.

He buried his head in her hair, his face pressed against her red little ears, which were soft and warm, making him want to take a bite, but he couldn't let go.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath.

What enters the nose is the fragrance of the lady's virgin body, which is quiet, fragrant and sweet.

He couldn't help but hugged her tighter.

Don't want to lose her again.

Zhao Lingfei's head was also resting on his shoulder, but her hands dropped weakly, and she did not hug him. She remained motionless and allowed him to hold her.

Zhao Rong's nose was itchy due to Zhao Lingfei's somewhat messy black hair, and her pointed chin was a bit irritating.

However, Zhao Rong didn't pay attention, but squinted his eyes to look at the setting sun in the distance that was about to completely fall from the sky to the sea.

He gently shook Zhao Lingfei's delicate body, turned his head and sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and breathed softly next to her bright red ear beads:

"Qingjun, my husband is wrong."

"I'm just a bastard. After you left, I only realized how good you were before..."

"On the wedding night, actually... I really forgot that white jade plaque. I didn't forget it on purpose. If you are willing to listen, I will tell you in detail..."

Zhao Rong paused, but Zhao Lingfei, whose expression could not be seen on his shoulder, made no sound.

Zhao Rong smiled bitterly and said:

"Qingjun, I lost my memory at the time. This is really not that old-fashioned excuse. I found the white jade plaque in front of my mother's grave and was buried by my old self... The moment I saw the white jade plaque, I remembered

I signed a love agreement with you, but... I didn't have complete memory at the time. I just felt sorry and thought about going north to return the favor to you, but then I experienced a lot on the road..."

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and continued softly:

"After going through many, many experiences, I completely integrated the previous memories, and I realized that you really existed beside me. It turns out that those memories were all experienced by me personally with you."

"I can't forget that some people embroidered for me, some knitted clothes for me, some were in a daze for me, some waited for me, and some cried for me."

"Perhaps I didn't like you before, and even disliked you, but now I have a different feeling about every bit of my time with you, and it's different from before. Now I'm sure...

I love you."

Zhao Rong gently shook the quiet Qingjun in his arms.

The setting sun on the sea sent the last ray of afterglow into his eyes, dyeing his bright eyes red.

His eyes were bright and full of brilliant golden color.

But his heart was not in this gorgeous scenery, but in the dream with her.

As I said, you have to look straight at your heart.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes, his face buried in her black hair, and his lips lightly touched a small, round, red ear bead.

Concubine Zhao Ling's delicate body trembled.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, closest to her ears, eager for her to hear all his thoughts.

"So this time I am here to repay the jade, not as a guest, but as a returnee."

"Qingjun."

He said softly:

"I, Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu, am extremely greedy.

It requires both your heart and your body.

I want to hold you in the daytime,

I want to hold you at dusk,

I want to caress you in the dark night,

I want to kiss you awake in the morning."

Zhao Rong closed his eyes tightly between her black hair.
Chapter completed!