"good."

Hearing this slightly gentle voice, she was even more surprised and immediately looked up at him: "You are very strange, this is not like you. Please keep your glacial appearance that has not melted for ten thousand years. I am a little uncomfortable with it."

Suddenly, a light and low laugh came into her mind. Without giving her a chance to react, she fell into a warm embrace the next moment: This, this is not only about taking action, but also about being a hooligan. What's going on?

Suddenly, she changed from wanting to be alone to a sweet story.

This is as fast as a rocket. Rong Qing said that from the ground to the atmosphere, please give her an oxygen tank to slowly advance, first!

Her mind flashed inappropriately at various times, filled with the novels of all genres that she had read in her spare time, squeezed out like toothpaste, during her second life's great escape.

Of course, there are a lot of melodramatic stories, such as sweet pet stories, strong female characters, sadomasochistic stories, and especially rebirth stories, which are like the kind where you ignored me in your previous life, but I made you out of reach in this life, and then you chased your wife to the crematorium, and then they reunited with a perfect ending. I have also read a lot of them.

Reality is always reality. Although Rong Qing felt that her personal experience was more exciting than novels, she only had a small blossoming of love with him emotionally. Later, because he was devoted to the country, the time they spent together was limited. And he was young and brave, and had no idea of ​​the hidden dangers and the wolves that surrounded him.

This ultimately led to such a tragedy!

When he said he was resentful, he was actually just unwilling to give in at the beginning, and he also felt resentful about the imbalance between emotional input and return on a psychological level!

As time passed in her second life and she experienced so many things, love became really insignificant in the face of life and death. Later, with her insights from cultivation, she seemed to gradually understand Jiang Zimo's patriotism in that special era.

Slowly, he relaxed. Who would have thought that he still had a demon in his heart? Not to mention that this was the first time in his entire life that he had been hugged by a member of the opposite sex. When Rong Qing came to his senses, his first reaction was to push him away.

Not only did I not push him away, but he hugged me even tighter.