How can I not be familiar with...
Very familiar...
Except for his pupils that looked unfamiliar to her, every inch of his facial features was extremely familiar to her. Her heart felt like it was pricked by a needle and suddenly felt a little painful.
This is a feeling I have never had before.
Neiltan and his princess also came out.
Seeing the mask being taken off, everyone's face showed shock, as if they couldn't believe that the mask that the Lord of Teng Mansion had worn for years on his face would be taken off by a woman! !
Zhiyun looked at the face in front of her, shook her head gently, her pupils constricted, "Why, it's you, why..."
She tried to pull her hand back, but he grabbed it and held it together.
He stood in front of her at such a close distance, showing her all his ugliness and his dark side...
"It's me, Zhizhi, it's me." He murmured.
Some are mute, some are heavy, and some are choked.
Hearing his voice in this tone, Zhiyun felt as if her heart was stabbed again.
Han Qing let this man...
It really cost her her life!
Zhiyun pushed him away with all her strength, "Let me digest this first. I need to digest this fact."
The moment he was pushed away, his pupils suddenly changed, and the purple-gold pupils turned back to their original black. Except for the outfit that did not suit him, the person in front of him had returned to his original self.
"So, your real identity is the master of Teng Mansion, the helmsman of the highest power. Han Qingrang is just the identity you use to get close to me, is that right?" Zhiyun asked, slightly tilting her head and looking directly at him.
He replied, “Yes.”
Zhiyun asked again: "Are you devoted to me?"
"You are my heart. If you don't beat, I will die."
"Do you love me then?"
"Love, I love you as much as my life..."
"That's it!" she said.
But he thought it was over, the relationship between them was over. At this moment, he had never been so flustered before. He anxiously pulled her into his arms, "Zhizhi, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you. I was wrong..."
His humble tone really makes people feel heartbroken.
Why is this man like this!
She took the path of grievance, leaving her with no way to go on the road of grievance.
She was obviously the one being deceived!
Take a deep breath.
"I don't blame you, nor do I say we're over." Zhiyun looked at him, watching him panic and speak incoherently like an unwanted child.
Said to him, "At least this time, you chose to be honest and frank with me, and didn't lie to me again and again, right? Han Qingrang, my meaning is very simple. As long as it's you, I only want you. Do you understand now?"
She only wants him!
No matter who he is!
She thought that the moment she learned the truth, she might be afraid of him, because she knew too well what a terrifying person the rumored Lord of Teng Mansion was.
But when she really knew the truth, she realized that none of that mattered.
What matters is that this person is him, and that is enough.
Zhiyun's cheeks were suddenly held by a pair of hands, her cheeks lifted up, and his face was covered.
Strong and passionate.
It was as if he was trying to find a sense of security in her to comfort himself. Zhiyun cooperated with him, allowing him to gain that sense of security.
"Weave...weave...weave..."
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