"No." He Zheng's fingertips slid down the back of her neck and stroked her back.
"I am devoted to my career, and love is like holding a torch against the wind; it will surely burn my hands."
"It is the most useless thing in the world."
How can we indulge in lust when our great cause has not yet been accomplished?
Jiang Qingyao listened to He Zheng's voice and trembled slightly uncontrollably.
So what about now? Is it still useless?
Jiang Qingyao didn't ask the question in the end, but asked another question instead: "Is it okay to tell me this?"
The poison in his body, his conspiracy with Your Majesty.
He Zheng looked at her deeply, "You are different."
Huh? This again?
This time Jiang Qingyao couldn't hold back, and she put her fingertips on his lips, "What's different? Tell me quickly."
He Zheng: “…”
She was always so unexpected.
Beneath this gorgeous and delicate appearance lies a lively, vivid and delightful soul.
Suddenly, He Zheng grabbed her fingertips and said in a hoarse voice: "You are my wife, so you are different."
Would being his wife allow me to know his secrets?
Jiang Qingyao withdrew her fingertips, turned around and got into the quilt. A soft voice came: "Let's just sleep under the quilt tonight."
Between beauty and her life, of course her life is more important.
"Yeah." He Zheng didn't say anything else. He blew out the candle, and the thick night spread in the dormitory.
At this moment, Jiang Qingyao only felt that her heart was beating faster and faster.
The scene just now kept circling in my mind and I couldn't get rid of it.
Jiang Qingyao thought about it and decided that she couldn't be the only one whose heart was beating fast. She had almost completely lost face just now, so it wouldn't matter if she waited a little longer.
She quickly turned over, also like a tiger, and lay directly on He Zheng, with her ears pressed against his chest.
"Let me hear if your heartbeat quickens."
He Zheng had no idea that some people would even be competitive in this matter.
Her long black hair was loose, her slightly red face was resting on his chest, her hands were on his shoulders, and her brows were slightly furrowed.
"How come you're not a very volatile person at all?"
Is there nothing in this world that can make his heart boil?
"Yaoyao, do you want me to be moved?" He Zheng stroked her cheek with his big hand.
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