Thinking that it might be her grandfather to take care of her admirers in the dungeon, Qingya plucked up her courage and walked into the bedroom.

She and tilt the blue matter to be able to leave for a while.

As long as Grandpa comes back, or finds a family, she can live with her family, and there will be a world of her own.

To comfort herself like this, she clenched her fist and told herself: there is nothing terrible, nothing can't go, no!

And tilt blue Leng Leng to see her straight back of the lonely figure, looking at her stiff arms hanging on both sides of the body, as well as the hands clenched into fists, he felt her sad and forbearing.

In connection with all the causes and consequences, he suddenly realized what kind of harm it was to her to be estranged after returning to the palace.

Stride to catch up with her, but dare not speak up.

In the past, he would have shouted recklessly, but now, he is reluctant to let the soldiers in the dark see the jokes, and dare not disturb the parents in the suite, afraid that they will worry about their own affairs.

The eyebrows are locked tightly, the steps are light, but the life is patient and follows silently.

Waiting to catch up with Qingya, he walked upstairs and went back to the room. When she closed the door, he firmly supported the door plate, looked at her half face with tears in his eyes, and whispered: "Yaya!"

Qingya never looked at him and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm tired and want to sleep."

Tilt blue don't want to let go, tight lips line stiff, revealed the uneasiness of the bottom of my heart.

After a few seconds of standstill, he said: "I was worried about adoration and didn't know whether he was dead or alive, so when I face you, no matter how I get along with you, I feel guilty about adoration. Ya ya, can you imagine that the time I can spend with you is in exchange for my brother's safety and even his life. My heart is hard to rest! But Yaya, it has nothing to do with Zhang Ling. When I saved her, I knew it wasn't you, but I made everything of her today. If I didn't write down her ID card number, and didn't let the soldiers send her back to her grandparents, I wouldn't attract other people's attention, and yundanxi would not use this to change her fate. I saved her because my heart was hard, there was nothing else! You just asked me about her. I didn't tell you in time, but I forgot it at all! After I rescued her, I was knocked unconscious by my little uncle. After I woke up, I followed adoration to negotiate how to rescue you. So from her being taken away by my little uncle to now, I don't know her condition. Even if you don't mention me, I forgot her existence. So you asked me, I thought it was you who wanted to know, so I called you to ask my uncle. I laugh, not because she's OK, but because I think I can do something for you and do it, so I'm happy. "

For such a long time, what Qinglan said is very sincere.

And in the suite, linglie and his wife know that eavesdropping is not good, but they still snuggle up to each other, lying on the bed and watching the gallery tilt blue to explain the elegance.

Linglie is very pleased that Qinglan is very low-key this time, and has not made it known to all.

"In the past, when turning back from Qingya, Qinglan would shout and rush forward and hold her to explain. I wouldn't be surprised if even more impulsive things were done."

"But now tilt blue, obviously more stable, not so impetuous."

"Well, not impetuous, but still lack of love experience."

"It doesn't matter. As long as they are honest with each other, their way will be better and better."

When linglie and his wife heard this, they turned off the video directly because they could predict the result.

And the elegant in the door, listening to the words of Qinglan, was a little happy, but still hesitant and uneasy: "you really don't like her? If she stood in front of you and said you promised to marry her, what would you do? "

Qinglan looked at her calmly and carefully, and said seriously: "Zhang Ling and I are childlike. I'm a pure and elegant man. I'm invincible in true love. "

In the future, no matter who asks about his relationship with Zhang Ling and Shi Qingya, he will use this sentence as a response.

The boy's devout eyes fell on her face without blinking.

It seems that she hesitated for a long time, and then she had to admit: "besides, I didn't know you were wearing a mask. I've seen your eyes, but I haven't seen your real face. What I thought before, even in my dream, is what you were before. I think you were the most beautiful in the world before, but this time I met you, you became so dazzling, like the brightest moon on the Danube. Ya ya, I'm actually shy and surprised. I need time to get used to it. I think you are more and more beautiful, and I'm afraid that I can't match you. I know that I'm familiar with you, and I've been very close before, but I always feel that I'm afraid that I'm weak. I want to guard you and take care of you. "

He saw the blurred light and shadow in her pupil, and the tears appeared like rainbows. He didn't taste them, but he knew they were sweet.

Because the taste is the same as his mind: "probably because of the loss last time, so this time will be particularly treasured."

Love is the most magical magic between heaven and earth. Lovers' emotions can soar to the sky because of one sentence or fall into hell because of one sentence.

When Qingya heard his voice and heard him recite his name completely, this kind of steady and warm feeling made her want to cry happily.

In particular, he made it clear that he didn't like Zhang Ling. What he really loved was her. It was elegant.

He also said that he was shy and cherished more because he recovered from the loss.

Isn't that what she hopes for and dreams for?

"You'd better remember what you said today!"

Her hand against the doorframe was withdrawn, and she grabbed the blue collar and grabbed him from the outside into the room.

Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he opened the door, he said he was afraid of hurting her.

As soon as the door is closed, the little girl puts him on the door board, hooks her hands around his neck, pulls him down, and pastes her delicate lips. She wants to confirm that this moment is real, and kisses him with all her strength.

Tilt blue by elegant enthusiasm impact of brain hypoxia.

He was afraid that he would push her away, or not pander to her, or stop first, which would make her think that he was alienating her, so he could only carefully encircle her in his arms and let her do anything to himself, and he would cooperate gently.

Until the little girl was tired, a pair of heels fell to the ground, fell on his heart and gasped for breath, he also put his chin gently on her head.

The little head rubbed and rubbed on his heart, and the voice of a girl who was domineering and proud of her pet rang out: "in the future, here, I am the only one who can call the wind and call the rain."

Tilt blue to nod seriously: "must!"