Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 502 The heaviness of relief, as if taking one's own heart with one's own hands

The man sighed softly, staring at the woman's reddish eye sockets, his heart softened beyond belief.

After all, he couldn't bear to see her in such pain, so uncomfortable.

There is nothing wrong with her, and there is nothing wrong with loving someone.

It's just a pity that the person she loves is not him.

Ji Shaofeng raised his hand and placed it in the air, wanting to touch her face again, just like every time when he was young, gently touching her eyebrows with his fingertips, feeling the temperature on her face, and ironing his throbbing heart.

The cool wind blows, and the hustle and bustle of the night market blows away the dazed attachment in his heart little by little.

He put his hand down in astonishment, and sank lazily into the chair behind him.

He looked up, the vast sea of ​​stars in the night, the tranquility seemed to be another world, the mysterious dream was like the heart of An Qiyue, the exquisite beauty of the seven orifices.

But he can only see it but not touch it, let alone walk into its depths.

All obsessions, once negative emotions appear, it will be meaningless to persist.

Ji Shaofeng seemed relieved for a moment.

The heaviness of relief, like taking one's own heart with one's own hands, hides cold blood.

He withdrew his indifferent gaze, a cool smile curled on the corner of his lips, he met the woman's starry black eyes, and said half-jokingly: "Qiqi, if we let go, it will make us feel better for each other, then I accept your apology. I have no shortage of admirers, you have to realize that once you give up on me, you will give up everything you have of me!"

An Qiyue breathed a sigh of relief, and the sadness in her eyes disappeared.

With a relaxed smile on her face, she curled her lips and said, "Then I will spend the rest of my life in regrets?"

Ji Shaofeng picked up his chopsticks and put the vegetables he liked into his mouth, and said with a casual smile: "I knew you didn't have the kindest intentions to eat with me. I thought I had made enough plans to be abused by you, and waited until you really started to abuse me." Only then did I realize that your skill is more vicious than it was four years ago. However, this is also very good. Qi Qi, you will be happy whether you have me or not."

"Okay!" An Qiyue choked up her throat and replied hoarsely.

The man put down his chopsticks, his face was full of twilight, he lowered his voice, and said threateningly: "If I find that you are not doing well, I will snatch you here, whether you are willing or not, even if you are strong, you must be strong." about you!"

An Qiyue's heart was moved, as if she had been pricked by a needle, and she was numb. She had a strong nasal voice, lowered her eyes, and replied, "Okay."

...

It was late at night, and the two of them chatted one after another.

An Qiyue was a little blinded by the wine, and her eyes were hazy.

She felt that her throat was a little hoarse and uncomfortable, as if she was being roasted by a fire, and her mouth was dry.

She half-closed her eyes, and her head was also chaotic and uncomfortable. She gasped for a while and said, "Brother Shaofeng, there is a book about Xianxia. I want to play the heroine. Can you come and play two scenes?" ?”

Ji Shaofeng raised his brows slightly, as if he was very interested, and said, "Whose book is it, and who is going to direct it?"

An Qiyue... With the status of a man today, asking him to guest star in a little-known web drama is really a shame.

She cheekily described the fairy tale script recommended by Aya, and then looked at the man with winking eyes.

Her eyes were a little heavy, and the man in front of her became more and more radiant, with a fairy-like flair like a god walking down a scroll, so good-looking that one couldn't help but want to hug him and lick him.

(End of this chapter)