Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 983 The Man Wrapped Her Gently In His Arms, Her Head Bend In His Arms
The light golden glazed floor reflects the bright ceiling lights, and the floor is clean without any dust.

A few scattered Roman columns stand majestically in the hall.

The purple and luxurious bow-shaped curtains in the distance are rolled up in clusters, and sitting at the front seat of the dining table, you can see the cool moonlight outside through the windows under the bow-shaped curtains.

In short, the angle where An Qiyue sat had a very wide view, and she could see the pleasant moonlight when she looked up.

Opposite to her left is Shura, and opposite to her right is Xia Shang.

Behind Xia Shang stood Chi Mu who was serving, and behind Shura was Ricky. As for her, she was naturally simple.

It has been 2 minutes since the three of them sat down, and the atmosphere continued to be quiet and indifferent, with a strange biting coolness.

An Qiyue took the lead in breaking the silence, and said, "Are you talking after eating, or eating after talking? My suggestion is to chat when you are full."

As soon as Xia Shang entered the door from An Qiyue, his eyes fell on her quietly like a sucker. He was surprised to see An Qiyue here.

This is the second time they have met since two years ago.

The last time they were in Ji's old house, they didn't say anything, let alone the past.

Now, Xia Shang read a trace of tenacity and determination from the girl's clear and clean eyes, and seemed to vaguely realize something.

He looked at her, as warm and loving as in the countless pictures before, but it was different, as if there was an extra shallow alienation.

He called her coolly and gently, "Xiao Qi!"

An Qiyue lowered her eyes, her heart trembled uncontrollably, and she was trying her best to adjust the breath that was out of rhythm.

She stirred the steaming milk in front of her, and hummed softly.

After a moment of silence, he still called out, "Brother Xia Shang".

Xia Shang's eyes moistened a bit, and a gentle warm current flashed across his heart, "It's been hard for you these years."

An Qiyue fluttered her eyelashes, and she felt that her vision became a little blurry, as if she couldn't even see the milk in the glass clearly through a layer of fog.

She shook her head, "It's not bitter."

She paused and raised her head, her eyes filled with mist.

She said: "I'm sorry, brother Xia Shang, I failed you. Two years ago, before I was forced to leave the imperial capital, I told you very clearly. I thought you should let it go. Now think about what Mo Xiaoqi left for you." The hurt was so deep-rooted that you're still holding it up to this day. It's all my fault!"

Xia Shang curled his lips and smiled brightly, "No, it's my problem. Xiao Qi, don't worry about it. In fact, when you asked Jian Jian to come to me, I already knew the most real thing in your heart. Thoughts. I have no other intentions. I came to Paris to end the grievances between me and Shura, and to give you the gift that I didn’t have time to give when you were Xiao Qi. It’s my happiness for you in the future Blessings."

An Qiyue blinked her eyes, and her eye sockets became sore uncontrollably. She resisted the soreness in her heart, and her chest was full of suffocating pain.

then…

Back then, before her accident, Xia Shang said that there was a gift for her, but he had to wait until after receiving the certificate.

That night, it should be such a moonlit night, the military area in the deep mountains should be cooler at night.

They sat on the top of the hill and looked at the bright moon above. The man held her tenderly in his arms, and her head was in the crook of his arms.

She tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes were clearer than the moon, "Brother Xia Shang, I don't want any gifts. My biggest wish in this life is to be with you. I hope that Master can let go of his grievances and let me go." , let us go."

(End of this chapter)