Chapter 150 Snow Pavilion (2)
She raised her eyes quietly, his silhouette was in her eyes, he only looked at the front, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened inexplicably, his lips were as thin as snow, his nose was straight, his eyebrows and eyes seemed like distant mountains, his eyes were like stars, always Calm, always informal.

When she looked at him, she felt a lot of sourness in her heart. From such a close distance, she could see his perfection, and she could even see the imperfection in the perfection. Such an elegant outline was tainted with haggardness that she had never had before.

Qin Zi, I saved you, but I still hurt you!
At the end of the path is a four-cornered pavilion that accompanies the lotus pond. The pavilion stands in the center of the lotus pond, and a bright lamp is lit inside. From a distance, it looks like a bright lamp blooming in the tide, until it illuminates the entire lake.

Being in it, whether it is near or far, high or low, there is a sense of tranquility. The mountains in the distance and the water in the vicinity are all hidden in the vast snow.

Yu Jian glanced around and saw that he had nowhere to go. Seeing him stop, she asked, "Are you still going?"

Startled, he lowered his head to look at her and just smiled without saying a word.

Yu Jian suddenly realized, blushing, and glared at him angrily: "Put me down, I want to go back!"

Qin Zi smiled again, walked a few steps up, walked into the pavilion, put her on a soft couch covered with fox fur, and looked at her as if wronged: "I carried you for an hour It’s not easy to bring you here to see the snow, but your feet just touched the ground, and you said you want to go back, it’s a bit cruel!”

"You're wishful thinking, asking for guilt, what have I to do with you?" Yu Jian glanced around again, and glared at him: "It's just white flowers here, what's there to see? I'm going back!"

He was about to get up as he spoke, but was pushed back by Qin Zi. He propped himself up, condescending, and with a wave of his hand, rows of bamboo curtains fell down in unison, blocking the wind and snow outside, and the red flames jumped, The pavilion is as warm as spring.

Qin Ziliao hugged her and fell back, falling into the soft couch. It was rare for her to play tricks. No matter how hard she pushed her, she would not let go. She just said: "Ah Jian, everything is actually an excuse. I just want to find someone who doesn't care. I will stay quietly with you in a place where people live!"

"Let go! Don't forget, you still have a wife. Even if you don't care, please consider other people's feelings!" Yu Jian glared at him angrily, but her cheeks flushed uncooperatively.

Qin Zi looked at her, slowly closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her waist, closed his eyes, with a smile on his lips: "If she is still the former Hanlu Gongfang, I might apologize, but Now……"

As if he was talking in his sleep, he didn't continue talking, his breathing was shallow, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yu Jian was startled, and tried to ask, "You know everything?"

He didn't answer, and he didn't respond for a long time. His handsome eyebrows relaxed, and the fatigue he had once shown was hidden in the corners of his eyes.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand, wanting to touch his face, but suddenly hesitated, and slowly retracted.

This person in front of me should have hated him, but I don't know when, the hatred has gradually disappeared, and now I want to hate but I can't hate him anyway. It turns out that it is so difficult to hate someone!
The cold wind was cold, and the north wind rustled hypnotic songs one after another, and those who were awake fell asleep, ushering in a clear scene, while Qin Ziliao, who had his eyes closed, opened them leisurely, with his right hand habitually Caressing her eyebrow gently, the movement is gentle, just afraid of disturbing her dream.

After hesitating for a long time, she still gently removed the veil that covered half of her face. The blood swallow was lying quietly under the corner of her eyes, but it was deeply engraved in his heart. He saw the scar like a blood swallow with his own eyes. It appeared on her face, he thought she would throw a tantrum, or cry a lot... But she didn't, so she just accepted it so plainly, which made him feel at a loss.

He would rather that she really just cry a lot, or even make a fuss at himself, rather than let her put away all her pain in silence!

Even like her, he expressed his indifference and never mentioned this matter because he knew that it was the greatest comfort for her to be unconsoled!

"I wish I could just look at you like this forever, A-Jian, I want to own you selfishly, and I hope you will be happy! So, A-Jian, do whatever you want, even if I let you go, as long as If you want, as long as you are good, everything will be fine!"

(End of this chapter)

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