Xuan Mingche knelt on the ground, hoarsely, his mouth full of Qiao Yiqing's name—

Everyone was worried when they heard this.

When Qiao Yiqing saw this scene, she ignored everything and ran out excitedly, bringing tears all the way.

Cang Hanlin behind him reached out to stop him, but grabbed the sky, his arms froze in the air, and he was reluctant to fall down for a long time-

She finally left him and ran out,,,,,,,,,

Everyone saw a red figure suddenly flying over and pounced towards Xuan Mingche, hugging him tightly, as if he was about to rub him into his body.

Xuan Mingche was in extreme sorrow, and was held in his arms by a fierce force, and his heartbreaking expression was temporarily frozen.

Then there were heart-wrenching crying sounds on his ears.

"I'm not dead! I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Why are you so stupid? Why are you so stupid - wuwu - do you want to feel sorry for me? What should you do if you want me to do-"

Qiao Yiqing cried loudly for the first time since she was born, her voice was deafening and heartbroken.

Each word contains deep thoughts and deep affection.

How can such a man not love her and not think about her?

"You bastard! You're too much! Do you know how painful my heart is when you see you like this-"

Qiao Yiqing's crying made Xuan Mingche a little confused and dull, and his whole body was stiff and forgot to react.

Qiao Yiqing beat his back hard, blaming and scolding him angrily, but every sentence was filled with deep love.

Xuan Ming's bloody eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and his mind gradually became clear-

He pushed Qiao Yiqing away excitedly, looked at the intact person in front of him, and had long lost his words. He looked at her with a breath of breath and focused, and his hands trembled and stroked Qiao Yi's tearful face.

Qiao Yiqing held Xuan Mingche's trembling hands, sobbed and nodded: "I'm here, I've been there all the time, I'll never leave you. Qiao Yiqing will definitely die behind Xuan Mingche!"

Xuan Mingche's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and it was excited to overflow from her eyes and slowly slipped down, but her face frowned in disagreement, and reached out to block her lips.

He wouldn't allow her to die!

He will collapse!

Qiao Yiqing stroked his cheek with heartache and wiped the blood beads for him one by one. Her voice trembled: "Why are you so stupid? Every drop of your blood is so shocking. It hurts so much here, and it's about to explode!"

As he said that, Qiao Yiqing took Xuan Mingche's hand and placed it on her chest, allowing him to feel her worries and heartache.

He smiled, and a bright smile rose from the corner of his mouth, dazzlingly making people dizzy.

He said nothing, as if all words had lost their effect in front of him. He only used one force to hug Qiao Yiqing tightly and let her return to his arms.

He wants to feel her well, he wants to confirm her authenticity—

He was so scared that every cell was trembling.

I am afraid that Qiao Yiqing will leave, and I am afraid that Qiao Yiqing will have a short and small relationship.

With the scene just now, Xuan Mingche understood fear.

It was an emotion he had never tried and never dabbled in.

He thought he was fearless and invincible, but Qiao Yiqing was his fatal injury.

Qiao Yiqing felt his whole body trembling and comforted softly: "Don't worry, I'm here."

"Luckily, you are still there-" After a long time, a hoarse voice whispered at Qiao Yiqing's neck.

He deeply smelled Qiao Yiqing's breath and touched her skin. Every feeling made him excited, like a young man who had just started to fall in love.

Qiao Yiqing felt soft-hearted and couldn't help but hug him tighter: "Fortunately, you are also--"

"Qing, I love you-"

A sentence weighs a thousand pounds, and even Xuan Mingche himself doesn't understand how much emotion this sentence contains.

Qiao Yiqing rarely heard Xuan Mingche's confession, and a surprise arose in her heart. She raised her head and stared at his bloody eyes, responding with affection: "I love you too!"

As she said that, she kissed his pale lips and tossed and sucked little by little, as if she was tasting delicious food.

Xuan Mingche was moved by her stimulation, and she put her down, slept on her legs, and kissed her even more intensely.

At this time, there were only two people in everyone's sight who were kneeling on the ground and kissing.

Silver hair and red clothes are like bondage, and the relationship between them forms a beautiful landscape in this world.

Everyone was silent, as if they were infected by this heartbreakingly beautiful picture, with a little wet corner of their eyes.

Cang Hanlin, who was standing not far away, had pain flashed across his pupils and turned quietly.

At that moment, tears fell—

This place does not belong to him, and he is not qualified to disturb her happiness.

As long as she is happy, it will be fine no matter what she asks him to do, even if she dies.

As my steps gradually moved far away, my clothes flew, my expression was solemn, stepping on my heart step by step, and it hurt so much.

Qiao Yiqing, immersed in Xuan Mingche's arms, had already ignored Cang Hanlin's existence. She checked his eyes and wounds with distress: "What's going on? Why is it covered in blood? What's wrong with your eyes?"

Xuan Mingche curled the corners of her mouth, held the back of her head, and couldn't help but kiss her tears: "I'm fine, I'm just frightened. I thought you - so I was overly emotional."

"You fool, how could it be me who fell on it? Am I so weak and stupid?" Qiao Yiqing blamed him unhappily.

"I have lost my mind and have no time and energy to think so much. Don't be angry-" Xuan Mingche touched Qiao Yiqing's face with a flattering touch.

When Qiao Yiqing heard this, her heart felt sad. She hugged him again, rubbed her in his arms, and choked and said, "What should I do with you?"

When Xuan Mingche saw that she was about to cry again, she hurriedly advised: "Don't cry, when you cry, my heart trembled."

"No! I'm going to cry, let me cry!" After many years, Qiao Yiqing has never shed a single tear. This time she wants to vent all the grievances and fears in her heart.

She is also a person with feelings, a woman who needs care and pampering.

She could pretend to be cold-blooded and indifferent than anyone else, but when facing Xuan Mingche, she couldn't do it.

"You know, I can't live without you! You have to be fine--" Qiao Yiqing cried bitterly, hugging Xuan Mingche's waist tightly, and saying the most numb words in her life.

Xuan Mingche indulged her, patted her sobbing back, and whispered: "Well, I hope to win the heart of one person and never leave each other forever. Wherever you are, there must be my eyes and my eyes."

The two of them expressed their feelings, and they were intimate and warm, and a sharp rebuke suddenly rang out.

"You bitch, let go of Master Xuanshi!"

I saw Tang Xinmiao, who was lying on the ground in the distance, got up with difficulty.

There was blood on the corner of her mouth, she was embarrassed and her eyes were fierce, and she moved towards Qiao Yiqing step by step.
Chapter completed!