Chapter 145: If his life is gone, Jun may drink tea in white clothes

Obviously not a pretty face, but with a soft flesh face, a certain part of his heart suddenly collapsed.
The backlog of negative emotions and darkness were suppressed at this moment.
Just because...
Her tears are too hot.
He also burned his soul.
"Han Fei."
He called her name softly.
Han Fei wiped away her tears fiercely with the back of her hand, and said, "Don't call my name! Don't call me in this tone! I'm angry! I'm angry! I'm going to leave!"
With that said, Han Fei turned her body, as if she was really leaving.
"clatter."
The drooping hand was violently grasped.
Han Fei turned her back to him, but there was an ecstasy in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.
He grabbed her hand, slowly exerted force, getting tighter and tighter. Han Fei was a little bit painful, but unwilling to break away. She opened her mouth and said something against her intentions: "What are you holding me for! I am leaving! Then I am leaving!"
He half-closed his eyes and said softly: "Stay."
Han Fei snorted heavily, and there was still a crying voice, and she tried her best to put on a disdainful tone, and said: "You let me go and leave, let me stay and stay, who do you think I am!"
Qin Che didn't answer, but his hands tightened.
Finally, he said lowly, "I'm sorry."
Han Fei's tears showed a tendency to burst again. How long she waited for this sorry sentence, until she was almost desperate.
But now she doesn't need this sentence, sorry.
She wants more, more, more.
"anything else."
Qin Che did not answer.
Han Fei couldn't help it anymore, turned around abruptly, looked at him stubbornly, and said seriously, word by word: "Qin Che, there's more."
Qin Che still did not speak.
Han Fei looked up to the sky, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "I will wait."
Both people understand what this sentence means.
Qin Che sighed and finally let go of his hand. He slowly squeezed the armchair and said, "Han Fei, you will regret it."
Will regret stepping into his dirty world.
Han Fei smiled wildly and said: "In this world, only things I don't want are things, nothing I regret."
As soon as this sentence fell, Han Fei became a little uncontrollable, and with a puff, she knelt on the ground, still knelt down on one knee.
She was a little stunned.
This action was something she was not prepared to do.
She was a little horrified, wondering whether the function of the little assistant in the scene hadn't ended yet!
Qin Che was also stunned as he watched Han Fei kneel down.
When Han Fei just wanted to open her mouth to explain that she just slipped her foot for a while, her mouth couldn't say the least.
Han Fei has a big in her heart!
All the grievances, sadness and hypocritical emotions have disappeared, only panic is left!
Here comes here, this long-lost feeling of being unable to control oneself! What is to be done again!
Han Fei turned pale, but in Qin Che's eyes, it turned into a solemn expression.
After that, Han Fei couldn't control it, so she could only watch her body slowly bend down. The one-knee posture made her feet sore. She stretched out her right hand into a fist and slowly leaned to the left. The position of the heart on the chest, and the other hand with raised, leaning on the center between the eyebrows and eyes, she lowered her head slightly, maintaining this strange posture.
Qin Che was stunned.
This pose...
Han Fei opened her mouth uncontrollably.
"Today I am here, the king is here, looking forward to thinking about each other, and looking forward to each other. If the chaos in this life is like a mess, if the red dust is deceiving me, if this life is chaotic and enchanting, I would like to hold a long sword and cut through the thorns, and I would like to keep the ruler without worry in my life."
Qin Che looked at her seriously, but the brilliance in his eyes flickered little by little.
Han Fei's voice is getting tighter and tighter. These words are both familiar and unfamiliar. The screaming singing sounds like falling slowly from the distant horizon, repeating each sentence in her ear.
She looked at Qin Che in front of him, stared into the depths of his eyes, those words could no longer be restrained from pouring out.
She spoke.
"What the king wants, what the king thinks, what the king reads, what we have in the days and evenings, the birth of the king, it is not enough to walk all over the mountains and rivers for the king, the prosperous world, three thousand worlds look forward to meeting, if the red battlefield is troubled, then promise Your coming world will be splendid and splendid with fireworks all over the city."
Word by word, with a distant breath, as if penetrating the envelope of night.
She looked at him as if looking into the depths of his soul.
Scene by scene, from the beginning of her acquaintance, she promised each other, kissed each other, wished and fell in love.
"If it's been a lifetime, Jun Ke is willing to drink tea in white clothes, be breezy and lean, and never be separated from me."
The last sentence fell slowly, and Han Fei suddenly laughed. Her hands could finally move. She slowly put down her hands, and the posture of kneeling down on one knee slowly changed to sitting on the ground. She approached Qin. Che, raised his head and looked at him.
Under the baptism of tears, her eyes were bright, like the stars of last night.
"My lord, Han Fei is willing to go through all fires and waters for you."
In an instant, this sentence runs through their acquaintances.
From the initial reluctance, the reluctance in the middle, the roar in the later stage, to the present calm.
She used her hands and feet to execute this sentence again and again, approaching again and again, never backing down.
"Han Fei."
"Yes, Han Fei has always been there."
She slowly moved closer to his knees, put her hands on the pillows, and placed them on his legs, and then gently placed her face on her arms, and she was lying on his legs.
Like a docile cat.
Finally, he stretched out his hand and touched her face lightly, but got wet with a hand.
He was startled, then slowly lowered his head.
It turned out that she did not know when, her tears fell again.
Only this time, it was not howling or sobbing, but with a smile and tears, and it was cleaner than ever.
His fingertips trembled, and finally, he slowly wiped away tears for her.
Han Fei grabbed his hand, held tightly, buried her face in, covered her eyes, let her tears fall directly into his palms, let him feel her emotions.
"Master, don't say anything like that again in the future, okay?"
she says.
"Master, you can get angry, but you can't drive me away. I finally came, you can't drive me away."
she says.
"You can not speak, but you must take medicine. I will talk to you, even if you don't return to me."
she says.
"Master, I miss you."
"I miss you."
"So, don't drive me away, okay."
The murmur like a cat never got a response.
Han Fei felt terribly distressed, but in the next moment, the hand covering her face suddenly moved, pinched her chin, forced her face to lift, and then a face with a cold mask Close.
The breathing between the two was so close that they intertwined.