Chapter 359 Do you want to love me? Don’t say no
Zhao Mingyan was full of strategies, but he couldn't figure out what was going on in Ji Qingwu's head.
Just like this moment.
She didn't even remember.
The place in the painting is the scene of her kneeling on her knees to perform acupuncture on the elderly and children in the tea shed in Ninghe Town.
No wonder she had such a big reaction. Zhao Mingyan raised her chin and asked: "Who do you think you are?"
Ji Qingwu was stunned.
She understood every word, but when they were put together, she didn't understand.
Is she the girl in this portrait? How could it be her?
She frowned and thought for a long time, then raised her eyes to look at him and asked hesitantly.
"Are you admitting your mistake?"
Zhao Mingyan flicked her forehead and said resolutely: "You think I am such a confused person and will never admit my mistake."
Hearing the certainty in his tone, Ji Qingwu rubbed his forehead and tried to think back.
Finally, I found a trace of this matter in the dusty memory.
Ji Qingwu would hide sad and painful memories subconsciously.
That was not long after she traveled through the country. After she came down from the mountain, she headed all the way to the border of Liang State, passing through dozens of small towns and counties.
She found that the closer to the point where the two countries meet, the more difficult the lives of the people become.
Ninghe Town is the closest to the North, and it is also the place most severely affected by natural disasters and man-made disasters. The ground was full of victims who had no strength to escape, and most of them were women, children and the elderly.
Ji Qingwu didn't have time to notice that the place he was in was a teahouse or theater.
She had no time to care about what posture she was using to save people.
She only remembered that feeling, with mourning everywhere, facing the passage of human life, she felt so small and overestimated her own abilities.
At this time, Ji Qingwu turned her head and looked at the painting spread on the table seriously. Her eyes fell on the woman's hair blown by the cold wind.
It turns out that she looked like this at that time, and someone recorded everything.
In the eyes, in the paintings, in the hearts.
She met Zhao Mingyan's eyes: "You are there too."
He added in a low voice: "Right behind you."
It was there that Zhao Mingyan saw the most dazzling pair of eyes, and the tears she shed were the purest treasures in the world.
What made him unforgettable was that she had the compassion of a goddess who loves the world.
Ji Qingwu never imagined that the first meeting between the two would be like that.
She completely gave up the idea that Zhao Mingyan was attracted to her because of her beauty.
Because, at that time, she had nothing to do with beauty. She even had no clean spots on her body, her dirty face was frostbitten, and her hands were frozen into little pig's hooves.
Ji Qingwu's eyes wandered back and forth as he thought about things.
"What are you thinking about."
Zhao Mingyan pecked the corner of her lips and wanted to share her thoughts.
Ji Qingwu chuckled lightly and said: "I wonder if you would have thought at the time that this man is so pitiful. He worked hard for a long time, but not a single life was saved."
His fingers entwined a strand of her hair: "You want to know, what am I thinking?"
Ji Qingwu nodded.
Zhao Mingyan suddenly lifted her legs, fixed them on his waist, and easily held her hips to pick him up.
Suddenly changing his position, with only his palms and forearms as points of strength, Ji Qingwu had to tighten his body, clamp his waist with his waist and legs, and wrap his arms around his neck to prevent him from falling.
But he didn't leave or move.
His eyes swept over "her" who was kneeling to save people in the painting, and then returned to her face.
Ji Qingwu's body became weak due to his intimidating gaze, and his legs could hardly hold his waist.
She asked: "I haven't said anything yet, what were I thinking at the time."
Zhao Mingyan's tone was casual and yet fierce: "A goddess should not only love the common people, but also one person."
Ji Qingwu looked at him confusedly, not understanding the meaning of his words, what kind of goddess.
Zhao Mingyan loves her attitude very much. She only has eyes for him and can no longer pretend to be anything else.
"Lower your head." Hearing his low but gentle voice, Ji Qingwu bent his neck.
"So good."
He praised.
Ji Qingwu looked at his overly handsome face and slowly traced his face with his fingers.
"Is it an allusion that King Xiang is intentional but the goddess is unintentional?"
Zhao Mingyan didn't answer, his throat rolled several times, and he raised his head and kissed her.
First they kissed very reverently.
Just like the believers in the temple who want to ask the goddess to send rain.
Ji Qingwu was very helpful. She leaned on his broad and thick shoulders, and her body was filled with unquenchable heat.
But soon, the kiss turned into a domineering one, just like his previous style.
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After defrauding her trust, he forced her into a corner, leaving her with nowhere to hide and had no choice but to hand over everything.
Ji Qingwu soon realized that there was something wrong with this posture. He was holding her, which meant that she had nothing to hold on to or rely on except him.
She grabbed her hand in the air, then curled back impatiently.
Ji Qingwu's eyes were out of focus, and some of his senses became dull while others became sensitive.
Zhao Mingyan gave her a chance to breathe and pressed his lips to her chin.
Asking: "Do you want to love me?"
Ji Qingwu lowered his eyes, half of his twinkling eyes covered by his eyelashes.
Zhao Mingyan's voice was coaxing, and the deep voice warmed her.
"Do you want it?"
Ji Qingwu was about to be burned, by the warmth of his body and his eyes.
The ends of his upturned eyes turned light red, and his sharp eyes evoked a lingering feeling of lust.
"To do it or not to do it?"
After Zhao Mingyan asked, he regretted giving her a choice.
"Don't say no."
Ask her if she wants it or not, but there is only one option.
Ji Qingwu stroked his face and said with rosy lips: "Then do I have any choice?"
Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, you can only choose me."
Ji Qingwu raised his lips and smiled, his eyes shining brightly and said: "Choose you."
Zhao Mingyan was so excited that he bumped her up and held her higher. Ji Qingwu didn't need to clamp his waist hard, and she realized that he had deliberately held her loosely before.
She caught his wandering hand.
"But not yet."
Zhao Mingyan's eyes were filled with the word "no", not happy, not understanding, not satisfied
Ji Qingwu couldn't bear it anymore, so she honestly expressed her thoughts.
"I always feel like this is weird and unfair."
Zhao Mingyan’s voice was dull: “It’s not like I’ve never done it before.”
Ji Qingwu choked, pointed at his chest, and reminded him: "Last time, you were about to die."
Last time, she was almost dead, so she had to bravely break into his military tent.
It's a coincidence that they are doing this just to survive.
He straightened his waist and hugged her tighter, wanting her to feel his torment.
"But I'm not feeling well now either."
Ji Qingwu's eyes trembled and he said: "No, at least not yet. You put me down first."
(End of chapter)