Qing Shui really didn't mean to do it. Until now, his hand was still stuck in the deep ravine and was tightly clamped. The feeling made his heart beat faster involuntarily. It was so wonderful that it was indescribable.
After the Holy Lord came back to his senses, he looked at Qing Shui angrily with his eyes and stretched out his hand to hit Qing Shui on the face.
Snap!
A crisp voice sounded, and then Shengjun was stunned. She actually thought Qing Shui would hide. Looking at the handprints on that fair and handsome face, she felt a little guilty in her heart, but when she thought of him treating her like this, she felt that she deserved a beating.
Qing Shui let go of her hand and smiled helplessly: "I said I didn't mean to offend you. You probably don't believe me. You hit me too. Don't be angry."
Qing Shui didn't know if this was the second time he had been slapped by a woman or the third or fourth time. He didn't feel so embarrassed. After all, he had done such a thing wrong. Even if he taught her something, he couldn't do it.
This is disrespectful to a woman.
So he didn't blame Shengjun at all. Of course, he didn't feel that he was cheap. It was not an exaggeration for the other party to react this way to his previous behavior. It was considered good that he didn't fight against him.
"Why don't you hide away?" Shengjun seemed to feel guilty. You should know that being slapped is very embarrassing, especially for strong people and people with status.
"You should be beaten, but you have suffered more injustice." Qing Shui looked at this beautiful woman with a bitter smile.
Shengjun lowered his head slightly. Her heart was very complicated. This man had a lot of contact with her, and last time there was some physical contact. Even through clothes, she could not calm down for a long time.
A warrior, even a woman, cannot care too much about some contact, otherwise she would just play with embroidery needlework in the boudoir, but there are some limits. Before meeting Qing Shui, her hand had never been held by the opposite sex.
She didn't like Qing Shui, let alone love him, but she definitely didn't hate him. She subconsciously regarded him as a good friend, a friend who could be trusted and even relied on.
She also knows that this feeling will change, but she is rational. The more something is suppressed, the easier it is to explode. It is better to let it happen naturally. If something comes, she will not reject it.
That woman is not pregnant, that woman has no love dream of her own. They both hope to meet an excellent man who they like and only likes them one day. But such things are difficult, especially for excellent people.
There is a scale in people's subconscious. This scale is a comprehensive scale that can be used to weigh many things. It is not a separate like, nor a separate life experience, nor a separate beauty and appearance, but a kind of suitability.
However, in life, there are many unsatisfactory things, and one or two satisfactory things are already burning incense. According to Buddhism, people are born with suffering, and with the experience of this life, there will be the suffering of old age.
Sickness is painful, death is painful, separation from love is painful, resentment and hatred are painful, not getting what you want is painful, and excess of the five yins is painful.
Life is painful. It is painful to face our extremely realistic world. The pain comes from ourselves, and the pain comes from living.
Aging is bitter. All the beautiful youth will disappear into the wrinkles that are gradually becoming more and more common in the heart. As for the aging that cannot be controlled, one can only watch life fade away little by little, and watch one's vitality gradually disappear in the process of aging. How painful is it?
Sickness.
The pain of death.
Death may not be painful, but the nostalgia for the present world when dying is painful, and the fact of death brings fear to the living far more than death itself.
Love is painful when parting.
People are emotional animals who are afraid of loneliness. Love is the expression of people seeking mutual recognition. Family affection, love, friendship. But as long as there is emotional investment and addiction, there will be the pain of separation that is inseparable. Especially, the pain of love,
The most heart-wrenching thing.
Can't ask for pain.
**It's like a stretched rubber band in your hand. After you let go and pop it out, if you can't find a place to hang on, you will always be hit when it bounces back, causing pain.
Resentment will be painful.
To use an analogy, when love cannot be realized, people will always use a self-deceptive and emotional way to numb themselves - resentment. Hatring others and hating something is actually hating the self that is unable to face reality. Can self-harm be painless?
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Excessive excess of the five yins is painful.
Too much helplessness makes people lose themselves and fall into pain. I heard someone say that people who have not learned to live numbly are not normal people.
A person's life is walking in pain, and enjoying pleasure in pain is the greatest happiness. The pain mentioned above seems a bit exaggerated, but actually it is true when you think about it. Experience of old age, illness, life and death is not painful, and the ups and downs of love are also painful.
, the death of relatives and friends is a painful thing.
But there is one thing that can relatively compete with these, and that is time. In front of time, everything is just a cloud. With time, some things, no matter how important they are, will gradually be forgotten. Time is the best medicine, which can cure everything that was originally seen.
What an unfaceable thing it is.
Shengjun doesn't know whether she will get married or find her right husband, but she will not reject it. If she meets the right one, she will definitely marry her. She is traditional, she is perfect, and in her consciousness
There are some very traditional concepts. It would be a pity, or the biggest regret, to not have a family of your own and have children of your own.
"I don't blame you, and you don't have to blame yourself. It's not my fault either. I shouldn't have hit you. I thought you would hide away." She looked at the faint finger marks on Qing Shui's face.
"It won't happen in the future. I will try to control myself. I was distracted before. I didn't know I would be like this. Saying this seems to be an excuse, but you also have to believe in your charm." Qing Shui touched his nose and said to himself
They all feel a little shameless. The reason for offending her is that she is beautiful. Who said you can take advantage of a beautiful woman? Being beautiful is not a reason why you can take advantage.
After Qing Shui said these words, Shengjun felt a sense of loss that came from nowhere. No man dared to do this to her. Qing Shui was the first one. She was not that angry in her heart. Maybe every woman subconsciously hopes for another good one.
The man is a little bit ambiguous.
Men and women are the same, but women are more emotional and men are more ###.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go and drink. I want to drink." Shengjun smiled at Qing Shui.
Qing Shui always felt that something was wrong with Shengjun, but there was something wrong there. He couldn't guess what his daughter's family was thinking. He never thought about what this woman would think of him. He felt that he and she were not really on the same page. She was too
She is righteous and holy, but in front of her, she is a bit evil and dark.
"Okay!" Qing Shui naturally agreed.
Rich meals, the best wine, and the most beautiful women, Qing Shui saw that Sheng Jun especially liked to drink today. Qing Shui was not worried about Sheng Jun getting drunk. With her strength, it would be difficult for him to get drunk.
Their way of drinking is to change their mood. In fact, everyone drinks to express their mood. It was the same in the past life, and it is the same in this life. They drink good things and drink bad things. Good things are to celebrate, and bad things are to relieve sorrow.
"Tell me about the Tianxing Immortal Sect!" Qing Shui found a topic and said.
Shengjun seemed to know what Qing Shui was going to say, so he put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Qing Shui boldly. Her eyes were deep and bright, like the bright moon in the sky. They were deep but extremely pure and pure, which made people feel particularly comfortable to see.
"My father's sect is also the Immortal Sect, and he is still the leader of the same sect. However, the Immortal Sect is also divided into three, six, and nine levels. Our family is the Shengyuan Xian Sect, which is much weaker than the Tianxing Immortal Sect. It is not on the same level.
There is at least one level in between." Shengjun told his family affairs, which was also a kind of trust in Qing Shui.