Listening to the familiar soft and charming voice, a smile appeared on Zheng Ze's face, "Let me tell you, the hairpin is very beautiful."
Hearing this, Yan Lingji's eyes sparkled and she smiled softly, "Are you saying that the hairpin is good-looking, or that the person is good-looking?"
Looking at her stunning face, Zheng Ze's happiness at this moment was very real.
He did not hide it, nor was he as restrained as before. He said very directly: "I think people are better looking."
Listening to his answer, the smile on Yan Lingji's pretty face became even brighter, and her pair of slit eyes never left Zheng Ze's face from the beginning to the end.
"Why aren't you pretending now?" There was playfulness in her smile. She might have been deceived by him at first because of the unfamiliarity, but after getting used to it, how could she not detect the little thoughts in the man's heart with her keenness?
Just like some things, you may feel uncomfortable because of the unfamiliarity for the first time, but after doing it more times, the road becomes clearer and you become more familiar with the intention of each action.
For example, a mature young woman will know what kind of posture to take as long as she pats her butt.
Pursing his lips, Zheng Ze's eyes sparkled, and his smile was like a spring breeze infiltrating the soul. He placed the wooden box in his hand in front of her, "Don't you like it?"
Looking at the wooden box and looking up at Zheng Ze, Yan Lingji took the box and said, "Sister said, I don't belong to any man."
Zheng Ze shook his head. No matter what she said, her actions had already expressed everything.
Some people feel that sincerity is the bottom line of love, and he has a clear conscience towards Yan Lingji from the beginning to the end. Sometimes, the simplest method is the most effective.
"Is this what you came back to say?" Zheng Ze said softly.
Yan Lingji shook her head, two strands of hair swaying gently in front of her forehead. She chuckled, "But I never said that men will not belong to me!"
She showed a narrow smile and looked at Zheng Ze with a smile, and her eyes seemed to be shining with an intoxicating light.
The corners of Zheng Ze's mouth moved. He remembered the conversation between the couple during their relationship.
"You are mine."
"I'm not yours, I belong to my parents, but you are mine!"
In front of special people, sometimes I will be as childish as a child waiting to be picked up from kindergarten. I know clearly that I am childish, but I still enjoy it and immerse myself in it.
He just smiled without saying a word, stretched out his hand and gently opened the small box she held in both hands.
Yan Lingji also looked down, but because her sight was blocked, she moved the box slightly forward.
The lid was opened, and what came into view was something she had seen before.
Zheng Ze took out a pair of bracelets placed on top, took one of her hands directly, pinched the base of the big and small thumbs, and put it on for her easily.
Her hands were white and tender, and her fingers were slender, as delicate as a treasure. Zheng Ze felt that there was nothing about this woman that was not in line with his aesthetics from top to bottom.
He changed his hand and continued the same action. Yan Lingji also changed her hand to hold the box obediently, and just smiled lightly and let him put on the bracelet for herself.
Lowering his head, Zheng Ze said slowly: "In the bracelet on the right, I put a special spice, which is odorless and invisible. If you ignite it quietly with a flame, even a master of the eighth level of inner breath will be weak and powerless.
The antidote is in the bracelet on the left, don't turn it upside down."
Listening to his detailed explanation, Yan Lingji's eyes were filled with soft light, but her mouth was a bit disdainful, "In your eyes, I look like a person who is so stupid that he can't tell the difference between right and left?"
Hearing this, Zheng Ze shook his head, "In short, you have your own choice, and I won't stop you. But this is my insistence, and nothing will happen to you."
This time, Yan Lingji did not question the authenticity of his words, but just said: "I know it without you reminding me."
Zheng Ze smiled and brushed away her hair that was blown by the wind and covered her face, "Since you know, then take good care of yourself."
She seemed a little dissatisfied with Zheng Ze who seemed to have arranged everything clearly. She reminded: "Don't be too self-righteous, as if my sister can't live without you. Don't forget who protected you when you first came to Xinzheng."
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Zheng Ze was speechless. In the debate between men and women, whoever starts to settle old scores first has actually lost.
Looking at her delicate and pretty face with burning eyes, he suddenly said: "I gave you a gift, shouldn't you return the gift?"
Seeing that he finally revealed his true face, Yan Lingji was not confused at all, and said with a playful smile: "What gift do you want?"
To her surprise, Zheng Ze was extraordinarily direct this time and was not polite to her at all.
He directly grabbed her soft and elastic waist, turned his head slightly, and kissed her without hesitation.
Her lips were moderately thick, and the movements were done in one go without any discussion or any mental preparation in advance.
Tasting the soft and sweet lips, he was obviously not satisfied with this, and he couldn't help but gently opened the jade door.
While Yan Lingji was still in a daze, she was unprepared and lost the city.
When Zheng Ze took advantage of the victory and pursued his goal, his hands seemed to have their own ideas, and he continued to pursue his dream of climbing mountains, his body was suddenly pushed away by Yan Lingji.
Seeing Yan Lingji wiping the gloss on her lips with her hands, this stunning woman looked playful and said, "Only what I give to you can be considered a gift!"
Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, he felt a gust of breeze blow across his cheeks. Yan Lingji's bright and charming face came close to him, and at the same time she stretched out her two hands to wrap around his neck.
Her response was far more enthusiastic than Zheng Ze had imagined, as if she was giving the fiercest counterattack to his previous invasion.
It's just that the technology needs to be improved...
The full moon was still high in the sky, and there was no one in front of Zheng Ze. He raised his right hand, as if he could still feel the residual warmth, and smiled softly.
She is as charming as water and as passionate as fire. She has always been like this, and people can never guess what she will do next.
Put aside the routines, and in the end only the most direct communication remains.
Taking a deep breath of the air-conditioning at night, he slowly suppressed his charming thoughts and allowed Yan Lingji to leave, for the sake of her safety.
What he was going to do next might be very dangerous, and it was not a good choice to put his weaknesses around him. There was always a secret, and he didn't want to wait until something happened to regret it.
Moreover, even if she does not live in the attic, she is still under his sight.
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In South Korea, a car was parked outside the post house, and the horse pulling the cart had been led to the back by the attendant to feed the grass.
In a room in the post house, a young man held a green lantern and read Korean texts.
It didn't take long for him to finish reading the last word, and he took a deep breath, with a look of tiredness that could not be concealed on his face.
He has been traveling all these days, which is really tiring. But when he glanced at the book in his hand a few more times, his brows were full of confusion.
This book is very different from the previous Warring States Policy! Moreover, this book seems to be only available in Korea, unlike the policy theory, which has a version in seven languages.
"How long until we get to Xinzheng?" he asked the quiet people beside him.
After hearing this, the person thought for a while and calculated, "It's probably about a day or two."
In fact, he couldn't say for sure. After all, he had never been to South Korea. He had only heard about the senior brother in South Korea.
The young man nodded. He looked at the two sharply contrasting books on the desk, and a curious thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
After thinking about it for a long time, I’d better keep it stable first. Please vote~
