"Then finish eating and rest early." Qing Ji's expression suddenly became gentle, quickly showing a tender smile again.
At this moment, An Zhen's inner voice sounded: "She is becoming scarier."
"I should find a chance to escape!"
You useless guy!
Do you just think of running away when faced with this situation? Can't you think of any other solution besides escaping?
There's no use scolding him now.
Because Su Ziyu knew this was merely An Zhen's remaining consciousness, reflecting his most genuine thoughts from back then.
The sky quickly darkened.
Su Ziyu noticed that Qing Ji always found excuses to stay near An Zhen, even kneeling beside him while he ate to serve, behaving extremely gentle and endearing, embodying the perfect Fusang-style wife in this sense. Her every glance was so intense, filled with a passionate love and possessiveness, barely hiding her thoughts.
Yet, An Zhen's body would unconsciously avoid her, quietly distancing whenever Qing Ji approached.
Then.
