Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 750
The woman wore a white dress, as cold as the moon, but now she has his marks all over her body, under the clothes, there are scars all over, and the high hall has been pulled down to get his hands on him, even so, she still refuses to give in.

The glutinous rice porridge in his hand was a little hot, and the temperature spread to the fingertips through the porcelain bowl, and then flowed along the blood vessels to the internal organs, which made people feel at a loss what to do.

Cen Zhou didn't notice it, and it took a long time before he reacted. His fingertips trembled for a moment, and he forced the porridge to Su Qing'an's mouth, and his tone was the same as before: "Drink."

His effort to change the subject was too blunt, Su Qingan was dumbfounded, and asked abruptly: "Do you still love me?"

He didn't lift his head: "You talk so much, your body doesn't hurt anymore?"

"You do not love me."

Su Qing'an said: "I'm just the first person to teach you what love is. Whether it's responsibility or love or hate, these emotions are too deep-rooted, so you can't forget me. It was my fault for forcing you to stay. The covenant was also forced by me, and I accepted it."

She sighed: "Let each other go."

"Su Qing'an." Cen Zhou didn't know why, and wanted to laugh, "You really underestimated me."

He said.

"Three years, I still haven't let you go."

If you can't forget a person in three years, how long will it take to wash away those unforgettable memories, will it take a lifetime?

There are more than 1000 days and nights in the frontier, and the three words Su Qing'an are always open and closed. Even Cen Zhou himself doesn't know whether he loves Su Qing'an more or hates Su Qing'an more. , until death.

On the way back to Beijing to meet her in April, Cen Zhou picked a bunch of peach blossoms and thought a lot. From the first acquaintance to the later days and nights, those years that used to be throbbing even holding hands, and then ended on a sunny day inside.

These have been previewed thousands of times in my mind, just like past and present lives.

But the moment he saw her again, his heart roared like a tsunami, and his reason was still defeated.

He began to try to reconcile with Su Qing'an.

Those few words made Su Qing'an's heart skip a beat.

He looked at her eyes like green hills, filled with deep sorrow.

The heart suddenly seemed to be firmly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, kneading repeatedly, she tasted suffocation, and suddenly fell into a trance, trying to distinguish Cen Zhou from the previous life from him in this life, but found that they were inseparable.

From the moment Cen Zhou uttered these words, his cold heart broke out, and his cold voice drifted into the wind in April.

When Su Qing'an came to her senses, Cen Zhou had already left and walked far away.

Su Qingan's eyelashes trembled slowly twice.

After all, she is the one who treats him poorly, leaving him alone.

For a long time afterwards, the atmosphere between them was strange and indescribable. In short, they tortured each other, and no one let the other go.

He was mostly rigid and silent, elsewhere, and then.

Su Qingan was dizzy, distracted, recalling the things in the capital, and couldn't feel at ease, thinking about what would happen if she wasn't around, what would happen to Gu Feibai, what would Su Ziheng take the opportunity to do, and whether those court forces would be in chaos again position.

He was dissatisfied with her distraction, and said hoarsely: "Qingqing, kneel down."

He rarely called her that, and this was one of the few times, which made people lose their hearts.

Cen Zhou and Su Qing'an couldn't tell whether it started with love or lust, and who can separate. Most things in this world are unclear, and there is no innocence between them. They are each other, and they can only be each other. up.

The pain and joy given by the other party are unforgettable in the body.

At a very suitable and normal opportunity, Su Qing'an drugged the tea she brewed for Cen Zhou.

(End of this chapter)