Chapter 128
Jing Ruxuan raised his eyes and laughed lightly, the little girl was asleep.

He shook his head helplessly, walked over to pick up the girl, his eyes swept over Jiang Ci's face, the tears were washed away by the rain, and he couldn't tell whether the water droplets on his face were raindrops or tears.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and then he closed his eyes. After a while, a sad male voice came: "Silly girl, he wants the whole Su family, but I only want Jiang Ci. Are you stupid, you have to choose him."

silly girl.

The two figures drifted away, looking extremely beautiful, but the young man was tall and straight, but he was accompanied by a sense of loneliness.

Warlord House.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting the man's gloomy face and dim eyes.

The young warlord was only wearing a thin inner garment, and the white clothes made his face slightly soft. Only those eyes that were as deep as ancient pools looked at him, and his heart panicked.

He was lying on Jiang Ci's bed, covered with Jiang Ci's quilt, greedily sniffing the remaining breath on it, but three years had passed, and the owner of the room had disappeared for three years, and her breath had long since disappeared.

However, Su Jingheng seemed to be in a daze. He frantically searched for traces belonging to her, trying to find traces of Jiang Ci's existence.

His eyes were red, even the ends of his eyes were red.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again and sat up.It's just that his face was unusually red. The young warlord lifted his clothes and stretched his hands under his body.

He panted emotionally, closed his eyes, his mind was full of the face of the little girl, and finally the picture was frozen in the image of the girl crying under him.

Su Jingheng paused, his panting became louder, and his subordinates sped up. After a long time, he let out a muffled groan, and he relaxed.

After waking up, the young warlord stared blankly at the one in his hand, as if he had come to his senses, he looked at the bed sheet, and as expected, it was a mess.

The young man frowned angrily.

He quickly got out of bed and explained aloud: "I'm sorry, Cici, I didn't mean to."

The young warlord's face was full of panic. If he didn't want to, Cici would definitely be angry. It was all his fault for staining Cibao's bed sheets.

The young man's face was stiff, and suddenly, he slapped himself with his hands. He knelt on the ground, and the end of his eyes were rarely moist.

Cibao, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't like others, he will change, he will correct any mistakes, as long as she can forgive him.

He knelt for a long time until his legs went numb, but he never got up.

Su Jingheng hugged the bed sheet, but a gloomy thought spread in his heart.

Kill Jing Ruxuan first, and then go to Jiang Ci to make amends. At that time, even if the girl wants his life, he will give it to her.

……

the next morning.

Jiang Ci wakes up leisurely.

She shook her head, drenched in the rain for most of the night, she probably had a fever and had a terrible headache.

She tried to open her mouth, but her voice was too hoarse. She wanted to call her a maid, but after trying unsuccessfully, she had to give up.

Fortunately, the servant girl heard the movement and hurriedly opened the door to come in.

"The girl woke up, and the servants came to help the girl get up and wash up."

Jiang Ci accepted it obediently. After all, her legs are weak now, and she would fall if no one helped her.

When it was time to eat, Jiang Ci slowly chewed the food in her mouth, as if thinking of something, she said, "Where is Jing Ruxuan?"

Usually, the two would always be together when eating. Although she and Jing Ruxuan had an unpleasant quarrel last night, he was her benefactor after all. Without Jing Ruxuan, Jiang Ci would not be able to stand here properly.

(End of this chapter)

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