Chapter 629 (1/2)

”Xiao Qingqian, maybe one day, I can figure it out myself, and I'm willing to come out of my heart. I'll accept your proposal again.” Wei Qing is about to push him away, but he is shocked.

The boat was in the middle of the water. Her internal power was not good, so she could not rely on her own strength to return to the shore.

”Qing'er, I know that I have done too many things to make you sad. I regret it and want to make it up to you.” Xiao Qingqian took the opportunity to continue.

His words, just like the Tang Monk's tight hoop curse, let Wei Qing a headache.

”I said, I'll wait until I can figure it out myself.” Wei Qing covered his ears and tried not to listen to his affectionate words.

Looking at her insistence, Xiao Qingqian's heart tugged at each other, and his colic was extreme.

Finally, Xiao Qingqian can no longer hear those touching and affectionate words. Wei Qingwei raises his chin and looks up at the silver moon in the sky. The past is like a tide.

Xiao Qingqian looked at her and clenched his hand under his sleeve.

”Then let's go back.”

Since she is so resistant to these, there is no need to continue to stay here and waste time.

Wei Qing did not speak, just quietly watching him standing in the bow oar.

The picture is so familiar, the suffocation of the heart is more and more heavy.

Wei Qing's eyes were sour. When the tears were about to roll out, she dropped her eyes and gathered them.

Her hand accidentally knocked down the candle, but she didn't know it.

Feeling Wei Qingning's eyes on his back, Xiao Qingqian's heart aches fiercely.

Clearly, he can hold Wei Qing to step back to the shore, but he wants to make Wei Qing recall some familiar pictures, so he rowed.

Smelling the smell of fireworks, Xiao Qingqian turned to look at it and was surprised.

A candle fell on the table and burned to the curtain. The fire became fiercer and fiercer, but Wei Qing seemed to be immersed in her own world and didn't notice it at all.

He rushed into the cabin and picked up Wei Qing.

Wei Qing suddenly recovered, smelled the strong smell of smoke, coughed a few times.

With a sigh, Xiao Qingqian carries Wei Qing back on the same road.

A good ship, so burned into a dark skeleton, Wei Qing know that he refused him again and again, alienated him, he also suffered.

However, she did not dare to accept his proposal.

This night, for both of them, is doomed to be a sleepless night.

By moonlight, Wei Qing looked at him for a moment.

He raised his hand and gently traced his eyebrows and eyes across the space. His eyes were filled with hot and humid liquid, which was extremely sour.

Xiao Qingqian's hand under the quilt clenched tightly, and Yu's fingers pressed tightly on his palm, but the pain still couldn't offset the heartache.

She loved him, but she didn't love him as much as before.

It was he who seriously injured her that made her lose her courage.

Wake up the next day, under each other's eyes are a clear color.

Last night, Xiao Qingqian's marriage proposal failed, and each of them was cautious, for fear that it would hurt him.

Xiao Qingqian, however, as if he had nothing to do, picked a refreshing dish for Wei Qing at the dinner table as usual.

With the prescription of the Empress Dowager last time, Wei Qing's pregnant vomiting has been reduced a lot. Recently, I especially like a refreshing dish made by Qian's cook.

Qian Xiue helped master Qian to the side room. They quickly put down their chopsticks.

”Thank you two benefactors this time, otherwise, xiu'e will lose her happiness!” Master Qian is about to thank Wei Qing and Xiao Qingqian, but he is stopped by Moqi.