The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Chapter 397: (three more)

   Chapter 397 (Three shifts)

Xuanyuan Shangchen sat directly on the ground, looking at Chu Jin's sleeping face, the corners of his mouth showed a slight curvature, and the wide brim cast a shadow on his face, making it impossible to see his appearance, giving people a mysterious feeling .

   "Huang'er." Xuanyuan Shangchen said in a low voice, his voice was dark, but it contained doting, tolerant, and affectionate.

   No one answered him.

After a long while, Xuanyuan Shangchen retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and looked at the chessboard, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't move for a long time. Suddenly, he suddenly stretched out his hand and swept across the table. mess.

   At this time, he is like a furious lion! Give a fatal blow at any time!

Xuanyuan Shangchen got up and hugged Chu Jin in his arms, placed it on his lap, held her shoulders with one hand, and held her face with the other, depicting her facial features, eyebrows and eyes, rubbing carefully, inch by inch, with deep love.

   "Huang'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He said in a low voice, his voice was not as cold as before, with deep apology and self-blame.

   A drop of clear tears fell silently on her red lips, emitting a dazzling light.

"Huang'er, it would be great if we never met." If all this is just a dream, you have never met me, and I have never let you down. Born in troubled times.

   As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

   Hundreds and thousands of turns, gentle and tender.

   He slowly traced the shape of her lips, and swallowed her lower abdomen together with the tears on her lips.

  Tears are bitter, but also sweet.

   The plain veil was long, blurring the figure of the two cuddling together.

  Chu Jin only felt that he had a long dream, but when he woke up from the dream, he no longer remembered the content of the dream.

   is sadness? Is it hi? Nothing is known.

   "Miss Chu, you're awake." Seeing her opening her eyes, a waiter came over immediately with a basin of water.

Only then did Chu Jin realize that he was still in the teahouse, and the surrounding scene had not changed. At the table, there was a chess game and a signed contract, presumably because he had been lying on the table for too long, and his arms were slightly tingling.

  How did you fall asleep? She remembered that Song Shiqin was still sitting across from him before falling asleep.

  Xu saw Chu Jin's doubts. The waiter put clear water on the table and explained, "Ms. Chu, Mr. Song has left beforehand. Before leaving, he told us not to wake you up. You should wash your face first."

   "No, thank you." Chu Jin put the contract into his backpack, passed through layers of plain yarn, and walked out the door.

  Chen Palace has no elevator, so she walked downstairs.

   Just walked to the splendid first floor, but was blocked by a figure. She exuded a faint lotus fragrance, which was very pleasant.

Chu Jin squinted his eyes and saw that the person was wearing a red dress, with delicate facial features, a pair of willow-leaf eyes full of amorous feelings, and a charming appearance, with a kind and friendly smile on the corner of his mouth, which was different from the past. The lofty look of his is quite different.

This is--

   Zheng Chuyi.

   "Miss Chu, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here." Zheng Chuyi smiled at her with a soft voice.

  Chu Jin nodded slightly, "It's quite a coincidence." She didn't have much affection for Zheng Chuyi.

   However, since they have now decided to reform themselves, there is no need for him to make trouble with her.

   "Long time no see, how have you been recently?" Zheng Chuyi held Chu Jin's hand affectionately, looking like a sister.

  Those who don't know, think that the two are old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.

  Chu Jin greeted, "Very good, how about you?"

   Zheng Chuyi raised her hand and brushed the long hair beside her ear, "I'm not too bad, by the way, what about Aunt Mo and Qingqing? How are they?"

   (end of this chapter)