Chapter 587 I will not admit mistakes

   "Third girls be careful!" Chenguang jumped up and supported the fallen lantern.

  The crowd screamed one after another.

   Chenguang landed on his feet, turned his head again, and Qiao Zhao was nowhere to be seen.

   "Three girls!" Chenguang's complexion changed drastically, he pushed away the crowd in front of him and searched.

  Qiao Zhao was covered by someone from behind and led him forward. He was about to struggle but found that the other party was as motionless as a rock.

   The dumping of the lanterns was not an accident, but a deliberate attempt to draw the attention of the morning light!

   This thought flashed through Qiao Zhao's mind, and he simply stopped struggling.

   I don’t know how many people passed by, but that person finally stopped and let go of his hand silently.

  Qiao Zhao turned around suddenly.

The man behind    was very tall, he raised his hand and took off the Mizuo, revealing familiar eyebrows.

   "Master Jiang." Qiao Zhao raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

  Jiang Yuanchao looked at the girl with a calm expression in front of him, her brows, eyes and expression seemed to have appeared thousands of times in a dream, her heart was inexplicably hot, and she blurted out: "Don't call me Mr. Jiang!"

  Qiao Zhao pursed his lips and asked lightly, "Then what should I call you?"

  Jiang Yuanchao gave her a deep look and said dumbly, "Call me Thirteen."

   Qiao Zhao's heart trembled.

   Jiang Yuanchao What does this mean?

   "Why didn't you call?" Jiang Yuan took a step forward.

  Qiao Zhao took a half step back and said calmly: "You are the commander of the dignified Jinlin Guards, a little girl dare not call him that."

   "Don't you dare?" Jiang Yuanchao took a step closer, pulling the distance between the two of them, as if a terrifying storm was brewing in his eyes, "Do you have to be so alienated from me?"

   "Master Jiang—"

  Jiang Yuanchao suddenly hugged Qiao Zhao's arm and chuckled in her ear: "Miss Qiao, you always called me Thirteen before."

  Qiao Zhao's eyes shrank suddenly, looking at Jiang Yuanchao.

   He actually confirmed that she was Qiao Zhao?

Yes, when she was in the south, in order to save her life, she deliberately called him "Thirteen", and deliberately revealed the past of the two that only Qiao Zhao knew. It's not easy to kill her, who would have thought that he would always remember this?

   "Miss Qiao, why didn't you speak?" Jiang Yuanchao asked with a smile, looking at the girl in front of him.

  Qiao Zhao smiled slowly: "Master Jiang can even call my name wrong, what else should I say?"

   "Wrong call?" Jiang Yuan grinned towards the corner of his mouth and shook his head gently, "How could I call it wrong?"

   He suddenly reached out and grabbed Qiao Zhao's hand.

  Qiao Zhao's gaze fell on the hands of the two of them, and his eyes were full of anger.

   But she knew that in a place where there were only two people, the needless struggle would only make her uglier.

  Qiao Zhao's cold-eyed attitude made Jiang Yuanchao feel a pain in his heart.

  Why is she so calm? Even if he recognizes her, won't she have the slightest wave in her heart?

   Does this mean that he is an irrelevant person to her?

  Yes, what she cares about is her brother Qiao Mo, what she cares about is the fire of the Qiao family, and what she cares about is the champion, what is he?

  Jiang Yuanchao grabbed Qiao Zhao's hand tightly, put it on his heart, and said word by word, "Even if I can call it wrong, I won't admit it here."

  Qiao Zhao couldn't bear it any longer and pulled his hand back.

  Jiang Yuanchao held on to his hold and chuckled, "You said, did I admit I was wrong?"

   "Master Jiang, let go."

  Jiang Yuanchao seemed to have water in his eyes, and repeated: "You said, did I admit my mistake?"

   How could there be such a cruel woman, let him have been thinking about it since he was a teenager, and deliberately revealed his identity in front of him, but now he has refused to admit it.

   She is the forbidden place in his heart that cannot be touched, but he is irrelevant in her life.

  How this makes him reconciled!

   "Master Jiang, you've lost your way." The corners of Qiao Zhao's lips were tight, if it wasn't for the difference in strength, he would have liked to raise his hand and slap the man.

   What does he take her for, and hold her hand like this?

  Jiang Yuanchao closed his eyes: "Tell me, did I admit my mistake?"

  Qiao Zhao finally couldn't help sneering: "Master Jiang admits his mistake!"

   If you don’t admit your mistake, so what?

   Could it be that he wanted to take her home as a concubine?

   Qiao Zhao is not a fool. At this time, he naturally understands that the person in front of her has not forgotten her love for the past.

   Hearing Qiao Zhao's denial, Jiang Yuanchao pursed his thin lips tightly, his blood faded, and his hands were more forceful, as if only by holding onto the girl's hand in front of him would he be able to capture the beauty in his memory.

   "Master Jiang, please let go."

   Jiang Yuanchao looked down at Qiao Zhao and said nothing.

  Qiao Zhao frowned: "Master Jiang, have you ever thought about your fiancee's feelings?"

   "What if you don't have a fiancee?" Jiang Yuanchao blurted out, met the surprised look on the other side, tilted his head in embarrassment, and said slowly, "You are so smart, you definitely understand what I want to say."

  Qiao Zhao's expression was still calm, and he said lightly: "Yes or not, it's Lord Jiang's choice. And my choice, I believe Lord Jiang also knows."

  Jiang Yuanchao suddenly let go of his hand, fell down, and smiled bitterly: "He's so good, he hurt you once, are you still willing to come closer?"

  Qiao Zhao smiled: "In my heart, of course he is excellent. Mr. Jiang, you are also a smart person, why don't you know how to cherish the people in front of you?"

   Jiang Yuanchao said nothing.

  Qiao Zhao took a step back: "Master Jiang, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I will take one step first."

   Staring at the slender but straight back of the girl, Jiang Yuanchao slowly opened his mouth: "So you still admitted that you are Miss Qiao?"

  Qiao Zhao paused in footsteps and left in a hurry without looking back.

   Jiang Yuanchao chuckled lightly.

   Cherish the people in front of you?

   With so many people in front of him, which one should he cherish?

   It would be good if she admitted it.

   From then on, what lived in his heart was a living girl instead of a pile of loess.

   "Sir—" Seeing Jiang Yuanchao laughing all the time, Jiang He who came out of the dark couldn't help shouting.

   Jiang Yuanchao looked at Jiang He.

  Jiang He rubbed his hands together, hesitatingly said: "Sir, this subordinate thinks it's not good for you to be like this—"

"Um?"

   "If the Grand Governor finds out, you're screwed!"

  Jiang Yuanchao reached out and rubbed Jiang He's worried face as a bun, and said coldly, "I don't know if I'm finished, but you're definitely finished!"

   "Sir—" Watching Jiang Yuanchao stride out, Jiang He stretched out his hand, and finally hugged his head and cried.

  I'm on the pirate ship, I'm on the pirate ship, the key is that I can't get off, who will pick him up?

   The crowd was surging outside, and Qiao Zhao saw the morning light rushing around at a glance, and waved to him.

   Chenguang rushed over and almost gave Qiao Zhao a hug in excitement, remembering that it was their general's wife who stopped the car in time.

   "Three girls, you scared me to death!"

  Qiao Zhao retracted his hands to his sleeves and said with a smile, "I was just scattered by the crowd. Let's go, don't tell your generals."

  Jiang Yuanchao stood in the crowd, watched Qiao Zhao gradually disappear into the crowd under the protection of the morning light, and smiled while holding his lips.

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