Chapter 249

Looking at the white tender fingers suddenly appearing in his chest, Ling Tianwang's action stopped.

"Why stop me?" He asked in a deep voice, sullen, fell in Zhou ruo'an's ears, but all became grievances.

Zhou ruo'an kept smiling and didn't speak, but the action in front of him was particularly firm and didn't mean to leave.

Two people so quiet confrontation, also don't know how long, Ling Tianwang long spit out a mouthful of turbid gas.

He put the box back again, helplessly looking at the person standing in front of him, and asked in a low voice again, "why stop me? These are just some junk things that should not have appeared in front of you and me. Now I'm throwing them away to get everything back on track. "

Although Ling Tianwang is very firm in his words, Zhou ruo'an, who has been observing him, can clearly see the reluctance in his eyes.

Obviously, Ling Tianwang didn't take these junk things in his eyes as he said. He even cared about these things, or he cared about Zhou ruo'an's attitude when he saw them.

Aware of this, Zhou ruo'an laughed more and more freely.

She raised her hand and kept hitting her chin with her index finger. She looked like a dandy.

Aware of Zhou ruo'an's lingering eyes on himself, Ling Tianwang's uneasiness became more and more intense.

Light cough, Ling Tianwang some uncomfortable raised his hand to cover each other's eyes, but this step is a blunder.

Feeling the soft texture in the palm of his hand, Ling Tianwang just felt like someone was holding a small brush in his heart, brushing away all his affectations.

"I thought you would like it," Ling Tianwang lowered his head and murmured in a low voice with some chagrin, relying on Zhou ruo'an's inability to see his own expression at this time. "It's clear that those generals and Deputy generals all said that women like these things."

Quietly listening to all the complaints and discontent in Ling Tianwang's mouth, Zhou ruo'an's heart slowly dyed into a ball, and the armor also seemed to be made of glass, which was smashed out of cracks by his whispers. Finally, just a breeze, it suddenly broke down and disappeared.

"I really don't like these things," Zhou ruo'an opened his mouth, and his voice rang out slowly. "What I like more are daggers, swords and other weapons. I like watching soldiers train, and I like to fight with them. I like to fight back all the enemies who dare to invade us with my comrades in arms."

Although Zhou ruo'an said a lot about his hobbies, the only thing that attracted Ling Tianwang's attention was the first sentence.

"You don't like it," he murmured, with a bitter smile.

Clearly feel each other's attitude, Zhou ruo'an Leng for a while, then couldn't help laughing.

She raised her hand and slowly put her finger on the back of the other's hand. Then she slowly dropped and moved away the darkness in front of her eyes.

After staying in the dark for a long time, Zhou ruo'an didn't adapt to the light for a moment.

She only felt sour and astringent in her eyes. She couldn't help blinking her eyes quickly, with a touch of bright red at the end of her eyes.

Ling Tianwang looked at her and raised her finger slowly. She put it in the corner of her eye and felt the vibration when her eyes blinked.

"So that's what you care about?" Zhou ruo'an didn't care about his actions. He had a helpless smile and asked.

Zhou ruo'an's eyes were clear, like a pool of clear springs, which reflected a little him.

Under such eyes, Ling Tianwang only felt that all his thoughts were clearly seen by her.

After a long silence, Ling Tianwang nodded slowly, and his ears were even more red.

Zhou ruo'an's vision swept on the blush, and finally fell on the expressionless face of the opposite side. His eyes couldn't help laughing.

"I don't think you care about that," Zhou said. "What's more, since you care so much, why did you say that just now?"

Because I think what you like is me on weekdays, and I don't want to make such childish behavior in front of you.

Ling Tianwang blinked and didn't speak.

Zhou ruo'an quietly waited for a while, but there was still silence. She gave a long sigh, shrugged her shoulders and said, "well, I shouldn't have asked this question."

With that, she didn't see Ling Tianwang's reaction, quickly raised her hand and caught each other's cheek.

Ling Tianwang was stunned by the sudden warmth on both sides of his cheek, but even subconsciously, he didn't make any move to break free.

Because he knows who is standing in front of him and what kind of trust he should give her.

It is undeniable that Zhou ruo'an was moved by his attitude.

Because Zhou ruo'an is also a martial arts practitioner. Only when he clearly knows his body reaction can he express his master's heart most clearly. Complete trust can not be achieved by saying.Slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, her eyes, thumb light in each other's chin.

Ling Tianwang bowed his head and looked at her quietly. There was a confusion in his eyes.

"But because this is what you sent," Zhou sighed, "these things are endowed with a unique meaning. They are no longer objects that can only be played with."

Aware of the meaning of Zhou ruo'an's words, Ling Tianwang's eyes suddenly lit up, and Zhou ruo'an did not disappoint him.

She chuckled, looked at her, and said, "I like these things, not because of the value they have, but because of the value you give them."

"Or in other words, as long as it's something you really give me, even if it's just a piece of grass, it's like a priceless treasure in my heart, and it's worth preserving."

After Zhou ruo'an's voice fell, Ling Tianwang didn't respond for a long time.

Not because he didn't believe it, but because the sincerity in the words was so shocking that he couldn't get back to God for a long time.

Looking at the blank in Ling Tianwang's eyes, Zhou ruo'an was not worried. He just chuckled and his voice was as sweet as a silver bell.

After a long time, Ling Tianwang's eyelashes trembled, and there was a little light in his eyes.

He clasped Zhou ruo'an's fingers in his face. He couldn't resist the force he wanted, but he was constrained by himself.

There were many green veins on the back of his hands, but the strength that fell on Zhou ruo'an's hands could be called gentleness, and he didn't even leave a little red mark.

Zhou ruo'an tilted his head and said with a smile, "why don't you talk all the time? Don't you believe me? "