Chapter 692

"Well." Nodding, Zhou took back his hand holding the curtain and slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't know what he would encounter when he went to the capital this time, but he still had expectations in his heart that he didn't want to admit.

Maybe He and his two daughters can see each other again

At full speed, Zhou's father soon arrived in the capital.

He stepped down from the carriage and looked at the familiar and strange scenery in front of him, filled with emotion.

"Capital..." Zhou's father murmured in a low voice. He wanted to say he was back, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth.

"You go to the old house," said Zhou's father. "I'll walk around here by myself."

The man disagreed, but he knew that he could not change his father's decision, so he had no choice but to leave.

Staggering in the streets, Zhou's father with his hands on his back, looking at the surrounding scenery in his eyes is very greedy.

At this time, Ling Tianwang and Zhou ruo'an are opposite each other in the largest restaurant in Beijing.

"But have you ordered everything?" Zhou ruo'an asked.

Ling Tian looks at her and shakes her head.

Such an answer was beyond Zhou ruo'an's expectation. She couldn't help but widened her eyes, and there was more doubt in her eyes.

Ling Tianwang chuckled and explained, "the political affairs are arranged properly, but the private affairs between you and me have not been dealt with."

But with a funny look at him, Zhou ruo'an asked, "what's the matter? I don't remember

Ling Tianwang looked at her eyes gradually deepened, and the smiling expression on her face gradually became serious.

"You all go out and keep the door shut." Ling Tianwang turned and said.

Listen to his command, Zhou ruo'an's heart swings twice, and shrinks uncontrollably.

With his lips clenched, Zhou ruo'an looked at him quietly, waiting for his next words.

Ling Tianwang stood up, walked around the table between them and stopped behind Zhou ruo'an.

He raised his hand and slowly encircled Zhou ruo'an. At the same time, he bent down and buttoned the other side into his arms.

The lip slightly rubbed on the tip of the ear, warm and cool intertwined, so that Zhou ruo'an could not help clenching his fingers, toes also slightly curled up.

"What do you want to say?" In order to cover up his discomfort, Zhou ruo'an coughed lightly and asked as if nothing had happened.

"I once promised you," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice. "When everything is over, I'll give you a grand ceremony to let people all over the world know my friendship for you."

When he spoke, the hot air from his mouth hit Zhou ruo'an's ear tip, and he was slightly hot.

Zhou ruo'an was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to find out the long-standing dialogue in his memory.

She couldn't help laughing, and her body trembled slightly, bumping into Ling Tianwang's heart.

"You remember," Zhou said with a smile. "I thought you just wanted to make me happy."

Ling Tianwang's lips were slightly pursed, and Zhou ruo'an's ear tips were slightly squeezed.

This is unprecedented touch, also let her a moment stiff body, no longer speak.

"I'll always keep your promise in mind," stressed Ling Tianwang, "and I'll try my best to realize it one by one."

While Ling Tianwang talks, Zhou ruo'an bends forward fiercely, which makes his ears barely get rid of the threat of Ling Tianwang.

"Be honest!" Zhou ruo'an was angry, but his cheeks were pink like peach blossoms, and his eyes turned into a spring spring spring, soft, as if he could turn people into people.

With a slight cough, Ling Tianwang slowly stood up straight and raised his hand to touch his nose.

He sat back in his position with his fingers on the table.

"You'll get a surprise." Ling Tianwang said softly.

Raised his hand to grab his earlobe, Zhou ruo'an barely pressed down the shyness in his heart.

She looked at him angrily and said angrily, "I'll wait. If it doesn't agree with me, I won't follow it."

Ling Tianwang nodded with a smile, looking at Zhou ruo'an's eyes full of doting.

Looking at him for a moment, Zhou ruo'an turned his head out of the window.

Listening to the peddling in his ear, Zhou ruo'an said with emotion, "people in the capital seem to have long forgotten their anxiety."

Looking out from her eyes, Ling Tianwang laughed and nodded disapprovingly, "this is the center of power. Father, son, brother, monarch and minister may turn against each other because of their rights. Therefore, they have long been used to the turbulence brought about by power struggle."

“！” Zhou ruo'an was about to nod his head, but his eyes fell uncontrollably on the people walking slowly on the street.

Her eyes slowly widened, the chair was more like a needle, and she stood up all of a sudden.

Frightened by her action, Ling Tianwang blinked his eyes and asked, "what's the matter?"Subconsciously licked the dry lip, Zhou ruo'an's eyes have been locked on that person, in the face of Ling Tianwang's inquiry is also not back.

"I see father Zhou."

Hearing this sentence, even Ling Tianwang couldn't help picking eyebrows.

He leaned to the window, looked in the street, and asked, "is it really him?"

"Well!" Zhou ruo'an nodded his head, his expression was firm.

She raised her hand, pointed her slender white greasy fingers straight at Zhou Fu in the crowd, and said, "he didn't make any disguise, and his clothes and past didn't change much. How could I not recognize him?"

"I just don't know when she came to the capital, and whether she was accompanied by other people..." Zhou ruo'an muttered in a low voice with a complicated expression.

Not found upstairs peeping eyes, Zhou's father is still walking slowly, eyes in the next small stall around.

If he found something he liked, he would not hesitate to take out money and buy some.

"It's not so delicate, but it's also interesting..." Looking at the little toys on the stand, Zhou's father's eyes were slightly bright.

Hearing this, the stall owner did not hesitate to pick up the things on the stall and handed them to Zhou Fu. He said, "that's not true. I'm the only one in the capital with these things. Do you want to have a try?"

"Our master invites you up for a cup of tea."

The sudden invitation rang in Zhou's father's ear, which startled him. His arm shook violently, and he almost fell the things in his hand.

The peddler didn't want to reach out and snatched it back. He explained bitterly, "although it's small, it's troublesome to make it."

Zhou's father has no time to care with him at this time. He turns and looks at the person who suddenly appears beside him. His eyes are full of exploration.

"Who is your master?" Zhou's father asked. As he spoke, his toes retreated slightly and his palm became a fist. He could hit each other's face the next moment.