Suo Qingjun Chapter 77

All the same

The night was deep and quiet, and there was only a warm yellow bedside lamp left in the bedroom.

Qing Feng’an finished washing, and her long hair fell loosely on her shoulders. It lost the noble and distant look when her hair was tied up during the day, and became a little more affectionate and gentle.He leaned on the bedside and flipped through the pages of the book with a gentle gesture. He casually placed his cell phone beside his pillow, completely ignoring the new friend he had added during the day.

Jin Xianling beside him never really calmed down.

He was lying on his side, his eyes seemingly falling on Qing Feng’an’s soft side face, but in fact, he kept glancing at the quiet mobile phone from the corner of his eye.The scene of the encounter during the day at the entrance of the corridor reappeared – Qing Feng’an lowered his eyes and smiled, talking gently to the young man, tapping the screen with his fingertips, and adding friends.

He was just a child who met by chance, but the jealousy in Jin Xianling’s heart kept suppressing it all night, and she couldn’t hold it back in the end.

When Qing Feng’an was looking attentively and his breathing slowed down for a few minutes, Jin Xianling very carefully and gently reached out and took his mobile phone over.

His fingertips deftly unlocked the code – there was no secret between them, but at this moment, he seemed like a spy.

The screen lit up, and he clicked on the contact list. As soon as his eyes fell, he saw the newly added name:

Lin Xingmian.

Just three words, Jin Xianling’s eyebrows instantly frowned again, her originally soft eyes darkened a bit, and a faint, imperceptible coldness quietly spread around her body.

He clicked on the avatar, looked at the youthful and clean appearance, and unconsciously rubbed the screen with his fingertips. The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He is obviously the person he has held in his hands for thousands of years, is his only master, and is his only lover in this life. How can a random person come to express his gratitude and receive Qing Feng’an’s tenderness and add his contact information.

Jealousy surged up little by little, and possessiveness made his heart tighten.

He even argued secretly, staring at the dialog box, hesitating whether to delete it altogether – but he also knew that Qing Feng’an didn’t like him making the decision without authorization.

“What are you looking at?”

Qing Feng’an’s voice suddenly sounded softly, with a hint of smile and no blame at all.

Jin Xianling’s whole body froze, her hands suddenly stopped, and her cell phone almost fell on the bed.

He slowly raised his head and looked into Qing Feng’an’s smiling and gentle eyes. The tips of his ears suddenly turned red. The cold aura he had just now disappeared in an instant, leaving only the guilt of being caught and the grievance that he couldn’t hide.

“I…” Jin Xianling pursed her thin lips and spoke in a low voice, with a bit of arrogance and awkwardness, “I’ll just take a look.”

Qing Feng’an put down the book, reached for her phone, and put it out of reach. She looked at him softly and helplessly: “Is it worth it for you to keep secretly looking at a child’s contact information?”

Jin Xianling didn’t speak. She just stretched out her arms and hugged Qing Fengan’s waist, burying her face deeply into his neck. The tip of her nose was filled with the light breath of her lover. Her voice was muffled, filled with jealousy that had been suppressed all night:

“I don’t like him.”

“I don’t like him coming near you, I don’t like him talking to you, and I don’t like him adding you as a friend.”

Qing Feng’an laughed and raised her hand to gently follow his black hair. Her tone was gentle and patient, with a noble and gentle tone that was unique to him: “It’s just a child who met once, so I’m just grateful. Xian Ling, there’s no need for such nameless jealousy.”

“I just want to eat.” Jin Xianling tightened her arms and hugged her even tighter, like a large dog that refused to let go. “You are mine and will be mine for thousands of years. Your gentleness, your smile, and your position as a good friend can only be mine.”

He raised his head, his dark eyes were particularly serious under the light, and he locked Qing Feng’an tightly: “We have agreed, Peony Flower has a soft spot, you can only be good to me.”

Qing Feng’an’s heart softened instantly.

He lowered his head, gently stroked Jin Xianling’s frowned eyebrows with his fingertips, and said in a light but firm voice, “Well, it’s only good for you.”

“Then he…”

“I won’t contact you again.” Qing Feng’an promised softly, “My people, my heart, and all my preferences will always belong to you alone.”

Jin Xianling stared at his gentle features, and the sourness in her heart finally dissipated little by little, replaced by a feeling of peace and possession that was almost overflowing.He lowered his head and gently rubbed the corner of Qing Feng’an’s lips, like a child who got candy.

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I won’t lie to you.”

Qing Feng’an raised her arms to hug him, and the moonlight shone through the window screen, wrapping the two of them in tenderness.

Jin Xianling tightened her arms with satisfaction, finally no longer thinking about the young man named Lin Xingmian.

As long as he is safe and has only him in his eyes and heart from beginning to end, that is enough.

Banxia novel, a lot of fun