He frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and looked up at her and said, "Have you ever thought about it, maybe what the benefactor gave you is not important to him."
She smiled and shook her head, suppressing her emotion, "But for me, that's everything. He is the only person in the world who has ever thought about my misery."
Seeing Qi and the tree trunks behind him swaying, thinking that there was a strong wind and rain of arrows from heaven, Fang blurted out "Be careful", but the man in front of him threw the wine bottle, pulled her over, put one hand on her waist, and held her head against his chest with the other, bending down to protect her tightly in his arms.
With arrows whistling in her ears, Yao Qi's eyes widened, and the faint fragrance of his clothes lingered on the tip of her nose. She couldn't think in his arms and could only hold on to his clothes with all her strength.
I don't know how long it took, all the noisy sounds faded away, but she was still stunned in place. Qiyu took a step back, as if he wanted to let her go, but Yaoqi reached out again and tightly hugged his waist, pleading, "Your Majesty, don't move! Let me hold you for a little longer... Just a little while..."
The man above him felt the slight trembling of her shoulders and laughed deeply. The vibrations came from his chest, and his body temperature made the two lines on her face cold.
He lowered his head, stroked her back, and said jokingly, "It's just a shower of arrows, but that's it?"
The person in his arms was speechless for a long time, seeming to be trying hard to suppress his sobs. After a long time, the arms holding him tighter, he heard her muffled voice, and she buried her head in his chest and cried confidently, "I'm scared... I'm scared! Isn't that scary...!"
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