Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

So, drive, look ahead, just to live in peace.

His arms hugged her thin back, half a circle, and his big hands pinched one of her slender shoulders.

This posture makes the distance between two people infinitely close. There is almost no gap between them, and there is no sense of separation.

Outside the car window, the scenery flies by as fast as time flies.

For a long time, Jun Qi was in a trance.

He really hoped that this journey would not end so soon. It was a rare truce day that both of them were willing to agree to, and it would not pass easily. Even just one day of peace and tranquility was a kind of luxurious happiness for him.

He won't let anyone see his temporary weakness.

Even she in his arms would never know that on this day, he had a slight shake in the faith he had held for more than five years.

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Four hours later, the car slowly drove into a complex of buildings imitating the Tang Dynasty. Stars were shining brightly outside the semi-open window, and there was a strong fragrance of vegetation in the moist air.

Jun Tieshi breathed a sigh of relief, "Young Master, we're here."

Jun Qi opened his eyes, and Xia Qing also opened his eyes.

He didn't look at her, and she didn't look at him.

The entangled bodies naturally loosen up.

Xia Qing climbed down from his knees gropingly, she was more silent than before, her long curly hair covered her face, and at the same time she hid all her feelings.

The car door opened and Jun Qi stepped out. His tall body suddenly blocked the cold moonlight and created a large shadow.

Jun Tieshi jogged around and opened the door for Xia Qing. He had a naive smile on his honest and honest face. He was a guy who was hard to dislike. "Be careful of the slippery floor."

Xia Qing looked down and saw that the road paved with stone bricks was covered with a thick layer of green moss. Because it had just rained, each cluster was dark green and soft when stepped on.

If you don't pay attention, it's really easy to fall.

This is an ancient temple with a large gate. The plaque is hidden in the night, so I can’t see it clearly and I don’t know what it’s called.

A young monk wearing an apricot yellow monk's robe stood beside Jun Qi with his hands clasped together. Under the dim street lights, the monk had an extremely handsome face, with deep outlines and clear lines.

The whole person's temperament is really too cold. His eyes are a rare ice blue, and his face is a combination of Chinese and Western. The traces of mixed race are obvious and can be seen at a glance.

When Xia Qing was caught by those eyes, she felt as if she had accidentally fallen under the ice that had been cut in the cold winter months. Her whole body was filled with a shocking cold, and she felt as if she was about to freeze.

"My woman." Even though these four words were an introduction, Jun Qi's expression was cold and tense, and he had no intention of introducing her in detail.

The monk frowned slightly and said, "There are no female guests in the temple."

Jun Qi's eyebrows turned cold, "You are really into the show." After living in the temple for a while, he really thought of himself as a monk.

The monk glanced at him, then looked at Xia Qing, then suddenly realized and said in a confused voice, "It's her!"