Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Since that day, I started to hate chives, war, blood, and killing. It was also from that day that I became a real soldier. For me, the iron blood on the battlefield was no longer full of pride and battle. The enemy will not be for the future of fame. I just want to do my best to protect the territory of Dali, I just want to do my best to protect everyone I care about, I just want peace in the world, and no smoke, but ... "

But what?

Lu Zhishan didn't go on, and Mu Nanzhi didn't chase after him. She reached out and wrapped her head around Lu Zhishan, and led the man to her neck.

"Cousin, you've done a good job, it's really good," Mu Nanzhi drew a pain in her heart, she didn't know how to comfort the silent man in her arms, and she could only touch it Holding the man ’s back, "Cousin, I know you are different from them. I know you have been wronged and forbearing all these years, but you have no regrets, cousin, I am really proud of you . "

Yes, she knows that Lu Zhishan has been aggrieved and forbearing all these years. This man seems to be a Dapeng who has been trapped in his wings, trapped in the dirty concrete pit of Jingshi, it is difficult to return to the sky.

Because I know, I feel bad.

With her chin gently against the man's hair, she rubbed lightly, and asked a little timidly, "Cousin, do you still want to return to southern Xinjiang?"

Lu Zhishan didn't answer, but looked at her steadily. He paused, and reached around Mu Nanzhi.

Mu Nanzhi's eyes were astringent, and she lifted her head and forced tears back again.

"Cousin, if you want to go back to southern Xinjiang, just go," Mu Nanzhi grabbed the man's face, his big watery eyes stared at the man without blinking, clear and beautiful, "cousin, I really like you, no matter if you are the King of Kings who is trapped in the capital, or the general in the field, I like it, not only now, but I will like it in the future, and I will like it even more now. "

Lu Zhishan looked at the child's beautiful and pure face, his eyes were sore, his throat knot slipped up and down twice, but there was something to say, but he didn't say anything, he just blinked Looking at Mu Nanzhi, he felt heartache, and then he snuggled Mu Nanzhi into his arms, and the overwhelming kiss came immediately.

Mu Nanzhi hugged the man's neck tightly, and they kissed each other anxiously, as if to exhaust the affection of this life.

This time, Mu Nanzhi was obviously more proactive than before. Men like her initiative too much and hugged her tightly. Her strength was so strong that Mu Nanzhi even felt pain, but Mu Nanzhi was reluctant to let go of the man. She gently rubbed the man's face, this face that she loved and hurt so much, every time from the forehead to the chin, she touched it carefully, her fingertips slipped past the man's throat, and finally stopped at The button on the neckline of the man.

When the last button was untied, the man's bronze body was immediately reflected in Mu Nanzhi's eyes. She stared redly at the crisscross scars on the man. She looked stunned, her fingers lightly on those scars. Swipe gently to trace the lines of staggered scars.

It was a man's pain, and it was a man's medal.

The man looked up, his eyes were red. He looked at the darkened sky, watching the full moon rising from the sky, he felt that his soul was about to come out.

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