MTL - Princess too Young, Prince too Old-Chapter 1161 You stole something from me

"I lost nine sachets in half a year. Do you think I still have a heart to wear sachets again?" Zhao Jingting laughed abruptly, holding Xie Lun's hand and gently pinching. As he continued to move forward, "Allen, tell me more. What else have you stolen from me before?"

Regarding the years in southern Xinjiang, for Zhao Jingting. It is always tragic and distressed. There are also frustrated and bloody, but since Sheron was there, he knew that there were still such sweetness and preciousness in those years. He really enjoyed hearing about Xie Lun and his past in southern Xinjiang. The clearest, purest, and most ignorant love in the young man's heart was the rarest treasure in his life.

but. He couldn't bear to force Sheron to talk about the past. Although Xie Lun's tone was always plain, but sweet and sour, Zhao Jingting could hear it. So Zhao Jingting was just curious. He never mentioned it. It was only when Shelen opened his mouth that he listened honestly.

"I stole a rhino horn belt and two short knives. Hey, there are three water pouches you've drunk." Xie Lun said softly, speaking and feeling embarrassed again, and he glanced at Zhao Jingting secretly. A little whispered, "Isn't it particularly unproductive?"

Zhao Jingting didn't speak, but held Xie Lun's hand tighter. Xie Lun even felt pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Xie Lun frowned, feeling a little guilty. "It's been so many years, and you're still angry? Have you been careful?"

"Who is careful? I'm annoyed that you didn't say everything," Zhao Jingting turned to look at Xie Lun, and said to him solemnly, "you have stolen something from me, didn't say it."

"What? Impossible, I always have a good memory," Xie Lun frowned, thinking for a moment, but couldn't remember, "What else have you lost?"

"I've lost here ..." Zhao Jingting said as he grabbed Xie Lun's hand and put it in his heart. "Allen, you stole my heart."

Xie Lun froze for a long time, and then he came back and said, "Zhao Jingting, are you sour?"

"Why? Allen, don't you like me to be sore with you?" Zhao Jingting couldn't help laughing, and said, "But I'm telling the truth, Allen, my heart is indeed really down to you. Hold it in your hand. "

"It wasn't me who stole it. You gave it to me with your hands holding a non-dead skin, and I barely accepted it," Xie Lun was proud again, and looked at Zhao Jingting with a tone. "Your old heart, It ’s hard and old, so I do n’t steal too much. I would n’t take it if I looked at you poorly. ”

"Yes, yes, it's my dead face," Zhao Jingting said with a smile, holding Xie Lun's hand and moving forward. "There is a lamb pot sticker on the front. I heard people say it tastes good, shall we try it?"

"Okay, I also heard that his pot paste is delicious." Xie Lun nodded like rubbing garlic, he was really hungry, and secretly squeezed the hands of the two people into the wide sleeves.

He likes being held by Zhao Jingting so much, but in the end there are many outsiders, but he still has to avoid it, but he is reluctant to give away Zhao Jingting's hand, so he can only shrink in his sleeves.

Naturally, Zhao Jingting also realized Xie Lun's intention. He lowered his head to look at the sleeves of the two men who were hanging on one side, and remained silent for a while, then suddenly opened the sleeves. In Xie Lun's astonished eyes, he looked down and kissed softly. Lived the back of Xie Lun's clean hands.

"What are you doing ?!" Xie Lun was so scared that the soul was about to get out of it. Now he looked around. Fortunately, no one was looking here. He was so busy pushing Zhao Jingting and whispered, "You are crazy Are you up before you drink ?! "