Shen Nanxing buried her head in Fu Jiuli's arms and burst into tears.

After she stopped crying, she slowly raised her head and saw at a glance that there was a noticeable wet spot on the man's chest.

She felt her cheeks getting hot, and before her eyes met the man's, she quickly lowered her head, pinching the corner of her clothes with her fingers, not daring to look at him at all.

How embarrassing!

She had lived two lifetimes and had never been so embarrassed in front of others.

Fu Jiuli followed her line of sight and naturally saw the wetness on his chest, the woman's fluffy head drooping down, and her rosy and lovely profile.

And the corner of the clothes had been crumpled into a mess by her.

A smile appeared in his dark eyes. He couldn't help but gently stroke her hair, coughed lightly and said, "Can you cry now?"

"If you haven't cried enough, I'll change my clothes."

"you!"

Shen Nanxing was so angry that she pushed him, raised her head and glared at him, then turned her head away.

After a while, she lowered her head and whispered, "Fu Jiuli, how did you know that he is my brother?"

"He sneaked up near the military camp and was captured by me. He had received news of the Donglai massacre and rushed back in a hurry. He wanted me to release him, so he revealed his identity."

Shen Nanxing thought of something, raised his head, and widened his eyes: "So it was because of his intervention that Donglai didn't continue the massacre, right?"

Fu Jiuli lowered his eyes slightly and saw that the woman's two hands were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Her whole body was tense, her eyes were red, and there was an expectation that was about to be shattered in her eyes. She looked very nervous.

It was as if if the answer he gave was not to her liking, she would cry to him on the spot.

He frowned slightly. Is Shen Ming so important in her heart?

Subconsciously, I didn't want to say anything good about him, but when I saw her tears were about to come out...

What a crybaby.

The man's dark eyes reflected the woman's pitiful face, and he finally opened his thin lips and said, "Yes, he was the one who took care of it."

Without any warning, the tears in the woman's eyes fell, and she quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand.

She sniffed again, her voice filled with joy and a thick nasal tone: "I knew it, I knew he didn't mean it..."

"He must have his reasons..."

Shen Nanxing felt tears welling up uncontrollably for a moment, but she felt a little embarrassed in front of Fu Jiuli, and instinctively didn't want him to see her in such a miserable state.

Seeing that her tears had begun to flow again, she didn't have time to think and threw herself into the man's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

Hiding in his arms, sobbing softly.

Fu Jiuli felt a sharp pain in his heart. He slowly placed his hand on her back and patted it gently.

But the woman couldn't stop crying.

Not long after, his clothes were wet with her tears again.

How many tears did she have?

If she keeps crying like this, she might cry all the water out of her body...

Jiu Qian Sui, who had always been calm and composed, once again felt at a loss.

He looked down at her helplessly: "What should I do?"

The crying woman was startled and raised her head from his arms, tears still hanging on her eyelashes: "What?"

As soon as she raised her eyes, she met the man's eyes, and her embarrassed look was reflected in his dark pupils.

Just as I was stunned, I heard a hint of helplessness in the man's low voice.

"How can I stop you from crying?"

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