A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Tingyun's eyes, and then he slowly smiled, looking at Long Jiu with more tenderness in his eyes.

"I couldn't ask for more."

Long Jiu's eyes were bright, and the joy in his eyes was undisguised. He was obviously very happy, but he deliberately asked: "Really? Don't you feel that you have no freedom? You know that from now on, you can only

You're with me, and the time we'll be together is very likely to last for tens of millions of years. Don't you feel tired of me, brother?"

Xiao Tingyun chuckled, and then slowly picked up Long Jiu. What he said was the same as before: "I can't ask for anything more."

How could it be possible to get tired of it?

Being able to be with her for a long time, even if it lasts for thousands of years, is not enough for Xiao Tingyun.

Long Jiu is the flower that blooms in Xiao Tingyun's heart. It is also the redemption that Xiao Tingyun struggles to survive in hell. It is also the only light in his fifteen years of gloomy life.

Xiao Tingyun never thought about letting go, even if he knew that even if he could have her, it would only be for a short two hundred years at most, he never thought so.

Now he was told that he could live the same life as her, and that he could be by Long Jiu's side for thousands of years. Xiao Tingyun felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction that he could not give him even if he succeeded in revenge.
Chapter completed!