Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

"You...can't...accept me?"

Jun Suli buried his head in Qin Zheng's neck: "What on earth... do you want me to do...?"

The helpless voice was like that of an injured and pitiful kitten.

Qin Zheng felt a panic surge in his heart for no reason, like a child caught by an adult. For a moment, he didn't know where to put his hands.

She had never been so panicked before, as if she didn't know what to do at all...

My heart was in chaos for a moment, and my calm face collapsed in an instant.

Instinctively, she stretched out her hands to push him, but she didn't know where to put her hands.

"...Can't you...think about me when you do things?"

Jun Suli whispered in Qin Zheng's ear.

"Qin Zheng..." He gently rubbed her neck: "...Why is it so difficult for you to admit your feelings for me..."

One sentence made Qin Zheng's eyes widen, and she clenched her hands.

A feeling of fear from the bottom of her heart made her reach out and push Jun Suli away.

Jun Suli's eyes widened, showing a hurt look.

"Don't force me..."

Qin Zheng's hands were trembling, and she moved away from Jun Suli step by step: "Don't force me..."

"I want to go back, let me go back..." Qin Zheng hugged himself tightly.

It's like a person falling into the abyss, an act of self-protection.

She pursed her lips tightly and wrapped her arms around herself like iron chains.

This behavior of not letting anyone get close made Jun Suli's lips tremble slightly, and then they pursed into a tight straight line.

He lowered his eyes, facing Qin Zheng like this, he... was at a loss as to what to do.

"Let's go back……"

Jun Suli put a hand to his ear and leaned his back against the bulkhead. Like Qin Zheng, he covered his face with his hands.

What does heartache feel like...

Nothing more than this.

If you love without being close, if you are close, you can no longer love.

Although there is only a few steps between the two of them, they are like thousands of mountains and rivers, unable to get close at all.

Even if he gets close, he can't concentrate.

It was like a barrier as thick as a wall, isolating the two of them.

No one knows how to shorten this distance, and no one knows how to break it.

"Yes, Mr. Jun."

The respectful voice of the pilot came, and the helicopter's propellers made a "whispering" sound. After the passage of time, it landed at the original starting point.

Qin Zheng fled the scene almost as soon as the plane stopped.

Her figure disappeared from Jun Suli's sight in just an instant.

Jun Suli stepped off the helicopter slowly.

When he returned to the original place, Qin Zheng had locked himself in the room.

Jun Suli slumped on the sofa helplessly.

"Master Jun, do you need me to prepare anything for you?"

The butler came over and smiled gently.

Jun Suli said nothing.

"Then let me make a cup of black tea for Mr. Jun first."

The butler walked away, then fetched the tea set, and began to brew it carefully.

The delicate aroma of tea overflows.

Filling the entire living room with a soothing fragrance.

Jun Suli looked a little better.

"Get me a drink."

"Yes, Mr. Jun."

The butler handed the cup in his hand forward.

Jun Suli took a quick peck.

The light red tea reflected his face.

The butler's lips curled slightly.