Qin Mu has always been a timid person. She is far less fearless than she pretends to be.
Qin Mu, who used to be arrogant and domineering, was herself in disguise, a mask she wore for herself.
Under the mask, she is a timid and lonely person.
Before she knew Yan Lishu, she was totally supported by herself. After knowing him, she slowly relied on this man.
Relying on too much, so that after breaking up, he gave her pain, let her no one to talk, even the best friend can not say, can only hide alone lick the wound.
Qin Mu didn't want to say that she didn't dare to ask, and was afraid to get the ruthless answer from the man, which made her sad and sad.
Yan Lishu looks up at Qin Muzhong's raised face, "who beat you, Ning Jili?"
Frown tight, in saying the three words of Ning Ji Li, eyes sinister.
"It's not him."
Qin Mu thought of his face, lowered his head and covered his cheek with his hand, not wanting to be seen by Yan Lishu.
She must be ugly in this way.
"Who moved that hand?" The man's voice did not take any temperature, the anger overflowed, the gloomy eyeground also immediately covered with a layer of frost.
Qin Mujiang's head was very low, and his voice was light and ethereal. "Something else happened, anyway, it had nothing to do with Ning Jili!"
Yan Lishu's anger has nothing to do with Ning Jili.
What happened to her on this ship.
After all, the two had been together for some time. Yan Lishu knew Qin Mu's temperament very well.
She would never say anything she didn't want to say.
Now he has to know what happened.
Changed the lane, stepped on the brake, and parked the car on the side of the road.
The car suddenly stopped, Qin Mu subconsciously covered his face and looked at him.
Yan Lishu unbuckles his seat belt and leans down to approach her. "Sweet, tell me what happened?"
With warm hands, carefully holding her cheek.
I'm afraid I'll hurt her if I try too hard.
Qin Mu looks at the man in front of him and sees his face reflected clearly in his eyes.
Qin Mu hasn't heard him call himself sweet for a long time, his nose is sour, and his dry tears can't control them. They circle in his eyes and fall out.
Sobbing, he explained in a low voice, "it's he Lei. He wanted to touch me and tore my skirt. Fortunately, Ning Jili arrived in time and saved me."
I want to cry wildly in front of Yan Lishu, but she has no qualification, hasn't she?
"Yan Lishu, didn't I ask you to leave me alone no matter what happened to me?"
Tears fall down the cheeks, dripping into the palm of the man's heart, but it's cold.
This man, in the end, knows whether he appears in front of her again and again, how much hope she will have.
However, as much hope as there is, there will be as much disappointment.
Yan Lishu had no voice, and his face was full of heartache.
Qin Mu, the little woman in front of him, could not help showing her gentle expression.
He could not see her cry, want to open his eyes to see her every day, want to put her on the tip of his heart to coax a lifetime.
Yan Lishu closed his eyes, let go for such a long time, and endured for such a long time, but found that he was always at ease.
Instead of leaving her alone, it's better to protect her under her own protection and let him deal with future affairs.
At this moment, he just wanted to hold the little woman in his arms.
Yan Lishu finally said the words buried in his heart for a long time, "Qin Mu, let's get married!"
[propose, scatter flowers]