Chapter 1548

For Qin Weiyang, she really had a hard time waiting for Beiming night to come back. She thought that as long as she was willing to get along with Mingke, he would agree to let Ding Shu come back. She has already given in, hasn't she?

However, I didn't expect him to say such words. How hurtful should it be? She also has to be forgiven by Mingke. She has to get her forgiveness before she can continue to live in the imperial garden. Otherwise, she will be sent back to Beijing.

If there is no Dingshu in Jinghua, what will she do when she goes back to that place? How could she be willing to see Ding Shu and her two sons?

Why is the eldest son so cruel to her? What did she do wrong? Why do you do this to her?

…… When Mingke went back, he happened to see Qin Weiyang come out of the room.

Qin Weiyang has been lowering his head, obviously wiping his tears secretly. Mingke wants to say hello to her, but he doesn't know how to open his mouth. What's more, Qin Weiyang is not willing to talk to her.

As they passed by, Qin Weiyang couldn't help looking up at her.

Mingke saw clearly that her eyes were full of tears now, and even tears had slipped down her face.

"Aunt..."

What he wanted to say, Qin Weiyang hastily took back his eyes, no longer looked at her, and walked forward as if there was no such person as her. Her "aunt" did not shout to her heart, but let her speed up her pace.

Looking at her figure disappeared in the stairs, hurried downstairs, name can still be a little back to God.

When she was old, she always shed tears. She felt uncomfortable, and she felt uncomfortable looking at it.

Anyway, it's also the mother of Beiming night, but what identity does she use to persuade her? What reason does she have to comfort?

After all, it was this woman who made her grandfather stay in prison for so long, but if it wasn't for what he did in those years, this woman would not have suffered so much.

By now, the gratitude and resentment should have gone, right?

After so many years, we've been suffering and tired. It's time to let go of any grudges.

Since she doesn't want to get along with herself, she doesn't have to do thankless things.

Looking back from the stairway where Qin Weiyang's figure had disappeared, he saw Beiming night leaning on the door, staring at himself for a moment.

He's really tall. He's one meter nine, and his legs are so slender. The proportion of the whole person is just right. He leans to the door. His lazy appearance and unspeakable temptation are absolutely fascinating.

Especially the eyes, when he looks at you, no matter whether you are willing to admit it or not, you have to admit that a heart will sink immediately.

Never seen such a charming man, never seen such a pair of enchanting eyes, she gently took a breath of cool air, finally let her heart beat over, then walked to him.

"Don't ask. I didn't say anything serious. She couldn't stand it." When she comes to her, beimingye reaches out her long arm, embraces her, turns around and goes to the room, then closes the door.

In the room, two chairs were placed face to face. It was obvious that the mother and the son were talking just now, but they didn't know what this guy had said, which made Qin Weiyang so sad.

As a matter of fact, what she can guess is that Qin Weiyang can't do without Ding Shu. When he comes back to see her this time, it's obvious that he has lost a lot of weight. Although he is also talking and doing things, he is just like a doll without soul.

This woman is really too fragile, fragile as a real flower, without the sunshine of Dingshu, it may really wither in a short time.

She has long thought about the affairs of their emperor's family. She just wants to be with Beiming night. She married Beiming night instead of Dichen night. Therefore, she should not pay attention to the affairs of Qin Weiyang.

However, the thought that the flower in the greenhouse will wither at any time makes me feel bad.

In fact, men like Beiming night and Beiming Liancheng are very concerned about their mother, but they are not people who are willing to reveal their own thoughts.

Qin Weiyang is not good. They are definitely worse than anyone else. However, it is more difficult for them to say a few words that care about people or are slightly pleasant to hear than to ascend to heaven.

Seeing that she had been staring at the two chairs since she entered the door, she didn't speak at night. After waiting for her for two seconds, she didn't see that she wanted to speak, so she went to the wardrobe and turned out their bathrobes for them. She led her to the bathroom, who was still in a daze.

When the door of the bathroom was closed, Mingke immediately responded. He pushed him and said, "your mother just cried."

"She's also your mother. I'll remember to call her mother, not an aunt." Pull aside the button of your shirt, revealing a large landscape under the collar.

Three buttons were opened, and two of them were hung in the lower part of the chest, which could not be opened. The muscular chest was half open, and a clear muscle texture was visible. All the way from the chest to the lower abdomen was a symbol of his strength.I don't know when I was accidentally sprinkled on the head when she stepped back. Little drops of water fell down. After the tailor-made handmade shirt was wet, it immediately stuck on his strong body.

Half wet, but once with the body fit, like lust on his strong body that, no longer willing to separate from him.

Water droplets are also greedy for his tangled muscles. They are reluctant to slide down along the muscle texture, from the shoulder to the chest, and then to the abdomen, and continue to go down

The woman's sight all the way down, the sound of cold breath and her backward step happened at the same time, but she couldn't retreat at all. As soon as she retreated, the powerful iron arm of Beiming night had already held her and pulled her back.

"Well..." When the two bodies collide with each other, Mingke can't help murmuring. He just hugs them hard, and the whole person becomes soft.

Soft in his extraordinary power, soft in He has a strong and charming manliness.

The drops of water fall down and completely wet the clothes on the two people. The soft female body is close to the strong man. The contrast between the strong and the weak is so obvious. The masculinity of that moment makes her completely drunk.

I really want to be held by him for the rest of my life. I want him to rudely tear off the extra cloth on his body and tear it into pieces. I really want to be held by him

He didn't do anything, just looked at his face wet with water, looked at his short bangs dripping with water falling in front of his forehead, looked at his star eyes under the water vapor, she couldn't wait to be his woman!

It turns out that when a man is sexy, the charm is really so powerful. She Whether willing or not, I have to admit that she is Want him