Chapter 804

"Yes! I'm not a good man! " His tone darkened down, there is sadness in the eye flash, so fast, flash away. "It's all my idea. I told her to wait here, OK?"

"But you are not a bad person in my heart!" Yingyang whispered: "even if it is you, I will forgive you! It's just that Zhuo Yongchen can't be forced to do something! "

Zhuo Yongchen suddenly surprised and looked at Yingyang in a complicated way. "I'm not a good man. Why do you forgive me?"

She laughed, "Zhuo Yongchen, I don't know what kind of sadness or story you have in your heart. I can see your complaints. You hate Zhuo Yongchang's father. Why?"

Zhuo Yongchen was stunned, a little surprised at Yingyang's sensitivity.

"People say I'm gloomy, lonely and cold. They say my family name is stubborn, twisted, ignorant and skilful. I'm not a good man! I'm not sad, I'm normal! "

"Zhuo Yongchen, do you have to say that?" Ying Yang's voice is a little excited.

"You care about me?" Zhuo Yongchen raises eyebrows. His heart is like the surging sea, and his whole body is excited. He can't help pulling her, pulling her to himself, letting her sit on his lap, suddenly embracing Yingyang's waist, whispering dangerously in her ear: "Yingyang, don't care about me, or I won't let go!"

Ying Yang gave him a push and broke away, "Zhuo Yongchen, what's the matter with you? Move in a few words! You let go

"I'm not relaxed. Ying Yang, I hold you. I already hold you... " He whispered in her ear.

Ying Yang was in a panic. "Zhuo Yongchen, let go!"

"Yingyang, why is Zhuo Yongchang, why is he?" He murmured, in a sad tone.

Ying Yang struggles. Suddenly, she stops struggling, because she feels something on her shoulder. Something seeps into her skin, which almost burns her skin!

Er!

Is it Zhuo Yongchen's tears?

Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Zhuo Yongchen subconsciously.

And Zhuo Yongchen's head fell on her shoulder, and another drop of water fell on her shoulder. However, she could not see his face. His hand held Yingyang's waist tightly, tightly, as if to rub her into his body.

Ying Yang didn't struggle. He was in a daze for a long time. For a long time, he sighed. He pressed his jaw against her shoulder and neck. She felt more and more fluid around her neck.

Slightly hot breathing hit her shoulder and neck, he did not move, so holding her, slightly loose hand, not tight, but just can put her in the arms.

She moved in her heart, looked at the sky outside the window, refused to think about any problems, and said, "Zhuo Yongchen, I'm sorry! I'll never show up in front of you again, OK? There will be good girls in your life, because you deserve better

"Ha ha!" He burst out laughing.

Yingyang heard his deep breath, heard his laughter, some Pathetique, she could not say the taste.

Zhuo Yongchen's tears like a brand iron on her shoulder, so *, so bitter, she is not a heartless person. At this moment, she read out the heart of this cynical man, if she said indifference is impossible! However, she knows what she is doing and what she should do!

When he released his hand and raised his face again, his face had recovered to composure. There was nothing in his eyes. He was pure and clear, but his eyes were too pure and clear, which revealed the fragility of Zhuo Yongchen for a moment.

Ying Yang stood up, retreated to one side, picked up a far position and sat down.

Zhuo Yongchen looked at her from a distance. Across the table, his eyes were calm and distant, just staring at Yingyang!

Ying Yang lowered his head and said in a soft voice, "we don't want to meet each other in the future! Thank you for saving me in the most obscure time of my life, thank you for everything! Zhuo Yongchen, make yourself happy! Zhuo Yongchang is your cousin. I don't want to turn your brother against me because of my existence! And you, obviously not happy, why not make your life happy? "

"Who says I'm not happy?" He smiles, but the smile on his lips is so bitter.

Ying Yang stares at his eyes and says: "Zhuo Yongchen, you are not an iron wall. Is it so hard to admit that you are not happy?"

"I'm not happy! If you are willing to stay with me, go abroad with me, go to other countries, where no one knows us, I may be happy! Are you sure you want to be the one to save me? " He seemed to smile, but he was laughing at himself. He knew it was impossible, but he was still punishing himself.

"Zhuo Yongchen, I won't! I'm not your lover! Your girl will show up Ying Yang said seriously again. "She will accompany you, accompany you to heal, no matter how hurt your heart is!"

"But I only want you!" He insisted.

The air here suddenly choked her. She stood up and wanted to get out. Once again feel a pair of invisible Fate of the hand tightly pinched her neck, why hear Zhuo Yongchen said these, her heart is so uncomfortable, like a little suffocating feeling."Where to?" His tone sank.

People also stand up. He came up to her and grabbed her by the wrist. "Is the last meal so unbearable? I won't harass you any more, never again! "

Ying Yang looks back at him. The pain flashed through his eyes, and the veins on his forehead jumped up. It seemed that he could bear it very hard. But he is serious! Last meal, how sad! She was distressed for a moment and passed away in a flash!

There are footsteps, Ying Yang suddenly draw hands, a little inexplicable panic!

Zhuo Yongchen no longer entangled, Ying Yang returned to the table, sat down. "You order! Since you want to treat, I have no reason not to eat! What's more, you invited our husband and wife! "

She deliberately put husband and wife two words said so clearly, Zhuo Yongchen body suddenly a stiff, face is pale.

The door was pushed open and Zhuo Yongchang strode in.

Ying Yang looked up and saw the fingerprints on his face. For a moment, he was a little surprised. He stood up nervously and came to him, "Yongchang, your face?"

"Nothing!" Zhuo Yongchang took her hand and walked towards the table. "Are you hungry?"

Yingyang is distressed to see the fingerprints on his face, and worried in his eyes.

"Cousin, why don't you order?" Zhuo Yongchang sits down beside Yingyang and glances at Zhuo Yongchang.

Zhuo Yongchen looked at the scene, his eyes flashed a touch of loss, and began to ask people to order.

A big lunch was soon on the table, with a bottle of red wine on the starfish shaped wine shelf. Two empty glasses, each side, Yingyang placed in front of the soup.

Zhuo Yongchang did not allow her to drink.

It was quiet for four weeks, and none of the three spoke.

Yingyang also kept his head down. Zhuo Yongchang turned his head and looked at her. Under the table, he reached out to hold her little hand. She raised her eyes in a panic and looked up at him. He suddenly raised the corner of his lips and gave a faint smile. Although there are fingerprints on his face, so obvious, but the brilliance of his eyes is so attractive, all this is too dreamy, reflected in a trance, to see him looking at her and smiling. And she laughed shyly.

Zhuo Yongchen opened the red wine and poured a little.

"Forget it, cousin. I can't drink while driving. I have to drive Yingyang and replace the bar with tea!" Zhuo Yongchang did not drink.

"Call the driver!"

"Just the driver. Yingyang and I want to live together. It's too inconvenient to have a driver!" I don't know whether it's deliberate or deliberate. Zhuo Yongchang's words are hidden in his heart, declaring his position. Yingyang is his wife, and his wife is his. No one can disturb their loving world.

Ying Yang is quietly drinking the sweet soup. She actually thinks that the taste of the soup is so sweet. Like eating chocolate, has been sweet to the heart. Although it's strange for three people to eat together, Zhuo Yongchang's thoughtfulness makes her heart tremble and she has no more words. But he quietly took the plate in front of her and found delicious food for her.

His action seems casual, will jump out of the fishbone, put the fish, and put the plate in front of her.

From beginning to end, I didn't say a word.

He cherishes words like gold, but his smile is warm. Occasionally he looks at Xianzhuo Yongchen fiercely, but he has a different meaning.

She was sweet and warm.

Zhuo Yongchen's heart is sour.

A meal, three people, three tastes.

But no one spoke any more. When he left, Zhuo Yongchen went to check out and had a meal. He hardly said anything. Yingyang didn't say much and didn't even look at Zhuo Yongchen.

Zhuo Yongchang takes Yingyang's hand and goes back to the car. She touches his face painfully. "Yongchang, does your face hurt?"

He shakes his head and looks at her with tenderness in his eyes. "What did he tell you?"

She was stunned, surprised at his keenness.

"He said he liked me!" She answered honestly.

But his body was tight. She immediately came forward, put her arms around his neck, took the initiative to kiss his lips, and expressed her determination with her actions. She wants Zhuo Yongchang!

He immediately turned passive into active, like accumulated a lifetime of enthusiasm, forced to kiss her. Her little hand clings to his neck, like a duckweed without any support. As he kisses her, she turns around.

His kiss was so intense that she could hardly bear it, but he didn't think it was enough, for example, how to kiss it was not enough, not enough, never enough.

A whirl, lips and teeth between more completely selfless, she almost immediately suffocated, left and right of the head, issued a whine sound, he Suo surname with his hand righted it, let her face to him, never flash!

He closed his eyes, held her lips, and felt his heart pounding through his clothes. She no longer ignore, directly with her hand tightly around his neck, this action let him is a shock, kiss more and more intense, more and more crazy.

Finally, Zhuo Yongchang let go of Yingyang.

At this moment, he left her lips and just looked at her like that. In his eyes, he was so strange, his face was scarlet, his lips were delicate, and the tenderness in his eyes could overflow at any time.He didn't move, as if he was bewitched, but this time it was no longer her lips, but a touch of white and greasy skin exposed at the slightly open neckline.

Soft lips touched her neck, a strange and unbearable voice burst out, and her face was hot. For a moment, his body was shaking slightly. Kissing her lips was no longer a careful touch, but an aggressive attack.