Chapter 709

Subconsciously, I want to hold out my hand and hold it in my arms.

But thinking that the woman had not answered her question, Feng Tingmo's fingertips moved slightly, but he didn't do anything else.

Just coldly looking at Chang Cong's pale face, the woman in front of her body said something to poke her heart.

"First it provoked the doctor, and then it was su Ye. Are you happy to see these men around you?" Don't feel like you can't see the pain on Chang Cong's face at all.

Each more word, Chang Cong's face is more white, her skin is very white, but it is normal skin color, with a healthy look.

But now is not the same, often porridge face is obviously lost blood color, only haggard, let a person want to hold her in his arms, mercilessly comfort some.

Feng Ting Mo's mouth was tighter, but the expression in his eyes was still indifferent, like he didn't care about the feeling of Chang Cong at all.

Chang Cong only felt that his whole body's blood was going to freeze, and there was no temperature at all.

In fact, it's not that changcong has never been instructed, but including Ding Lanzhi, who has been unable to get along with her recently, and has said some ugly words to her, but changcong doesn't feel too much.

Because her emotion is very indifferent, and she doesn't care about the words of the outside world. Even though Ding Lanzhi said something very ugly to her, Chang Cong is the kind of person who goes in from left ear to right ear and doesn't care about other people.

This is her nature all the time. The reason why there is that kind of alienation around her is reflected by her inner thoughts. She really doesn't care, and she doesn't pretend to be.

This is her state all the time. She won't change her mood casually because of the voice of the outside world, but now it's different. In front of this man, it seems that all her true emotions are invisible.

Always calm and self-supporting mood, in front of Feng Tingmo will be easily fully mobilized, there is no way to suppress, listen to Feng Tingmo's words, often porridge feel his heart is in pain.

"Why, I'm right. I have nothing to say, eh?" Feng Tingmo is still reluctant, saying the words that poke the heart, the expression on his face is not smiling, it is like the devil in hell.

"I'm just friends with them." Chang Cong almost exhausted his strength, did not let his eyes inside the tears flow out, do not know why, the heart is suddenly aggrieved, the whole person is on the verge of collapse, just want to cry hysterically.

She had never tried this kind of feeling. Before that, she didn't know that words could make people feel so painful. Every time she heard a word, she felt like a knife was inserted into her heart and she was gouging out her own flesh and blood.

She didn't understand why the man could say such hurtful words in such a calm tone. If Chang Cong didn't have a special feeling for Feng Tingmo, the man would have said it.

She will just listen to it as before, no matter what the content is, she will not have the slightest influence on her emotion.

However, because it was him... Because it was him, everything was different. She had to exhaust all her strength to keep a strong shape.

In fact, the pain in her heart is gradually breaking her nerves. She wants to ask aloud why she should be treated like this, but she can't because she has no position.

Yes, the position, which she didn't care about most before, is now like a natural moat in front of her, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Chang Cong's voice has a tremor, and her eyes have begun to turn red. But she stubbornly looks at the man's eyes, and doesn't let her tears stay.

This is her last dignity. She doesn't want this man to see her fragile appearance. Even though her heart is dripping blood, she still holds her head high.

She can't lose. She can. She can stick to it.

"It doesn't matter? Do you think so when you smile at them? " Chang Cong's strength did not affect Feng Tingmo at all.

On the contrary, because of Chang Cong's strong attitude, a nameless fire rose in Feng Tingmo's heart. Does this woman have to be so tough?

When she was just facing Su ye, didn't she get along very well? How to be so stubborn when facing yourself?

However, Feng Tingmo doesn't understand what is in Chang Cong's heart. He and Su ye have different status in their heart. For Feng Tingmo, it's because they care that Chang Cong worries more.

If at this time, Chang Cong took the initiative to show weakness, it would be like losing her final dignity in front of Feng Tingmo. She would not allow herself to do such a thing.

So no matter how sad she is, she will try her best to protect her final dignity. She thinks that what she just said is just her own illusion, but the fact is not like this.

She even thought that it would be better for her to leave now, but Feng Tingmo didn't intend to let her go. When she heard Feng Tingmo's words again, Chang Cong almost felt that her heart was numb with pain.

Looking at Feng Tingmo's almost expressionless face, Chang Cong's heart couldn't tell whether it was pain or despair. His face became cold, and his original mood suddenly converged.

Feng Ting Mo just subconsciously felt that there was something different about the woman in front of him. Looking at Chang Cong's expressionless face, Feng Ting Mo frowned.

Something's wrong.

Before, Chang Cong's face was a look of pain. Although he didn't feel distressed, he had a secret sense of victory. It seemed that he had finally verified something.

As a result, in the twinkling of an eye, women look different, always feel that something is beyond their control.

"So what does this matter to you?" If Feng Tingmo's voice has no emotion fluctuation, then the voice of Chang Cong is as cold as ice.

Before Chang Cong's voice, you can clearly hear the pain. Although she has tried her best to hide it, Feng Tingmo can still easily hear it.

Because the acting skill of huichangcong was so bad, I had to write the despair on my face directly. The pathetic and sad mood was so delicious.

Let people want to smash all the pride of changcong, let her emotions stop for themselves, all by themselves to write.