Chapter 746

What kind of mess is this woman thinking about? Looking at the woman's expression, the man knows that the woman must be thinking again.

So every time this woman shows this expression, her own breath begins to float. Maybe she doesn't notice it, but he feels it clearly.

I moved my mouth. I wanted to ask something, but I didn't say it in the end.

And often porridge, also because of his brain, also don't want to say anything, originally have a lot of words to say, but the words to the mouth is inexplicable can't say.

In the final analysis, there is no sense of trust between each other, or that the key point to get along with each other is not completely found.

Chang Cong is a sensitive person. Her experience makes her have a strong sense of alienation. She is habitually wary of everyone and can't easily believe it.

This is the hostility emanating from her bones. Even she doesn't know why. Until one day she becomes herself again, she will understand that this is a kind of hostility emanating from her own instinct.

She has no memory, but the instinct of her body will choose to protect her and make her wary of others. Only in this way can she make herself in a safe situation to the greatest extent and not make the situation worse.

Originally, it was a very good thing, but in emotional matters, it undoubtedly added a lot of obstacles to Chang Cong. With its sensitive character and inexperience, things became more difficult.

In addition, Feng Tingmo has always been used to being overbearing. He never knows what gentleness and humility are. He can only express his feelings in his own way. It's strange that Chang Cong can understand it!

It's the biggest miracle that these two people's personalities collide and can still get along with each other in the same space!

It's not easy to give back to others. If you want to finally walk together, you have to experience a lot before you can gradually run in.

As long as two people can have a little more mutual trust and communication, they can confidently and boldly ask their own questions without such entanglement.

She wanted to ask whether Feng Tingmo cared about her? Is it different for her? And... Does he like her, too?

Obviously, it is a simple thing, but it becomes difficult to prevent smashing two equally stubborn people.

She couldn't ask, and he couldn't understand what she was thinking.

What could have been accomplished simply became extremely difficult for them.

It's also a fan of the audience. The servants of Feng's family can clearly see that Feng Tingmo's different attitude towards Chang Cong is something they have never seen before.

Is Fengting different from changcong? Naturally, Feng Tingmo didn't notice how much congee he had before.

As for later, that is to say, Fengting was not intended for.

It's hard to say who was the first to be clear between two people. It can only be said that everything happened unconsciously.

What they have noticed is that everything has happened quietly, and there is no room for maneuver at all.

It's just that the two people have different ways of expressing their feelings, but they all have the same ideas in their hearts. They just lack an opportunity to find out.

Of course, this opportunity will come soon, but now they know nothing about it

This meeting filled the air with a trace of embarrassment, just dyed some warm atmosphere, dyed into condensation.

Although the man is holding his breath in his heart now, he doesn't drive as fast as he just did. It's not that he didn't want to punish this woman.

It's just that I noticed in the rear-view mirror that the woman's face is still white. The hand holding the steering wheel is tight. The idea of speeding up is inexplicable, but it can't be used.

So speed has been maintained at the beginning of that slow speed, so that often porridge can adapt, not too uncomfortable.

Chang porridge also noticed this, lips pursed, and finally opened his mouth first to break the embarrassing atmosphere.

It seems that there is no need to fight like this.

"I'll remember to say it next time." Chang Cong's voice is not big, but in this space with only two people, the voice is enough for two people to hear clearly.

Chang Cong did not say other specific things, but both of them knew what Chang Cong said.

What she meant was the question she had just asked, that is, why she didn't feel comfortable.

She forced herself to suppress the sour feeling in her heart. She pretended to be indifferent on her face, but the flickering luster in her eyes betrayed her inner restlessness.

There's no way. She thinks she can be calm enough, but when it happens, she knows that some things are really beyond her control.

Just like now, Mingming has warned herself countless times in her heart not to have delusions about this man. These are just what she thinks.

But think of just what the man said, often porridge or some back to God, trance think this is the man for her gentle.

It's wrong to know what you think like this. There's no way to do it. But Chang Cong's heart can't be controlled. Some warmth exists in it

"Well. In the rear-view mirror, the man clearly looks at the struggle and flashing luster in the woman's eyes. His eyes squint. Chang Cong doesn't notice at all. It turns out that his every move is in the eyes of the man.

Naive thought that his emotions to cover up very well, but I do not know, she in the eyes of men, there is no secret to speak of.

Even if the man didn't see her expression, he would notice that something was wrong, because in his opinion, the woman's acting skills were too bad.

But for a moment, he didn't know what was really in this woman's mind.

Feng Tingmo, who is strong and used to it, likes to control everything in his own hands. He doesn't allow any change in the middle. He likes everything to develop according to the prescribed track.

And in his life, the biggest accident, one is the appearance of shallot flower, the other is often porridge.

For this woman, there are too many variables, in her body, there will always be all kinds of possibilities, her appearance is the biggest variable in mischief.