Chapter 112

He grabbed her hand, put it on his lips, and said to her with an expression and tone that couldn't be more serious: "I won't. Don't you forget that I didn't shake more than half when others said you were a demon. No matter who you used to be, you are now just my wife and the mother of my children. You know how much I love you. I don't want you to hide anything from me. If you love me too, tell me. " He wants to know where her hometown is, and if she left one day, he also knows where to look.

Should I confess to him about it? She wavered“ I'm not trying to hide you. But if you say it, you may not believe it. Even myself was wondering if my past was a dream. "

He promised without hesitation: "as long as you say it yourself, I will believe it."

Gong Yueyue was embarrassed: "do you really want to know? I'd better not... "It's very stressful for her to confess her love history with her ex boyfriend to the world's first vinegar jar.

He shook his head first, then nodded at once: "I want to know." Now that he has asked, if he can't get the answer, he will suffocate his internal injury sooner or later.

She saw him ask about Jiang Haoran again and again. If she didn't say it today, she would still ask about it tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. He simply spoke as like as two peas to him: "he looks exactly like Pan Zhuqing. When I first met him, I was a little undercover. Er, undercover means something like a spy. Lurking in the school pretending to be a little sister. Er, what little Taimei means is a little girl gangster. Do you understand? "

"I see. Go on."

"And he was just a little policeman out of the hut. While patrolling, I saw me smoking with a group of boys at the school gate. Er, smoking is a bad hobby similar to drinking. When he saw me, he came to teach me to study hard and not to fall in love early. " Speaking of this, she unconsciously put on a smile with a charming light in her eyes: "I remember that at that time, he was thin and tall, wearing a new uniform, and his face was as beautiful as carved. I'm not bragging. You can see how handsome pan Zhuqing is. Especially those eyes, green, stubborn and strong. Many girls looked at him like a flower maniac. I fell in love with him at first sight and stared at him all the time. I didn't notice the cigarette burning to my fingers. "

He wanted her to stop, because his heart was as sour as pouring a whole jar of vinegar. What he said was, "what happened later?"

"Then he walked for a while and inadvertently looked back at me and found that I was still looking at him. He turned back and pulled me away from the boys. I had a task at that time, but he pulled me very far... That's how we started. " Even though her love for Jiang Haoran has faded from her heart, recalling this acquaintance experience, she still can't help blushing.

Zhao Changyuan's nose trembled slightly, his eyes were dim, and the corner of his mouth moved a bitter sentence: "you seem to really like him."

Still addicted to the past, she replied: "once, I really loved him. Because he's really good. "

He lowered his head. His face was difficult to distinguish happiness and anger in the flickering candle light, but the delicious gas was obviously sour: "how good can it be..."

She is now playing Jiang Haoran's plot in her mind, and she doesn't notice the bad emotions of the people around her. Hearing his question, he replied with a smile: "well, he is handsome, humorous, decisive, natural and unrestrained, has good taste in clothes, and has a super good figure. And he sings very well. I especially like to hear him sing, especially Eason Chan's song. It's the original song, you know? "