Zhao Siqing rolled on the bed for a long time with a pillow in his arms, and his soft hair rolled in disorder like a little madman.

"Do you think I'm afraid of marriage?" After a while, Zhao Siqing spoke again.

Nalan turns around and climbs to bed, looks at her and says, "do you like him?"

Zhao Siqing looked at him and nodded softly.

"Then what are you afraid of?" Nalan asked.

Zhao Siqing thought for a moment and whispered: "I'm a little afraid of Huo Jingchen. You know he has a strong desire for control and possession, and It's also a little extreme. "

Although she didn't want to care what happened in her previous life.

But in the end those dreams will affect themselves imperceptibly.

She didn't know if he would lock himself up one day, or if one day she would really become like that in her dream.

Zhao Siqing is in a daze with a pillow in her arms. In fact, she doesn't feel that every time she mentions her past life, Huo Jingchen has a deep conflict.

So there must have been something that was hard for her to let go, and even many things that were hard for her to let go.

Otherwise, how could she finally get to that step.

Nalan Yanran turned to her and whispered, "there's a saying that it's not just how much money a man spent on you, but how much money he had when he spent on you."

Zhao Siqing looked at her, then listened to her and said, "so I don't have to worry about what kind of person he is, but what kind of person he is willing to become for you."

Zhao Siqing carefully looks at the woman beside her. She is wearing a low necked Pajama, showing a white skin. This will make her red lips light. There is a kind of unspeakable sex appeal, which is fascinating.

"What are you looking at?" Nalan asked.

"It's the first time I found out that you can speak with such philosophy..."

Nalan chuckled and said, "are you very skinny now?"

Zhao Siqing took back his sight, hugged the pillow and sighed softly. After a while of silence, he couldn't help but start again: "so, do you think Huo Jingchen will accept the Platonic marriage?"

Although she didn't say it, she could feel it.

Since she was kidnapped last time, her rejection and resistance to love seem to be more serious.

If she can never accept it, Huo Jingchen

"No, he's stupid. He accepts it?" Nalan said with a smile.

"If you don't bully a young girl who is so white and tender, how can you be a monk every day?"

Zhao Siqing:

"But I'm afraid I can't take it all the time." Zhao Siqing spoke softly, his eyes wet and confused.

She knows the truth. It should be nice to know such a thing.

There's no reason. She can't control her mind. She will remember those bad experiences, which makes her feel sick.

"It's easy to do. It's something that is born and cooked twice. If you feel sorry for him, you can pour two bottles of wine directly on his wedding night, and then lie down on the bed as soon as you close your eyes ~" Nalan said with a smile.

Zhao Siqing looked at her stupidly, as if he had never thought he could do it.

After a long silence, she stammered, "two Is two enough? "

Nalan smiled and couldn't help pinching Zhao Siqing's face. "Why are you so cute?"

Zhao Siqing's cheek is red a few minutes, light voice way: "you still smile so happy, I want to panic to death."

For a long time, Zhao Siqing lay on the pillow and looked at the roof and said softly, "Yan Ran, do you think we will be happy forever?"

Nalan was silent for a moment. They were all born in a broken family. They had seen the ferocity of love and the different appearance of marriage.

After a while, Nalan said in a soft voice: "no one can see his whole life when he is 18 years old. Only when we look back after his whole life, can we really know whether he is lucky or unlucky in this life."