Hearing Zhan Yeling's words, Xiong Miao became agitated in an instant, and even his breathing began to rise and fall.
Does that mean that he still has her in his heart?
After finally seeing Xiong Miao's face clearly, at this moment, seeing her pale face, she was stunned.
He looked shocked and unbelievable.
Zhan Yeling stretched out his other hand to hold her face, his pretty thin lips raised slightly in a smile.
Even Low Ci's voice became much gentler: "I thought you brought me food yesterday. Her scent is exactly the same as yours..."
That's the end of the story, Zhan Yeling thought, and explained it very clearly.
She can't be angry anymore.
Xiong Miao also thought that the woman she saw yesterday was wearing the same clothes as her, all of which were famous brands, all of which were Xiaoxiangfeng.
That's why Zhan Yeling admitted his mistake?
But, how can there be a woman who smells the same as hers?
"Xiong Miao, don't be angry." Zhan Yeling's gentle and low-key words could drip water, and those black eyes were a puddle of unresolved spring water. After speaking, he moved closer to her, ready to kiss her. lip.
His breath was approaching, still majestic and domineering, it was undeniable.
Xiong Miao's heart trembled, and he quickly looked away.
Zhan Yeling's thin lips wiped her face, but he didn't kiss her lips.
The face he stretched out froze for a moment in the space where she was originally, maintaining a posture of leaning forward.
And Xiong Miao backed away, pulling away from him, concealing his inner panic and panic, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, and poured water into the cup.
When pouring water, she didn't even notice that her hands were shaking.
"I'm not angry, how could I be angry." She said, her voice was very low, but trembling slightly.
Zhan Yeling has her in his heart, but he still has her in his heart!
That was enough, she was very happy and excited.
At least it proves that she did not make a wrong decision when she signed the contract just now.
For the one she loves, Zhan Yeling who loves her, she can't let him have nothing.
Zhan Yeling retreated back to her tall and straight body, her expression returned to her lazy and undisciplined look, her dark eyes stared at her hand holding the cup, was she trembling?
Why?
Because of overexcitement?
"You have something to hide from me!" Zhan Yeling's low-alcohol and menacing words sounded.
Hearing that, Xiong Miao's heart trembled, and she looked towards him subconsciously, but saw his black eyes were cold, and his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate her heart, to see her thoroughly.
His gaze was like a solid body, piercing her body, making her invisible.
"No, I was indeed angry yesterday. Because I heard what you said to Guyi and saw you hugging other women. But now that you have explained it to me, I am naturally not angry. I am just too happy It's over." Xiong Miao told him in a relaxed tone as much as possible.
Don't let the sadness in your heart show out, don't let him worry.
"Are you so happy?" He raised his eyebrows suspiciously.
"Of course." Xiong Miao smiled at him, even though the smile was pale and powerless.
"Zhan Yeling, you..." Xiong Miao wanted to ask that question, but just as he was about to say it, his throat couldn't stop being sour, and his eyes couldn't help but get wet.
The uncontrollable crying made her throat unable to make a sound, and she took a deep breath to adjust herself.
"What do you want to say?" Zhan Yeling put his deep gaze on her aggressively.
It seemed that if she didn't tell the reason why she came today, he would not let her go.
Xiong Miao also knew that since she had spoken, Zhan Yeling would not allow her to hold back her words.
Today, if she doesn't say it, she has to say it.
She straightened her breathing, looked at him with blurry teary eyes, and asked clearly word by word: "Zhan Yeling, do you love me?"