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"Yes, I love you." It was as if he had confessed to her three years ago on this peak.

Regardless of whether it was his temptation or not, he still had to listen to him.

He had been waiting for this moment for a thousand years.

The scent of roses wafted through the interior of the car.

When panting and muttering, that white arm wrapped around his neck, time seemed to have stopped at this moment, the world seemed to have returned to the ancient times, Adam and Eve, were him and her at this moment.

Would he only regret stealing the forbidden fruit?

At least he wouldn't.

As for her, he did not know.

He didn't intentionally create such an opportunity. In his heart, he was more or less grateful to Yinyin's opponent, Ruan Fengxiang.

When his breathing stopped, when he and her exhausted body squeezed into the narrow seat, he suddenly realized that it was good to be narrow, at least to have him so close to her, even if they had to separate.

A thick smile spread across his face. "Yin, let's remarry."

She suddenly woke up from her stupor and sat up. The hot and dry feeling on her body had already disappeared, and only her ice-cold skin remained. She hurriedly picked up the clothes scattered on the floor of the car to cover her embarrassment, "You … "Don't even think about it …"

"Little …" A low voice filled with regret. She had persisted on for three years, but at this moment, there was nothing left of her innocence. She had lost.

But at this moment, she didn't know who to blame. Was it Ke Zhengwei's fault? It was as if the mint fragrance wasn't given by him, not to mention the fact that he had suffered greatly from it. Perhaps his life was in such a state, but she was truly unwilling. She blamed herself for not being able to resist the temptation of the incense.

"Yin, I'm sorry." He could feel that she was angry, but he was saving her, if not …

Moreover, he had humbly apologized to her. This was unprecedented and would never happen again. This was the first time he apologized to a woman.

However, Yinyin didn't pay any attention to him. She angrily threw the cushion in her hands. Every time the cushion was violently thrown down, she would jump up and down. However, every time she heavily fell down, she was angry.

Three years ago, she was already his wife. After so many times, could it be that she cared so much about this one time?

However, her face was black, causing him to not dare to say anything. He was afraid that the moment he said it, she would smash the cushion against him.

But that's not right. Let her beat him up. It would vent his anger if he hit her, so he didn't have to keep sighing like that. It would even hurt his own heart if he pissed her off.

Thus, he consciously placed his head in front of her. "Here, I'll give you a punch."

Sure enough, the 'retribution' that he anticipated had come. The cushion pounded against his head, but he happily smiled.

So it turned out that he was also a despicable person.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. In the past, it was always women that pestered him, but today, it was the opposite. Dammit, he had to pester a woman.

She kept hitting him again and again, as if she wanted to vent all the frustration in her heart.

Finally, Yinyin was tired and her arms were sore. She stopped and angrily pushed his head away, only to discover that he was still the same as before, revealing himself to her naked body. "Go to hell, hurry up and put on your clothes."

He looked at her with a funny expression. They had been together for half a year and they had just experienced an endless battle. But now, she was blushing because of his nakedness.

He put on his clothes one by one with a low smile. He had never had a moment of gratitude for the person who had schemed against Yinyin.

He wanted to be quiet, to push open the door of the car, to lean out, to light a cigarette with a match, to get used to every indulgence, to smoke a cigarette that would somehow clear his head, and at the moment his mind was in a state of confusion.

The long and narrow bamboo leaves swayed gently in the wind. With one hand smoking and the other picking off a leaf, he played around with it in his hand. His mind was filled with the constantly changing facial features.

Perhaps he should tell her his story one by one, and asking for her forgiveness was his best choice. He had tried so many women, but only one could give him a sense of peace. After three years of losing him, he really didn't want to lose her again.

Her reaction just now had already told him that there was still some place for him in her heart. It was because of love that he hated her.

In fact, the deeper the hate the love, the deeper the love. I don't remember when this is seen online, but it is a true representation of the true meaning of love.

While he was deep in thought, more than half of the cigarette in his hand had already burned away, and the cigarette ash gently fell down. That feeling suddenly made him have a bad premonition, as if it was him and Yinyin …

Yin Yin, she's still in the car.

After leaving her for so long, she was still angry.

He turned around and looked at the BMW that was four or five meters away. Then, he saw that the BMW had started to move.

God, it was Yinyin who wanted to get out of his car.

Was Yinyin going to throw him in the bamboo forest halfway up the mountain?

No, it was not easy to drive, and Yinyin's driving skills weren't very good either.

Feeling vexed, he actually allowed her to leave the car by herself.

Smoke, it was all the fault of his addiction. He threw away the cigarette in his hand and swore that he would never smoke again in this life.

The moment he arrived in front of the BMW, the BMW opened up its throttle and drove forward. The BMW was like an arrow that had left the bowstring; it seemed that Yinyin was going to risk her life to leave him.

There was only a small part of the road that was flat. No, he could not let her leave. This was very dangerous because her emotions were very unstable.

He desperately chased after the wheels. He had to get to the front of the car, and he had to make Yinyin stop the car so that he could drive safely.

He knew from the rear-view mirror that Yinyin would see him desperately chasing her, but the BMW didn't have any intention of slowing down. It made Ke Zhengwei frown, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up to his car.

He did not give up. Was this how Yinyin hated him? He really couldn't understand. He had only imprisoned her for more than a month in order to not hurt her, but he had still pampered her during that month.

It was said that a woman's heart was made of water, but he really didn't understand her.

He looked at the BMW that was gradually moving away from him in a daze. Because it was the same BMW that she had ridden on before, he had never changed it in the past three years, and even Ah Cheng was curious as to why he would always drive that BMW that was replaced by a new one every year. Actually, it was because that BMW had her smell and smile in the past.

No, he really couldn't be at ease.

With a quick thought, he came up with a plan. The road ahead was not easy, and no matter how hard it was for Yinyin to drive, he still had to catch up to her.

He quickly ran down the hill, slanted his legs, and rushed to the side of the road.

He was confident that with his speed and the descent of the slope, he would have a way to catch up.

Not giving up was his only choice.

As he dashed past countless bamboo branches, he could hear the sound of the wind in his ears. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to catch up to his Yinyin.

As he ran, he gradually saw the cement road not too far away. He felt somewhat happy because there were no cars driving on the cement road, so Yinyin was still on the mountain.

He was almost there. As long as he rushed to Yinyin's car, he was sure he could stop her.

That sort of primitive natural beauty was currently unable to attract his attention. He only wanted to run to the highway, only wanted to catch up with her. Her mood was unstable, he really couldn't let her drive alone.

However, the more he ran, the more mistakes he would make. As he ran, he suddenly slipped and staggered, causing Ke Zhengwei to fall onto the grass, while a cut opened up on his leg, blood flowed out like a river, but he did not care about the blood and the pain, as he did not know why his eyes kept drifting past the smoke and ash that had just fallen onto the ground. The scene gave him a bad feeling, as if the departure of this Yinyang would bring him some misfortune.

Shaking his head, he struggled to get up, not caring about the pain, and continued to stagger forward. The instant he glanced sideways, it seemed like the BMW was still quite a distance away from him, and he was only a few meters away from the concrete road.

Gritting his teeth, he insisted that he couldn't lose to him. He was a man, so what if he lost a little blood?

His feet grew heavier and heavier, as if someone had filled them with lead. He continued to run straight ahead, blood dripping from his feet as he flew past the leaves on the ground …

He was standing in the middle of the road, waving his hand. Even if Yin Yin bumped into him, he would still have to stop her, and at this moment, it was as if he had lost his mind. There was a voice shouting around him, "I can't let her leave, I'll just miss her for the rest of my life."

However, he was wrong.

Faintly he heard the sound of a horn. Was it Yinyin who was honking the horn of his car?

No, there was still a dozen or so meters to go. She would definitely stop the car and let him get in, he believed in his feelings.

However, the car horn wasn't from the BMW. The pain in his leg gave him the illusion that the sound came from behind him …

He stood like a god in the middle of the road. Heavens, what was he doing, just trying to keep her here?

Her heart was soft at that moment. She couldn't, she couldn't hit him. No matter how much she hated him, she wouldn't have the heart to hit him. Thus, she stepped on the brake …