She bit her lower lip. It seemed that she was blocked by something. Just now he called his name. He only called himself a poet.
Thinking of what happened in the company this afternoon, all the grievances can only be described in silence with the fall of tears.
Did everything change at a time she didn't know? She's the only one left in her obsession.
He reached out and touched the child in his stomach, with a heavy bitterness in his heart. Want to laugh, want to question, finally turned into silent tears, slowly rolling down, hand also grabbed two feet of the luggage.
At this point, the two people do not have to make too ugly, it can be regarded as the face of each other.
"As you can see, I've decided to leave. Let's call it a day."
In the poem, she was bitten by a trembling voice.
The light flashed twice, sending out dazzling white light. She opened her eyes and saw the anger in his eyes. Her heart seemed to have been scalded and her whole body was excited.
Eyes light doze off, let their own lip color with him, hands also uncontrolled embrace his neck. The suitcase fell to the ground with a slap and nobody cared.
Reluctant to let go, do not want to lose like this, but she can really grasp him like this, to believe that in any case, he will stand behind his back?
Remembering his gentle kiss with the cold rain, the tears on his cheek once again shed hot tears, dripping on Li Muran's neck, making him feel the fear of the people in his arms.
Hands more and more powerful, as if to integrate people into their own blood in general, a pair of eyes in a bit of blood, aware of her movement, closed his eyes, in the heart faint issued a sigh.
How can she not believe him, no one can not believe him, why even she does not believe in herself?
Poetry, you are all I want to get, once lost, what is the meaning of what I do?
"Shishi, I forbid you to leave me. You are my wife in this life, next life and forever."
He whispered in her ear, his voice with a burning breath, blowing into her ears, leaving her whole head blank, only blinking a pair of watery eyes, quietly looking at him. He bit his lower lip and didn't say a word.
Li Muran stared at her for a long time, but he was both happy and helpless: "I didn't have the kind of relationship you thought with her. I was accidentally kissed by her that day."
Hearing this, Xing Rushi sniffed and looked at him suspiciously. That day, she just shook her eyes and left angrily. She didn't see it clearly.
Seeing the sincerity of his eyes, her face can't help blushing. They have been together for so long. She really should give him enough trust.
Thinking of this, she calmed down and sorted out the events of that day. She also felt that it was very similar to what he said.
"I'm sorry."
See her appearance, Li Muran heartache is not enough time, and where will blame her, hold her again, quiet comfort up.
"It's my fault. Even if I'm not careful, I should have pushed her away at the first time. It won't happen again."
When she heard his promise, she gave a good reply. She stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the lip. Seeing this, he began to laugh in a low voice and put his head on her hair.
Listen to his powerful heartbeat, Xing Rushi thought of the things about Xing Jun and Jiang Feiyan. Now that their misunderstanding has been solved, he should know.
"By the way, I have one thing to tell you. Xiaojun and sister Feiyan are together."
Li Muran's brow slightly invisible frown, quickly spread out, to tell the truth, he is not very optimistic about this marriage.
The criminal army has always liked Qin Ranran's affairs. He knows very well that now he has promised to be with Jiang Feiyan. Whether he is completely disappointed with Qin Ranran or temporarily, he is not clear.
But if it is the latter, the last person suffering must be Jiang Feiyan, but looking at her happy appearance, he does not intend to tell her this.
Jiang Feiyan is a good woman. Maybe she can let the criminal Army take care of her after she gets married.
"Shishi, don't worry. Although Xing Jun doesn't like me very much, as his brother-in-law, I will certainly make his wedding more beautiful."
Hearing his words, the heart said not moved is false, more is he took them as a family thing.
"Thank you, Muran."
He shook his head gently, and printed a kiss on her forehead. It's just the so-called "love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me".
"It doesn't matter. As long as you are happy, I will do whatever you want me to do."
The smile on her face became more and more brilliant. She broke away from his arms and dragged the suitcase back to the room. She had intended to put the clothes back, but was stopped.