After Huang Ling listened, she did not understand the meaning of Cheng Xichen for a while.
She turned her head and looked at his sunshine without losing his elegant smile.
She held the guardrail with her hands and rubbed her head, looking at him with a smile: "A good pearl does not necessarily need a box to protect."
Cheng Xichen reached out.
Huang Ling whispered, seeing his bones are distinct, good-looking hands, "What do you want?"
"I think, my palm is better than any box."
"..."
"I am willing to take care of your pearl. I don't know if you would like to give it to me for safekeeping?"
When Huang Ling heard it, a feeling of indescribableness suddenly appeared in her heart.
Cheng Xichen is telling her that she understands.
This kind of love with a campus taste is enough to make people feel heart.
The lights of the night, Cheng Xichen's handsome, against the more handsome.
Huang Ling smiled and said that she was suffering, but she did not suffer.
Because the men who appeared in front of her, all of them are so handsome, so there is a background.
Gu Yu is, Mo Bosen is, now even Cheng Xichen is also.
Whether or not you get the true heart of the other person, at least you have enough to enjoy your eyes.
She smiled lightly and with a heartless taste.
But under the light, it is so beautiful, so attractive eyes.
Cheng Xichen looked at her, shallow lips, "What are you laughing at? Don't believe what I said?"
"Letter." Huang Ling looked straight into the eyes of Cheng Xichen's black eyes. "You fell in love with me at first sight. Why don't I believe?"
Cheng Xichen’s hand has not been recovered yet, but she is approaching her. “How? Will you be willing to hand it over to me?”
Huang Ling looked down and looked at his palm.
Long eyelashes obscured her emotions.
Suddenly, she smiled and raised her hand, using her slender index finger to write in his palm: Sorry.
These two words add up, there are quite a lot of strokes, she slowly wrote.
The soft touch made Cheng Xichen’s heart move slightly.
He bowed his head and looked at her.
Condensed her face, at night, her face, with the crystal of silver jade, very beautiful!
He used his heart to feel the words she wrote, and when he wrote, he gave him a heart-like itch.
He would expect her to refuse, but when she felt the word "sorry" she wrote, his heart was still tight and lost.
After writing, Huang Ling looked up and confronted him with a very bright and sincere smile. He said, "Cheng Xichen, thank you for your heart. But I am sorry, I can't go through a new relationship now."
Her frankness made Cheng Xichen feel better.
She said that she could not go through the experience, instead of telling him directly, she still loves Mobson.
Although he is generally unable to accept new love, he can't forget his predecessor, but Cheng Xichen still likes to hear her rejection.
Cheng Xichen raised his lips and smiled. "Nothing, I am too hasty. But Huang Ling, what I said to you is true. I want to be your box and let you hide when you are not happy." Cry, when you are tired, go back to the box where you can't be beaten by the wind. On one day, you need a box, I hope you can think of me."
Huang Ling just looked at Cheng Xichen laughing, did not speak.
"You must feel that this time will be very heavy when you talk about this topic. We don't talk about it, I want to see the aunt dance, dance, let's go to eat late at night?"