Feng Qingtian holds her slender waist tightly: "don't you believe me?"
"It's not that you don't believe it, I believe what you say now is true, but people's mood will change. What you depend on me now is just a substitute. You don't really like me, you just like me like her."
"Why do you think so? Even if you are like her, you are yourself, not a substitute for anyone."
"What would you do if your real ex lover appeared?"
Feng Qingtian touched her head: "silly girl, there is no real previous lover, you are, but we can't prove it."
"Cut, that's because you're the only one who says that now." Gu Bailu can't be fooled by her.
When she really gave up on him and suddenly came to the Lord, he could immediately forget her, she could be sure.
That woman is the one he has chased for nine generations. She has no memory, but she can still remember. There must be something unforgettable between them.
And the reason why he is so good to her now is that what she has done and acted like her.
Like does not mean she is, because there is no evidence.
"I'll find the evidence." Feng Qingtian is helpless. The girl's defense is too strong.
is as like as two peas, who will not give him easy. But he knows that once she gives her, she will be a deep love and no regret.
He just has to wait.
"Before you find the evidence, I have the right to keep my body, who let you have a loved ex lover."
"Well, you can do anything, just ignore other men."
"There are no other men who have loved each other dearly." Gu Bailu made a beep.
Feng Qingtian grabs her and holds her in her arms and looks at her seriously. Her narrow eyes show water like tenderness, which weakens his coldness: "lu'er, I don't think I will be a empathetic and other person. I believe in my intuition that you are her. I don't think she can make me like her so much. As you said, false really can't, true can't, other evidences It's all false. The real evidence is the feeling in my heart. "
Gu Bailu was seen by him to be careful of being hit by dirty children. It's really a gentle killing when the goods are serious.
Gu Bailu hooks his neck, buries his head in his chest, holds up, must hold up, can't let this guy take the heart first.
Now is not the time to talk about love.
"I'm sorry..." She spoke in a low voice, still unable to give her promise.
Although she knew in her heart that he was good and that what he said might be true, she had no impulse to him that belonged to her lover.
Maybe let her live and die for him, she can do it, but say a like him, but it seems that her voice is blocked, can't say.
"Don't say I'm sorry, I'll wait for you, just have you around."
He didn't want to force her. He could only hold her well and let other men not touch her.
Gu Bailu took a bite on his chest: "I want to make things clear to you. I want to be fair to you. You can not be so kind to me."
"No, how can I get your heart? Even if you can never fall in love with me, I will not give you to anyone."
Don't love also want to keep her around, this is his way to love.
Love is not possession. What is it?
Gu Bailu stretched out her little pink tongue like a cat, and licked it gently where she had just bitten: "does it hurt?"