Chapter 256

Rao was calm and excited by this sentence. For a while, she couldn't think of anything to say. She just stood there, her pearly teeth clenched her lower lip and forgot to take the road..

Seeing her bad complexion, an Cheng naturally knew that what her young master said must not be true, and couldn't bear to see her so embarrassed. He hurriedly went up to apologize and said, "Miss Fu, young master is also for you. Otherwise, you can go downstairs for a while?"

Young master's mind is clear to him, but it's hard for him to tell Jingzhi. It's nothing more than that he's lying in bed now. She can't move. She's bound to provoke her father when she comes here. If father plays something in secret, how can he protect her integrity?

Jing knows that she can't tell her feelings at the moment. She finally summoned up her courage to come to see him, but he closed the door for her. Even if he had complaints in his heart, she would not take the initiative to show weakness?

Listen to Shen Manjun's humiliation, is he still indifferent?

Thinking about it, I don't want to get angry. I look up suddenly, but there is a little red around my eyes. An Cheng is stunned, but I immediately think about it. This expression should be seen by the young master. If the young master sees it, even if it's steelmaking, it will turn into a soft finger.

"Tell him to let him tell me to go, and never see me again. But he said," I'll go now, and I'll live or die later, and I won't appear before him. "

Although most of her elements are gambling, she actually has some determination. This time, her decision was not very firm. When encountering obstacles, she would immediately choose to withdraw from the ostrich spirit.

When an Cheng saw that she was angry, he hurriedly turned around and went back. As soon as he said this, Meng shaoting frowned and could not speak.

An Cheng stood by his bed for a long time, and Meng shaoting sighed, "an Cheng, I always have no way to take her."

"Two little, you see it's so hot and Miss Fu comes to see you so far, you can't even keep the house away?" An Cheng tries to speak for Jing Zhi, but Meng shaoting only shakes his head slightly: "I know that my heart is also very happy, but now I am like this, there is no way to protect her."

"Two little, isn't there still me?"

"You don't have to lie to me. Aren't there many people in your hands? The old man's method has always been vigorous. If he made this decision to force me to compromise, he would not give me a little way back. If I am not wrong, I think he already knows that she has come. If you send her now, it will be too late to delay... "

"But young master, if Miss Fu is really gone, she will never come again because of her stubborn nature and thin skin. Do you really regret it?"

As soon as an Cheng said this, Meng shaoting began to contradict again, regretting? Why doesn't he regret it? He had already regretted the day he spoke to her thoroughly.

But do you really want to put her in danger?

In a word, even if she doesn't come, it may not be really safe. The retreat touches the bottom line of her father. He may not be willing to allow her. If he wants to start, he should think about it?

He was still thinking about it repeatedly, but the door of the room was suddenly pushed open by the roar of popularity. Then there was the heavy footsteps with some resentment. Meng shaoting suddenly looked up and saw her come in. His eyes could not help jumping, and he could not move half of them on her.

He had always known that she was always white and tender, but he did not expect that she would be so beautiful in a black silk summer dress.

Black silk blouse, black silk short. The pants are about 10 cm above the knee, a pair. The legs are white and straight, and the feet are black flat bottomed Roman shoes. The legs are white and round, without any extra flesh. Even one head of black hair is black, and the color is black, and the eyebrows are like mountains, the eyes are like autumn water, and the skin is as bright as the mountain crystal snow, But the lips were slightly swollen, as if they had been bitten with crimson, and the circles of their eyes were also slightly red, as if the peach petals had fallen on the blinds. When he saw her, his eyes were glued to her, and he would not move half of them.

As soon as Jingzhi entered the room, he saw his posture. There was a thick plaster on his left leg. There was still a bandage on his head. There was also a hand hurt. His face was not good. His thin cheekbones were protruding. Suddenly, his heart was sour. He was silent and an Cheng didn't know what to do to drive her away. Shen Manjun was there mocking. She couldn't stand Go, ready to throw things away, but when you see this situation, the anger like a balloon is released, suddenly disappeared.

But I always feel that I can't get over it. As soon as I bow my head and bite my teeth, I feel a little bit pretentious. When I put the bag in my hand on the tea table, she seemed to stare at him with resentment, but she was facing his unbridled eyes. She could not help turning red on her face and angrily turning around. She said, "you don't have to worry about it. I'm leaving now, and I won't hinder your eyes."

When it comes to "getting in the way of eyes", it seems that she has suffered great grievances. Suddenly, tears flow down her eyes. The more I know, the more hatred I have, the more I hate myself for being so soft and kind-hearted. He doesn't give her face, and she worries about his injury! This world, no more stupid woman than her.

"On such a hot day, you run back and toss again. You can stand it?" Seeing that she has opened the door, Meng shaoting has opened the door uncontrollably.

After a pause, he hesitated to hear what he was going to say.

On the surface of an Cheng, he said hurriedly, "yes, it's not easy for Miss Fu to come here so far. Why hurry?"

Jingzhi comes back, a pair of dark eyes sweep to an Cheng: "you just told me not to travel here, you forget?"

An City suddenly made a big red face, Meng shaoting was not at ease, turned over his face and coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, made a very calm look on his face, also swept an City and said: "this is your fault, how can you drive the guests out?"

An Cheng almost cried: "young master......" I told you exactly what you said. You don't have to be irresponsible, do you, young master?

"Why do you have to rely on Ancheng for what you say?" Static know see his face does not change lie, in the heart again angry and want to laugh, can't help choking him.

Meng shaoting's face was blue and white, sometimes blushing red. A moment later, he sighed and stretched out his right hand, palm up, towards her.

"Jingzhi, come here."

Static know eye wave micro horizontal, want to give him some color to see again, but feel again so noisy it seems that he is really hypocritical.

But if it goes like this, his face will be ugly. In a moment of hesitation, Meng shaoting has already opened his mouth again: "an Cheng, go out first."

When he spoke, his eyes were clear and he fell outside the door. Shen Manjun's figure was a little lonely, his face was dismal and intolerable, and the anger that was about to erupt made him feel guilty.

But what can he do? No matter how hard he tried, he could not like her. She, let alone, he gradually became aware of his mind, and where would he put his heart on her again?

It's better to have a long pain than a short one. If he delays for a while, it's the biggest disappointment.

"Send Miss Shen back." Before an Cheng went out, he explained again, and took back the eyes that had fallen on Manjun's face.

Manjun's last ray of light suddenly disappeared. She didn't say much, but silently looked at Jingzhi, turned around, and walked downstairs calmly.

The room is quiet for a while, full of the strong taste of liquid medicine. The air conditioner is bubbling out. The temperature is very low. After standing for a long time, I feel a little cold. I can't help shaking and feel the small pimple on the upper layer of my arm.

Meng shaoting keenly saw that he had turned on the air conditioner a little higher. He just smiled at her silently and slowly opened his mouth: "Jing Zhi, don't be angry with me. Come here quickly."

Jing Zhi looks up at him, but his steps move forward slowly.

The closer she got, the faster his heart beat. At the end of the day, when she came to his bedside, he was sweating nervously.

It was like a dream, but it was so real. She would come to see him, and the tenderness in her eyes was his heaven.

He was still half a meter away from his body. Meng shaoting could not help it. He reached out and grasped her bright wrists and tried to move towards the middle of his arms. Jing Zhiya fell to his bedside and almost touched his injured leg. Her face was white with fear. He shook his head hurriedly and comforted her: "nothing is OK, don't be afraid, it's not so delicate."