Chapter 262

Is she leaving again? Just come to see his injury, will you go back again? Yes, she didn't come to stay this time. She didn't even bring any other things. She still wanted to go back.

Moreover, he just confessed that she didn't respond at all. No, she responded with her own tears.

For a while, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he never wanted to see the back of her leaving, never wanted to!

God knows that every time he looks at her and refuses him without hesitation, how hard it will take him to calm down his emotions and control himself not to tie her back to his side with those bad coercive means, just like she is pregnant with a different time!

Jingzhi suddenly turned around, crying eyes with pink, but in addition to a certain degree of consistent calm, but added to the charming and charming people.

"I'm going to sleep. I'm so tired. Haven't you arranged a place for me?" There was a dumb cry in her voice, but he thought it was the sound of nature!

"You, you're not going back?" He will ask again to get a positive answer.

Jingzhi's bad heart starts: "Oh, I'll go back then."

"Fu Jingzhi!" His left hand, which was still hanging the bandage, suddenly hit the ground heavily.

Jing Zhi is frightened, but his steps have moved past, he reaches for his injured arm and frowns: "what do you do? Don't know you're hurt? "

He gritted his teeth in hatred, and could not hold her in his arms any longer. She opened her mouth wide in fear of his actions, as if inviting him. How could he bear her such bewitchment? Her Adam's knot rolled up and down several times, which had already covered her severely.

"I will never let go again, Jingzhi, you will never escape from me again! Forget it! "

His voice was dumb but beautiful. When he said the last word, he suddenly bit the snow-white skin between her neck. He took a breath of cold air when he knew the pain. He raised his hand and hammered it on him: "what do you do, Meng shaoting? Let go..."

"If I don't, I won't!" He tried harder and harder, almost trying to melt her into his own flesh and blood: "do you still want to go?"

Jingzhi felt that he was going to bite off his piece of meat. She only shed tears of pain. She just beat him hard to get it out of his arms.

"If you bully me or bully me, go, go! I'm going home! I want to go home! " She couldn't stop crying angrily. She knew that this man was just a man who was easy to change. After three minutes of hypocrisy and gentleness, she began to be violent now. She showed her fierce face. She regretted it. She wanted to go home!

"How dare you say it!" He let go of her, eyes fixed on her crying eyes: "don't go home, do you hear me!"

If he wants to be cruel to her again, he likes to see her crying constantly in his arms. He will make her cry, and then he will hold her well and try his best to coax her.

I just want to see a childish static knowledge, a crying static knowledge, and I don't want to see that static knowledge who hides everything and wears a reserved cold mask.

Now Jingzhi is what he wants. He will cry, beat him, scold him, act coquettish, and make him almost melt. He just wants to bully her and hurt her.

"Just go home, I will never see you again, ignore you, asshole, asshole!"

Her little fist swung like a raindrop. Meng shaoting dodged from left to right, but his face was also touched several times. He hurriedly reached out his hand to control her, but he laughed, with a wicked smile on his face

"If you dare not obey me again, try to see if I can" how "you!" He said hoarsely as he pecked at her white neck between his breaths.

"You dare!"

"I dare not? I just can't move my legs. The function of other places is good. Do you want to try it? Dare I He clasped his hand behind her. Before he could breathe and breathe, he sealed his mouth. Her face was red. His hands tried to push him away, but they didn't work at all. The pain was dull. They couldn't stop. The tears fell down and sobbed

See will she bully of ruthless, he just slowly let go of her, funny and heartache again: "after the good not good?"

Reaching out to wipe away her tears, his voice was full of deep feelings, but he was severely suppressed by himself.

She cried and sobbed, but ignored him. The original little grievance was expanded dozens of times. She reached out to pinch his arm, but his arm was full of muscles. As soon as she pinched him, he deliberately forced his heart to drum up. She couldn't squeeze it. She flung off her hand and bumped it on the head cabinet All of a sudden, she cried loudly in pain

Meng shaoting was so flustered that he hurriedly took her hand and looked at it. As expected, the back of her hand was red. He was so distressed that he hugged her and coaxed her: "OK, it's all my fault. I'll never bully you again, OK?"

Jing knows that she can't stop crying. She only feels how her hands hurt like this. She doesn't cry when she cuts a small piece of meat. She suddenly becomes so delicate! The more she thought about it, the more she hated it, the more she thought about it. She didn't want it at all, but she just couldn't help crying in front of him and scared him to death!

Now, she seems to have grown up to be the child who played coquettish in front of her father when she was a child. After her marriage, she seems to have lost this right gradually. She pretends to be a mature self, and shows herself elegant and beautiful in front of all people. She has always been polite, reserved and calm, but she has lost that right A mischievous man in the garden is like a boy. He can climb trees and climb walls to fish.

This is the price of growth, but it is also the sad past that she always remembers. How she really hopes, she is still a little naughty Fu Jingzhi in the quiet garden, not a Fu Jingzhi wrapped in a mature and stable mask.

"Jingzhi, will you stop? When my legs are ready, I'll let an Cheng take over the difference. " He said with unusual sincerity, Jingzhi gradually stopped crying: "you really don't care about different identities?"

"Half of him belongs to you, doesn't he?" His smile was so beautiful that his forehead touched her, and his voice rang again: "if so, half of him belongs to me."