Chapter 1127

She closed her eyes and trembled.

Not him.

In fact, she knew that he was not him.

Thirteen walked to charming man, his body was tight, and even his nervous voice changed, "I chose you, charming man, don't worry, no one dares to choose you, you are safe, i... I won't touch you."

The supporters of the Thirteenth National Congress supported the forehead.

Shit, why did they follow such a man.

Charming man was lost, "it wasn't him..."

"What did you say, charming man?"

Charming man pursed her lips and left the campfire banquet without looking at it.

He followed her closely like a loyal dog, but he did not dare to be too close to her.

She was wobbly.

Thirteen reached out and tried to hold her, but he put his hand in the void, but he didn't dare to do anything at last.

Thirteen supporters of the party dare not look.

The bonfire feast continues, and tonight, no one sleeps.

He held her in his arms and walked on the corridor. The doctor arranged a residence for him. There was only a simple bed and a washroom. The room was not big enough to see everything at a glance.

The things inside are very simple.

She was put on the soft bed. As soon as she got into bed, her hands were tightly imprisoned by him. She opened her eyes and saw that his scarlet eyes were full of lust, which was full of desire for her. How clearly the repressed emotions that had previously been covered up in the black pupils were revealed now.

Just then.

He lifted her veil. Halfway through the process, his hands were in the air. He breathed lightly, and his hands began to tremble unconsciously. He didn't know whether he was expecting or afraid.

Finally, he untied her veil.

A white, tender and bright face appeared in front of him. Her Phoenix eyes were full of beauty, Qiong's nose was white and lovely, her red lips were full, she held his neck, her long eyelashes trembled and looked at him, and his heart suddenly became soft.

At the moment of seeing her face, I don't know why, the feeling of pain in the heart gradually disappeared, and the great joy rushed to his heart honestly. He didn't know why. Just looking at her, his body felt very honest joy, which was a great sense of satisfaction after a loss.

She was like a man on the tip of his heart.

He raised his hand and stroked her face. His eyes were full of pain. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were fixed on her scarlet and asked, "who are you?"

This face engraved in the depths of his soul.

"I am your baby!"

He pursed his lips.

Tang Qingge looked at it and sighed silently in her heart. She took his hand and told him clearly, "I am true, I am not dead."

So don't be sad, okay?

The scene that appeared in his dreams day and night.

He woke up like a dream and suddenly withdrew his hand.

Stand up indifferently, "who the hell are you?"

She was silent.

After a while, "have you really forgotten me?"

He pinched her jaw and his eyes were cold. "If you don't answer, I'll hand you over."

"Are you willing?"

He is silent.

She asked again.

"Are you willing to send me away?"

She asked him with a wink, as if her eyes were hanging on someone.

His Adam's apple rolled and his gaze at her was blazing.

But he is also restrained and calm.

He won't let anyone disturb his heart again.

"I will hand you over."

Why can't this man get oil and salt!

When Tang Qingge saw that he was "lying in the trough" in his heart, he was worried and hurriedly stopped his arm. "You can't bring me to the doctor. He made you like this. Have you forgotten how you liked me before? You held me in your hand and were afraid to drop it. I am your darling!"