Tang Fengyang, "..."
"Why don't you want to marry? What is wrong with me."
"Because I don't love you."
Tang Fengyang stood up, turned and strode away.
It hurts self-esteem too much, he has already said that, she actually rejected him!
I don't know what it is!
Tang Qing looked at the closed door and withdrew his gaze lightly.
She looked at her leg. The muzzle was so deep that it hit the bone.
She has been injured for a hundred days, and her physical fitness is better than ordinary people, but if she wants to heal, she has to recuperate for one month.
In other words, she only had one month left to get along with Xuan Xuan.
As for Tang Fengyang...
Zhongqing closed her eyes, she thought she hadn't heard all those words just now.
Anyway, she and he will not have a future.
As a president, his marriage has never been determined by himself. Even if he really wants to marry her, the family behind him will agree.
the answer is negative.
The twisted melon is not sweet, she has self-knowledge, knows her identity, and is not worthy of him.
Therefore, I will not go high.
Isn't Wang Jiaohua just an example. She had a low status but insisted on squeezing into a wealthy family. As a result, she hurt herself completely, and even lost her child.
Moreover, if she gets married, she must be looking for someone who truly loves each other, not to tie up the marriage for non-existent responsibilities.
Just thinking about it, the door was pushed open, and Tang Fengyang came in with a bowl of porridge.
Watching in love coldly.
I saw him put down the porridge, then picked it up, wanting to feed her.
I love that face, I can't see it.
The king of dignified killers actually wants someone to feed him.
by!
Where did she put her face out!
Do you want to stand on the road!
"I didn't break my hand." She said coldly, grabbing the bowl and drinking herself.
Tang Fengyang complained a little, "Not gentle at all."
Tang Fengyang stopped talking when he swept away his love.
Sit and watch her drinking porridge.
After a while, he began to complain again, "Why don't you learn from Xiaofeng? She often asks Young Master Xi Huang to feed him, so that she looks like a woman."
Zhonglove once again swept coldly, and Tang Fengyang silenced again.
He actually wanted to teach her how to be a woman, doing everything by himself, he had no sense of accomplishment.
Lovingly snorted, Ling Weifeng was not a woman, but a child, the more he lived, the more he returned.
Even the meal was eaten by the prince Xi Gu, whose IQ was even lower than that of baby Beibei.
The spoiled woman will never grow up.
"Will you marry or not?" Tang Fengyang asked again.
"Don't marry."
"How are you willing to marry?"
"I said I don't love you, are you annoying." Zhong Qing became a little impatient, and put the bowl down heavily.
Tang Fengyang gave her a deep look, "Why don't you love me."
"..." Love, "Are you Grandpa Mao, why should I love you."
"I think I am more handsome than Grandpa Mao."
Love, "..."
There is no way to go on, she should go to sleep.
Turned over and lay down with his back to Tang Fengyang.
"Love, do you marry me as long as you fall in love with me?"
There was no answer, and some were just loving silence.
"You will fall in love with me." Tang Fengyang dropped a word, picked up the bowl and went out.
I went to the study to deal with the work, and held several meetings in a row, and I was too busy to even eat dinner.
After the busy schedule, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Simply ate something and went to see Xuanxuan.
When I returned to the room, I saw Zhongqing leaning on the bedside, playing with a gun.