Chapter 163

"Leng ge..."

Rong qianxia wiped her hands, walked behind song lengge and hugged him from her back.

Song lengge sat in a chair. Rong qianxia's head could just be placed on his shoulder and leaned gently. He still decided to tell the truth.

"I told you, don't get excited. Listen to me first." Rong qianxia's voice was very light, with a bit of kitten like laziness.

Song lengge has guessed a few points, but he doesn't want to talk, waiting for Rong qianxia to continue.

"Today, Mu Jin and I went to Xiao Anze cemetery..."

Speaking of this, Rong shallowly paused. Seeing that song lengge's face had not changed much, he relaxed a little and hurried on.

"But don't get me wrong. I just... Want to say goodbye. By the way, I... May have fallen in love with others. The past is the past. I want to marry song lengge. I want to be with him..."

"I also said that I was with song lengge to avenge you, but now I find that I really love this man. I want to hold a wedding with him and go on..."

Rong qianxia said, looking at Song lengge's expression with worry.

I don't know if song lengge will believe his words.

Song lengge, who was still serious and angry, finally eased his face. As soon as he turned around, he took Rong qianxia into his arms. Looking at Rong qianxia's bright and flexible eyes, he asked her, "Rong qianxia, can you be responsible for everything you say now?"

Rong qianxia nodded and said seriously, "of course."

She is very nervous. Is this her confession to him? Just like song lengge showed her heart to herself

"Rong qianxia, whether you are to cover up this mistake or to make better use of me, I want you to remember this by yourself. You can't forget it all the time, do you understand?"

Song lengge put a hand on her waist and tightly imprisoned him in his arms with a serious face.

"Song lengge, you don't believe me."

Like a basin of cold water, poured on Rong qianxia's body, suddenly cold all over.

Song lengge did not hide his doubts. He still looked at her and said, "I am willing to believe everything you say, but I want you to remember what you said."

"I will remember, and I can assure you, song lengge. Yes, I wanted to use you at first, but I was useless. Is it ridiculous to use myself?"

Rong qianxia finished and smiled at herself.

She also hesitated, struggled, and even felt confused about the future, but all this she couldn't stop the pain in her heart.

Song lengge took her face in his hand, gently took a mouthful on her soft lips, looked at her with another face and said, "Rong qianxia, I said, whether it's your people or your heart, it can only be mine. Your idea is good now, but in action, you'd better continue to implement it."

Rong qianxia said many things like this, especially when he wanted to marry himself in the early stage, he made countless hot statements every day, and then he would show such emotions from time to time. He song lengge is not a robot, but also has some feelings.

Listening more, I also know that Rong qianxia just wants to make better use of herself.

Now looking at Rong qianxia's bright and sincere eyes, how different is it from usual.

It can only be said that these eyes are too deceptive. Even if they know it is false, they like to listen and are willing to deceive themselves.

Seeing that Rong qianxia still looked at herself with affectionate eyes, song lengge smiled, gently rubbed her lips with one hand, covered her lips again, and whispered; "Rong qianxia, I don't care what you think in your heart. You must do what you say."

Rong qianxia vacated his hand and hugged song lengge's neck tightly, trying to respond.

Breathing became heavy at that moment, and the atmosphere in the room became more and more ambiguous. Song lengge's big hand swam vigorously.

"Rong qianxia, didn't you say you love me? You went to see Xiao Anze to tell him that the man you love is me. Then you should behave well and make me feel!"

Song lengge picked Rong qianxia up effortlessly with one hand. The hot wet kiss was not over yet, and the other hand went all the way down

Rong qianxia didn't stand it and made a pleasant voice in her mouth. At that moment, the figures of song lengge and Xiao Anze were intertwined in her mind. She could even feel Xiao Anze's eyes looking at herself all the time.

The smiling face became very serious and looked at herself motionless.

And what is she doing.

Tightly hugging the strong body on her body, she was deeply addicted to erotic desire under him, and her charming breathing and debauchery were exposed to Xiao Anze without reservation.

She closed her eyes again and wanted to drive Xiao Anze away from her eyes, but the more she resisted, the clearer Xiao Anze's shadow became.

"No!"

Rong qianxia cried out and kept waving her arms, as if she were running away from something.

Song lengge noticed that there was something wrong with Rong qianxia's mood. He quickly turned on the light and saw Rong qianxia's face full of tears and frightened. Song lengge quickly hugged her in his arms, gently patted her on the back, and asked like coaxing a child, "what's the matter with Qian Xia, am I hurting you?"

Rong qianxia held song lengge tightly, shook his head and said sorry.

Song lengge frowned, as if he felt something strange from her words.

When the lights were turned on, Xiao Anze's shadow disappeared. Under the comfort of song lengge, Rong qianxia's mood gradually calmed down, but the atmosphere was long gone.

"I'll wash." Rong qianxia drilled out of song lengge's arms and entered the bathroom.

The cold water flows out slowly from the faucet. Rong qianxia looks at herself in the mirror with red eyes and a blank face.

She kept pouring cold water on her face, trying to get her mood back to normal, again and again.

There was a trace of emotion in your wet eyes. Anze, are you blaming me?

Why didn't you show up for so long? Now I'm getting married, but you showed up.

What do you want me to do?

I have no way back.

Rong Qian Xia fell on the washing table, covered her head with her hands, and burst into tears. For fear of being heard by song lengge, she had to suppress her emotions and prevent herself from crying.

Rong qianxia's shoulder kept stirring because of the suppressed cry. The big tears fell silently. The more she cried, the more sad she was. But if she gave herself another chance, she would still choose to marry song lengge and avenge him.