Chapter 211

Tong en recognized that his words were really interesting, but he shifted his eyes. Feeling that he was staring at himself, he said, "there should be a lot of people who want to marry you."

Smell speech, the man deep silent Mou dark a few minutes, smile a voice: "why should mention others?"? I asked you

Tong en thought of the beautiful woman last night and looked into the man's eyes again, "I, I'm not divorced."

Tong en suddenly looked at the pure white milk in her hand. Her mouth was full of milk fragrance. She aftertasted it and put it back.

Wan Jingting took a knife and fork and frowned at her.

"Isn't drinking milk nauseous?"

Tong en is absent-minded. He looks at the man who has changed his suit to eat elegantly. He picks up the glass and drinks.

Sister Lin came back from Repulse Bay early in the morning to prepare a good breakfast.

When they had breakfast face to face, the atmosphere was a little cold.

Tong en didn't know how to describe his mood after hearing this. He admitted that he had lost. Did he lose to a man or a woman?

……

"Yes."

Glancing at the toothbrush on one side, a pair of them, Wan Jingting's eyes were full of secretive stories. He withdrew his eyes and told her a word.

Tong en licked his lips: "has anyone ever let you lose?"

Wan Jingting's eyes were cold and hesitant.

Tong en bit his lip and asked, "what if someone let you lose? What will happen to you? "

There was confidence in his words: "I'm sure to win."

Tong en blinked his eyelashes: "what's the end?"

"Yes, I don't want too many people to take what I want, even if they know the end."

Wan Jingting shakes his head and smiles. He looks at the timidity in her eyes. He reaches out his hand to pull away her broken hair and kisses her forehead.

Aware of his thoughts, Tong en raised his hand around his narrow waist, smelled his breath, and looked up: "everyone doesn't want his other half to be liked by too many people."

Instead, he loosened her chin, followed her curve downward with his big palm, held her in his arms, and raised her thin lips, "so, are you afraid of too many rivals?"

He pinched her a little. Tong en immediately said, "of course, I have to think about it carefully. The beautiful lady at the dinner party probably wants to marry you too. I will have many more rivals if I marry you. I have to think about it clearly before I decide whether to marry or not."

His eyes grew deeper and deeper: "don't you want to, Tong en?"

Wan Jingting's eyebrows flashed a trace of complexity. His hand came to her chin and raised it gently.

His fingers suddenly passed through his long hair and touched her white earlobe. He kneaded it lightly and lightly. Tong en frowned and dodged subconsciously.

As he spoke, he picked up a touch of her long hair and combed it.

When Wan Jingting took her to the bathroom, he noticed that she was distracted. He put her on the washing table, frowned and asked, "it takes so long to marry me?"

She's divorced. Will he really marry her?

To be exact, she couldn't tell the truth from what he said.

Tong encircled his shoulder and felt his heart tightened. He didn't know how to respond.

He said it with a sort of smile, a low voice, an expression that didn't look like a joke, but it wasn't serious enough.

Wan Jingting suddenly passed through her arms and picked her up. His thin lips gently opened: "then leave. Marry me."

"I accidentally drank yours. Please let my aunt pour another one for you."

"No He stretched out his long arm, took the cup she had drunk, took a drink and put it down.

When Tong en saw that he didn't mind, he didn't say anything more and took a bite of toast.