Chapter 709

After listening to her voice, her resistance was not so obvious. Ling Zhenyu's heart, which had been hanging, finally fell back to its original position. She lowered her head to smell her hair fragrance and coaxed her softly:

"it's all my fault. I won't be able to do it any more. I have to know what to say, do, eat or drink. Don't blame me for being so careful."

After that, he was a little annoyed. He clearly wanted to enlighten her, and now he said a lot of constraints. He quickly explained:

"I mean, it's all my fault, all my fault. Can you forgive me, Qiqi?"

In the middle of the explanation, his words were powerless, so he had to admit his mistake directly.

You know, before he was killed, he couldn't say it, but now he wants to show her his feelings sincerely. He even thinks that if she doesn't agree, he can just take a knife and cut his heart to see if he is telling the truth.

The little woman in her arms was silent, but her attitude was softened.

He raised his hand to help her brush away the broken hair on her face. He then said:

"don't cry any more. Such a beautiful face is ugly when you cry."

The little mouth immediately tooted up, and the eyelashes wet with tears hung down heavily, covering the twinkling eyes like stars:

"ugly, isn't it?"

"Absolutely not!"

He quickly denied, and even raised his big hand to his ear to make clear his mind:

"my family Qiqi is the most beautiful. She will never accept any refutation. She will always be Ling Zhenyu's most beautiful wife!"

Two lines of clear tears fell silent, anliqi heart with knife twist.

She is not a fool, how can not understand his mind.

He was so aloof and aloof, and now he tried all his heart to tease her.

What else can she say?

That had happened. If the time could be reversed, or if there was someone who could sell regret medicine, she would rather trade everything -

even her life.

However, this is unrealistic.

Now that he is in front of her, she can't tangle up any more, or he will spend more attention.

Thinking of this, she tugged at the corners of her mouth:

"I'm ok."

He took a deep breath and looked at her wet eyes. After a few seconds, he held her tightly in his arms and said with heartache:

"it's silly not to laugh when you don't want to..."

An Liqi:

"..."

Silent tears directly fell on his shoulder, instantly wetting a large shirt.

He knows everything.

She knew he knew everything.

"Ling Zhenyu, it's all my fault. What I do is a drag on you. I'm still so bad. I lied and cheated you. You've been tolerating me all the time..."

The big hand suddenly pushed her away, held her narrow shoulder, and then he stopped her mouth with thin lips without any hesitation

Is it a kiss?

It's a bit out of the question.

It's a lesson from hating iron for not making steel.

It is difficult to express the feelings of helplessness.

It's not protecting her chagrin.

It's the desire to swallow her and protect her.

Everything came so suddenly.

There is a big difference in strength between active and passive.

He was like a king who looked down on everything and wanted to eat the bird in front of him.

She is like a prisoner with many contradictions, followed by the sinking of the soul.

Both were lost in this long kiss.

The erosion of hegemony to the end is a little bit of tenderness.

"Kiki, forget about that."

He asked in her ear, word by word.

"I'll try my best."

She said the deepest part of her heart.

They hugged each other tightly, and at last she fell into his arms tired. Although she was asleep, she could sleep very uneasily.

Her hand was clinging to his wrist.

As soon as he moves, her fingers will immediately grasp, she is afraid?

She must be afraid.

He did not move, one hand was held by her, and the other was gently patted on her shoulder --

very patient.

The car is very stable, there are few cars at night, and the speed is fast. Unconsciously, the car has arrived at the viaduct.

Ling Zhenyu leaned on the back of his seat, thinking back to the scenes of the day. His eyes flashed like neon lights outside.

At the moment of helplessness, he remembers clearly, I believe that one day he can let others also taste this helplessness.

A man of letters is a man of letters.

Red light ahead, the car finally stopped.

Ling Zhenyu adjusted the baffle and spoke softly:

"is there any clue to Fang Shao's accident?"

Ximen looked up at the man in the rearview mirror and analyzed his expression. He thought that the color on the top was calm, and he had a hard head to open his mouth"At present, there is no clue. We have not finished our work over there..."

With that, he carefully watched the man's look behind him.

A few seconds later, the man inhaled deeply. Although he didn't speak, it was a pass.

Simon Ze's chest breath finally fell to the ground.

"What do you want to say?"

Suddenly, Lingyu asked a little less.

Simmenza was so frightened that his cells were immediately nervous, and his head shook like a rattle:

"no, not at all."

"Don't relax there."

Ling Zhenyu began to admonish, and then did not speak.

Simon Ze answered, looked at the rearview mirror and suddenly asked:

"brother, are you fighting? Why? "

"Many things."

Ling Zhenyu raised his eyes to scan him, but threw two words to him in disgust.

"Brother, I don't mean, what's the matter with my sister-in-law and Fang Qingchen? What kind of French teacher do you really believe? As the saying goes, there is no pure friendship between men and women... "

Before he came, Ling Zhenyu interrupted him:

"it's not friendship, they're teachers and students, they teach with compensation."

"Well, you can believe it. My sister-in-law doesn't say that. I'm worried about that light dust. You say that a low-level Prince has been entangled in his own territory. What's the matter?"

"I'm looking for trouble everywhere. I was hit by my leg this time. That guy did something good..."

Ling Zhenyu felt something was wrong the more he heard it. He simply raised his eyes and asked him directly:

"do you know who did it?"

Ximen Zedang was stunned. He almost didn't listen to his hand holding the steering wheel. He quickly shook his head and retorted:

"I, of course, don't know. I must tell you what I find out first. Besides, the other party's light dust has not found out such a big problem. How can I find it out so easily? I'm not so stupid. Our brothers don't work for nothing."

Ling Zhenyu, who knew little about him, deepened the wrinkles between his eyebrows and made his voice more dull:

"didn't you send someone to do it?"

A word almost scared ximenze out of his seat. He laughed bitterly and shook his head:

"brother, don't wrongly treat me. We don't plan to fight against Fang Qingchen's Buddha at present. I'm not stupid. How can we make enemies for Ling's group at this time?"

He is trying to explain, but Ling Zhenyu's eyes seem to be more firm.

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