Yang Xue bowed to an Jingcheng and said, "Dean an, I'm sorry. I'll go out now." Then he took a clear look, "Miss Shan, I sincerely regard you as my friend. If you are free next time, I'll invite you to dinner."
Qingqing nodded politely, then didn't cross her face. I didn't know what I was thinking.
Yang Xue went down quietly and took the door with her when she left. She almost thought that she really figured it out.
"Stay away from her in the future!" An Jingcheng pulled Qingqing, chin against Qingqing's head, lips slightly pursed.
Qingqing took a breath and said, "I know it!" I don't know why, her heart is full of uneasiness.
"What's the matter?" Seems to be aware of Qingqing's uneasiness, anjingcheng placidly touched Qingqing's head.
Qingqing shakes her head and puts her face close to an Jingcheng's chest: "it's OK. Let's go home." Listen to an Jingcheng's heartbeat, inexplicably, Qingqing's restless heart calms down.
An Jingcheng chuckled and joked: "our home?"
Qingqing looked up: "yes, our home." With that, he gave him a sweet smile.
An Jingcheng was stunned, followed by ecstasy. He understood the meaning of Qingqing dialect, but he didn't show it on his face. He asked, "so, you promised to marry me?"
Qingqing smiles, then does not answer an Jingcheng, pretends to lose memory: "what did I just say?"
An Jingcheng doesn't care, presses the back of Qingqing's head and goes in his direction, giving Qingqing a French wet kiss.
For a long time, an Jingcheng let go of Qingqing and his voice was hoarse: "Qingqing, marry me!"
Qingqing hasn't slowed down. He holds on to both sides of an Jingcheng's waist tightly. Hearing an Jingcheng's words, he says with a smile: "Hmm! I will
……
Two months later.
Since Qingqing agreed to anjingcheng's proposal, anjingcheng asked people to prepare for the wedding. It took two months, not long or short. Fortunately, anjingcheng had a lot of money. In two months, the wedding had been very grand.
The wedding is over, but a few faxiao of an Jingcheng are shouting about the bridal chamber. Qingqing naturally has to accompany them.
"Tired?" An Jingcheng finds a gap and whispers in Qingqing's ear.
Qingqing kept a smile on her face and said, "I'm so tired!"
"Then I'll accompany them to drink. You have a rest and don't wait for me." With that, Chutian pulled aside and said a few words. Then several people left their marriage room.
The wedding room is set in the most luxurious hotel in the city. It is built in the center of the city. If you can see it clearly, you can see the beautiful night scene. But at the end of the day, I don't think I have the energy to appreciate it.
As soon as Qingqing wanted to take off her wedding dress, she heard the door open.
"Why are you back? Have you forgotten something? " Qingqing thinks that anjingcheng has come back.
For a long time, in addition to her voice, there was no second voice, clearly and doubtfully called out: "an Jingcheng?"
Still no voice, Qingqing heart tight tight tight, quickly call small seven: "small seven small seven, who is it?"
"It's Yang Xue." Finally, he added, "be careful! I can't help you now. "
“!!!”
Qingqing has no time to ask the situation, a knife across her neck, followed by Yang Xue's voice: "Shan Qingqing, I want you to die."
At this time, Yang Xue's face is ferocious and her eyes are still vaguely excited.
The cold feeling on the neck made Qingqing not dare to move. She said, "Miss Yang, you are against the law. You can't escape if you kill me."
Yang Xue sneered a few times and said, "I'm honored to have you accompany me to die together."