Since Gong Xilin brought her to Haizu's side, he has been very kind to her, and almost spoiled her in his bones.
The deep feeling in his eyes is not like a fake. He will get her whatever she likes.
When eating, he forgot to eat by himself. He just set up vegetables for her to eat more.
Every time she ate a few more mouthfuls of rice, he could be very happy.
These, she saw in the eye, knew is not false.
But even so, Qiao Liuhua is instinctively afraid, afraid of Gongxi cold.
It's the instinctive feeling of her body.
Gong xi Leng wanted to dig out his heart to show Qiao Liu's heart.
He held Qiao Liu's painting with great strength, and held it with great strength. "Hua'er, don't say such words. Don't say, how can I give up? How can I find you back? How can I bring you back? How can I kill you? You hurt. I also hurt..."
Speaking of the back, gong xi could not make a voice.
Qiao Liuhua looks at gong xi's coldness, and her heart is also stuffy, and she can't breathe because of the pain.
She leans her head on gong xi's cold shoulder. "I won't say that later."
When sister fengsujin came to get juhunzhu, she still remembered that sentence.
Those who can't remember in the past can't be anxious. The key is that they should be good in the future.
Qiao Liuhua relaxed and looked at the time. It was still early. She could go to sleep again.
She looked at gong xi Leng and hugged her tightly. She thought, "Xi Leng, would you like to come up and lie down together?"
Gong Xilin's hands trembled when he heard this. He almost couldn't believe it. He doubted that he had heard it wrong.
For such a long time, Qiao Liuhua has always slept in a room by herself. She said she doesn't remember the past, and she's not used to sleeping with others.
He respected her and could only wait for her to fall asleep before he sneaked in to see her.
At this time, his heart trembled when he heard Qiao Liu's words.
He looked at Qiao Liu's painting deeply. "Painting, you..."
"If it's inconvenient, you go back first."
"No, we lie together, together..."
Gong xi's cold voice trembled, hurried to bed, and lay softly beside Qiao Liuhua.
He looked at Qiao Liu's painting beside him and held her gently in his arms.
He looked at Qiao Liu's paintings and almost cried again.
He breathed deeply the breath of Qiao Liuhua. At this moment, his heart was steadfast.
"Picturesque......"
"Well?"
Gong xi looks at Qiao Liuhua's clear eyebrows and eyes, and his inner feelings can't be suppressed. He lowers his head and kisses Qiao Liuhua's eyebrows and eyes, and gradually lowers his lips
Gong xi carefully kisses Qiao Liuhua.
When he kissed her gently, he looked at Qiao Liu's painting carefully for fear that she would be uncomfortable.
Qiao Liu's eyelashes were quivering, and his heart beat like a drum.
She was afraid, but she didn't reject the kiss.
The heart was throbbing.
Gongxi cold looking at Qiao Liu painting shy look, some excited, kiss at first very light, then gradually in-depth.
He suppressed the feelings, a little deeper.
Gong xi's cold lips are trembling, and the temperature on his body is very hot.
He thought so, so
The passion in the body was completely ignited.
His paintings are so beautiful. He wants to go deeper and deeper. A kiss is not enough.
He didn't understand how he had the heart to treat the painting so cruelly. She was so beautiful.
The beauty made him totally unable to control his inner feelings.