Extra: Qingqing Zijin, my heart is 10

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Jiyang lowered his head and kissed her trembling thin lips. From the beginning, he tasted it lightly, and then suddenly became rough, holding her lips and sucking hard.

This rudeness made Xiaoxiao scared.

She sat blankly and watched her uncle and father kiss her mother, thinking about how he kissed her like this, and she had no place to kiss her. She felt a little aggrieved, but she didn't know what to do, so she could only sit quietly and watch this strange scene.

However, Ling Xi began to struggle wildly, not only did his fists fall on his chest, but his legs even kicked him.

But he pressed on her like steel, and resisted completely ignoring the resistance. The embroidered legs that dared not use their internal strength fell on her body, just like scratching the itch.

The kiss continued to deepen. While she was trying to resist, her hot tongue broke through in one fell swoop, constantly entangling with her trembling tongue tip.

A kiss made the two of them at a loss at the same time, which overflowed with dazzling silver light under the sunlight. It was not until suddenly felt a coldness on their faces that Ling Xi was shocked and his resistance slowly paused.

I couldn't help but poke my fingertips and leaned towards my cheeks, but I didn't expect that this touch would bring out two tears.

She felt panicked, and an indescribable pain suddenly arose in her heart. She wanted to reach out to caress his face, but as soon as her hand reached out, she was held by his big palm. She pulled it to the top of her head and was confined with a single palm, not allowing her to explore any more.

She was really panicked. This was the first time he had cried in front of him in such a long time since he knew each other. She suddenly understood that he had made up his mind to marry Xiao Qian.

Today I was so arrogant just because the pain in his heart was so strong that it was almost unbearable. I was deceived by his cheerful laughter and pleasant smile all morning. I didn't know that the pain in his chest was so deep and so heavy that he almost couldn't bear it.

Ling Xi didn't know how they ended the kiss later, and how she and Xiaoxiao returned to Xiyuan. When she came to her senses, she was already lying on the bed in the bedroom, Xiaoxiao was sleeping peacefully beside her.

Murong Jiyang left, and after sending them back and coaxing them to fall asleep with a smile, he left quietly.

She reached out to wipe her face and actually wiped her tears from her hands, but she didn't know whether the tears belonged to him or her.

Maybe my eyes were uncomfortable and rolled down accidentally.

She held up her sleeve to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned to face Xiaoxiao, and looked at the corners of her lips that were still smiling in her sleep. Her heart felt sore and she almost burst into tears.

That damn guy, you'll get married by yourself, why did you make her so uncomfortable before getting married?

No matter what reason he was going to marry Xiao Qian, since Xiao Qian is already his person, he should take responsibility for others.

Is it worthy of the heart that has been waiting for him for so many years with her so close to her?

She also knew that this might be their last intersection, and from then on he became her uncle, a uncle with a family and family, and would have his own children in the future.

In front of her, Xiaoxiao's face became blurred again without realizing it. She held her sleeve again and wiped away the newly overflowing tears. Looking at the wet sleeves, she lowered her curse and said unhappily:

"What are you crying? A psychopath."

After taking a few deep breaths to relieve the pain in her heart, she lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed and flipped it down carefully.

After tucking the corners of Xiaoxiao's quilt, he put on his boots and walked towards her desk.

There are still many things waiting for her to complete. There are still many things in the Beauty House. If you are so busy all day long, you shouldn't think about those messy things.

She has no goal now, so she can make more money and donate the money she earns to poor mountainous areas to subsidize the people there to build new houses, develop agriculture, industry and commerce, and make everyone's lives rich. This is what she should do.

Never forget what Canghai said to her. The more she gets, the more she always loses. But she has now gained a new understanding of this sentence. If she doesn't want to lose, she will make more efforts and use her efforts to benefit the people. In this way, she can also dilute some of her sins.

Murong Jiyang is really unable to afford it. If she wants it, she doesn’t know what disaster will cause. Keeping the status quo is the best.

Thinking of this, her heart slowly calmed down again.

After the desk, she sat down, picked up the pen and looked at the drawing paper and wanted to put it in. But when she looked at the drawing paper carefully, a handsome face suddenly appeared on the drawing paper that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She seemed to see crystal tears slid along the corners of his eyes, sliding across his cheeks, and falling on her face, drop by drop, so cold and so heartbreaking...

She closed her eyes and breathed hard, couldn't think about it, don't think about it anymore, after he accepted Xiao Qian, he wouldn't live so painfully.

He will definitely laugh really, laugh happily, and laugh happily.

Can't think about it anymore!

But the more I force myself not to think about it, the more I can’t calm my heart. The calm that moment just now has suddenly become turbulent again.

She put down the pen helplessly, supported her forehead with her hands, and her heart was in a mess.

Why do you cry in front of her? Why do you let her see his tears?

In this way, how can she live quietly with her seven husbands and Xiaoxiao in the future?

Murong Jiyang, you bastard!

...

When Murong Jiyang returned to Yueyang Pavilion, Xiao Qian was sitting in the front yard, sitting in the seat he had originally sat, looking at the unfinished sewing machine, dazed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing her figure, a little dimness flashed in Murong Jiyang's eyes. He thought she had gone to Wen Ya's place, but he didn't expect her to stay in the yard.

I don’t know why I suddenly thought that, thinking if she had been here for most of the day?

I felt a little guilty towards her, but it was really hard to let my heart fall on her.

He had tried hard and also tried to forget Li'er, but he couldn't forget it. It's been more than a year, but he still couldn't forget it!

He walked over and walked to her.

Xiao Qian's eyes were still on the sewing machine, and she had never raised the corners of her eyes.

Murong Jiyang looked at her lowered his eyes, and then at the head of the sewing machine that her fingertips touched. Seeing that she wanted to use her nails to pick the small spring that he had finally made, he tightened his heart and said anxiously: "This thing is easy to break, don't touch it."

Xiao Qian paused her fingertips, and her long fingers stretched out immediately took them back. She looked up at his handsome face, and could easily see a hint of anxiety and distress in his eyes.
Chapter completed!