Yan Siming touched his left face that was slapped by Xia Mengying. It was a bit incredible. He grew up so big that he was beaten by that woman when he was very young, and he had never been treated like this by him. He was very angry and annoyed, but
But there is no urge to kill her.
"Guess, did he see it just now? What would happen to him, you said?"
Yan Siming glanced at Ning Ziqian standing outside. He stood outside without saying a word, but he could fully imagine that he was anxious at the moment, and Yan Siming was very proud.
"Despicable villain, ungrateful!"
Xia Mengying rubbed the place where Yan Siming kissed her hard, and wanted to rub a layer of skin off. She was annoyed, unwilling and wronged, which made her feel the urge to tear Yan Siming's smile, and thought of Ning
Ziqian, her heart was entangled and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.
Before, Ning Ziqian had kissed her. Although she was angry, she was not as unwilling to be wronged as she is now, nor was she rejected and disgusted as she is now. But now, she was not in the mood to think about the reason in this.
Xia Mengying lowered her body and picked up the key on the ground, because she was worried that Yan Siming would have a sudden attack like she had just now, so she was on guard all over.
"Don't let me touch you again in the future." Xia Mengying said, rubbing her mouth hard again, and her mouth was broken. Her angry eyes made her look full of anger and pale.
My face turned red because of anger.
Xia Mengying said, holding the keys in her hand, carrying her bag, turned around and ran down the stairs quickly.
"We will meet again, and that man is not suitable for you." Yan Siming watched Xia Mengying leave with a cold voice.
"You have to care!"
Xia Mengying had just walked to the corner of the stairs. When she heard what Yan Siming said, she held the handrail and raised her head to glar at Yan Siming, who was full of confidence, and then she did not look back and took two steps in three steps.
The stairs were until Xia Mengying's back completely disappeared. Yan Siming turned around and looked out the window. After a while, he saw Xia Mengying's figure in the front yard. She ran very quickly and had a clear goal.
Xia Mengying ran to the door in one breath. She looked at Ning Ziqian standing outside the door. His light gray casual clothes were stained with dust, and his hair was a little messy than usual, and it was spotless on weekdays.
The image was a little inconsistent, and his handsome face was still calm, but his handsome eyes had unconcealed fatigue and many emotions that she couldn't understand.
The moment she was forced to kiss Yan Siming, after she recovered from her consciousness, the first thing she thought of was Ning Ziqian. Then she was worried about how she should explain it to Ning Ziqian. She felt that she could explain it clearly and she believed in Ning
Ziqian would trust herself, but now, when she was really standing face to face with Ning Ziqian, she didn't know how to speak.
She looked at the closed iron door. In order to prevent the group of people who chased Yan Siming from entering last night, she locked the door again. She stood close to the iron door, but she still couldn't touch Ning Ziqian.
A door full of rust separated him and Ning Ziqian. No matter how much she wanted to get close to her, she still couldn't get close to her. It was like the real distance between her and Ning Ziqian. Xia Mengying felt sour in her heart.
It was both aggrieved and uncomfortable, and my eyes were red unconsciously.
"What's wrong?" Ning Ziqian asked with concern.
When Xia Mengying heard this, she lowered her head and sniffed, and opened the lock with her head down. At this time, Ning Ziqian's words made her heart even more sad. She agreed to Ling Zeyu that she shouldn't have let Ning Ziqian come to this place.
Yes, but it's really good to see him.
Ning Ziqian pushed the door open a small hole, walked to Xia Mengying, put the things of both hands on one hand, and gently patted Xia Mengying on the shoulder with the other hand, then raised it
She took her chin, "Don't use such force, her mouth is broken."
Ning Ziqian's slightly cold fingertips stroked Xia Mengying's lips, and his movements were a little heavy, but his eyes were full of pity. His hands were facing upwards, and he lowered his head slightly and gently brushed away Xia Mengying's corners.
Tears, "Why did you cry?"
His voice was very light, as gentle as his movements, making people feel cared for. Ning Ziqian looked at Xia Mengying and immediately noticed a little bit of blood on her face. He couldn't help but frown, "You
What's wrong with his face? How come he has blood? Was he injured somewhere?"
Ning Ziqian asked three questions anxiously. Xia Mengying finally couldn't help but pouted, and before tears burst out, she took a few steps forward, leaned against Ning Ziqian's chest, and hugged him firmly.
waist.
"Ning Ziqian."
Xia Mengying's voice was a little choked, and the emotion and gratitude in her heart were almost exploding.
"I'm fine, this blood belongs to someone else." The moment when Zining Ziqian's arms was in his arms, his chaotic heart seemed to have found a ship docked on the coast. It instantly settled down. It only took half a month to know each other.
But she seemed to be unable to live without Ning Ziqian. If she couldn't meet her in the future and was sad, she really didn't know what to do.
"I heard that chicken soup will take five or six hours to cook. If you want to drink it, I will prepare it next time. I bought you chicken porridge, soy milk, buns, and red dates, wolfberry tea."
Ning Ziqian hugged Xia Mengying, patted her back lightly, looked up at the tall figure standing against the glass window. From just now, the cold and sharp gaze had never been removed from his body, but because
He looked up and looked up, and with the backlight, so he couldn't see the man's face clearly. Ning Ziqian and the Yinqiu looked at each other for a while. Although he was curious about who it was, he still had the usual clouds and winds on his face.
Qing, and then after hearing the person in his arms sniff, he withdrew his gaze without any trace.
Judging from his figure, he should be a man, and he seems to be full of hostility towards him.
Xia Mengying let go of Ning Ziqian's hand, left from his arms, looked up at him, her fair face was full of fatigue.
"Ning Ziqian, what happened just now was not as you thought, I can explain it."
Just thinking that Ning Ziqian and Ling Zeyu would think that she was the kind of woman who had sex with Qin and Chu for many days. Xia Mengying felt that her heart was a mess, and she still wanted to explain whether he would dislike her because of this.
?Xia Mengying was frightened and thoughts.
"Why are there blood on your clothes and hands?"
Xia Mengying put on Fang Jingyi's coat. At this moment, Ning Ziqian discovered that the clothes she was wearing were covered with blood on her chest and hands.
"I'll explain to you later."
Thinking of Yan Siming's kiss just now, Xia Mengying took Ning Ziqian's hand and walked outside. After walking out of the door, Xia Mengying suddenly stopped and Ning Ziqian also stopped.
Without any surprise, he handed her what he was carrying.