Thinking of Ning Ziqian's indifferent gesture, she was afraid and panic. It was completely the six gods, and she was still angry.
I do n’t listen, I do n’t hear it when I hear it! ”
"Then you talk about it again, I will listen seriously this time."
Ning Ziqian crossed Xia Mengying's head and asked her to face herself, then claped her legs, sitting straight, and a pair of ears.
"I'm thirsty, don't want to say so much."
Xia Meng pursed his mouth, snorted coldly, and don't go over again.
"I go to pour you water."
Ning Ziqian said that he turned to get out of bed and poured water. When he came in, his left and right hands were holding a cup. It was the couple cup that I bought before shopping.
Xia Meng took over and cried for so long. She was really thirsty and drank more than half a cup of breath.
Ning Ziqian put his cup on the bedside table. When he saw Xia Mengling finished drinking, he immediately took it diligently.
"Are you still angry?"
Although she is also a victim this time, Ning Ziqian is now her boyfriend. When you see those traces, you are not angry.
Everything is strange, but even so, she is still wronged, especially when Ning Ziqian ignores her, she is really scared, it is completely a mess. Now Ning Ziqian took the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative
She bowed her head to admit her wrong, and gave her tea to pour water. She knew that she would not break up with her because of this matter. She put down her high heart, and then looked at Ning Ziqian's diligent appearance. Where can there be?
gas?
She was angry in her heart, but it was cold on the face. "Do you still have the Cold War with me next time?"
The Cold War? Ning Ziqian feels that it is too exaggerated, and he can't go to perform such a task that he can't complete.
"Never be in the future."
Ning Ziqian really reiterated it again.
"If you are angry, you can scold me, you can hit me, but you can't help but talk to me."
"I don't hit a woman."
"I know."
Xia Mengyun laughed, because she said that he did not say that she did not say that she said that, she would not like a man who had done to a woman.
"Come up."
Xia Menglun pulled the quilt, took the initiative to open a corner, and let Ning Ziqian sleep in.
Ning Ziqian cooperated very well. The two were covered with a quilt, sitting back on the bedside.
"Ning Ziqian, why are you so angry today?"
Xia Mengying turned his head, and his red eyes were doubtful.
"Jade."
Ning Ziqian wiped off the tears marks in the corner of Xia Meng's eyes. The movement was gentle, full of pity, silent for a moment, and acknowledged it honestly.
"What do you see?" Ning Ziqian glanced at Xia Mengming, who stared at him, "You are my girlfriend, and it is cheap by others, and of course I will be jealous and angry."
Xia Mengying couldn't help but feel good, but he was in a good mood. He admitted that he was jealous at first. Even if he had a big temper, even if he hit herself, she would not be so wronged.
"Then I and Qi Zhiming before, what are you?"
Even if he wants to be jealous, he should eat Qi Zhiming, after all, they have been dating for five years.
"I also eat too."
Thinking of her with Qi Zhiming for five years, and almost reaching the point of talking about marriage, he felt sore in his heart.
"Isn't that what you said? No one's life has a past. I can't just allow myself to set fires and not allow you to light lamps. Moreover, it is no longer possible for you and Qi Zhiming. You were not my girlfriend at that time. I want to be like this
If I get angry with you, will you still agree to be my girlfriend and marry me?"
Xia Mengying nodded in agreement. Indeed, if Ning Ziqian was like this some time ago, no matter how much she liked him, she would not easily associate with him, because she would feel that he could not tolerate her and Qi Zhiming's past.
If so, even if two people get together, there will be many conflicts in the future, especially since she had no confidence in the relationship at that time.
"Ning Ziqian."
Xia Mengying stared at Ning Ziqian, her eyes and voice were very gentle.
"I am here."
Ning Ziqian touched her head, Xia Mengying opened her hands, fell into Ning Ziqian's arms, and hugged his waist tightly with her hands.
"I'm really scared."
Yan Siming is a madman. She won't go to him. What about him? What if he comes to find her? He is so good at martial arts and often carries a gun with him. She wants to tell Ning Ziqian, but she doesn't know how.
Open your mouth and tell him what happened this time.
"I thought you didn't want me anymore."
Xia Mengying's thin voice was choked and sounded particularly fragile.
"Ning Ziqian, don't fall in love with another woman. No matter what happens, you can't leave me."
"fool."
Ning Ziqian hugged Xia Mengying tightly and patted her back gently, declaring his determination to never leave. He could feel her whole body trembling.
"What happened? Who is that man?"
In Ning Ziqian's impression, Xia Mengying has always been strong, at least she has never been as panicked as she is now.
"It was the man I saved when I returned to Xicheng last time. I ran into him again when I went to Wang Jiazhi's house last Saturday. I drove away and he was lying on the car window. I braked hard and hit my forehead. He
The gunshot wound also opened, so I sent him to the hospital. He was an ungrateful bastard and an unreasonable lunatic!"
Xia Mengying leaned in Ning Ziqian's arms. When she said these words, her expression was extremely indignant, and her misty eyes also showed deep fear.
"He came to see me again today, saying that he was alone in the hospital without family members to visit him. I felt soft-hearted, so -"
Xia Mengying did not continue, "Including this visit to the hospital to see him, we have met three times in total."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Ning Ziqian's voice was cold, full of heartache and a bit annoyed. Mengying must have been helpless at that time.
"I'm afraid you'll be worried."
Xia Mengying said weakly.
"Do you know him?"
Xia Mengying then asked tentatively.
Ning Ziqian pursed his lips and looked a little serious, as if he was thinking about something seriously. Xia Mengying stared at him without interrupting.
"Does he look similar to me?"
Ning Ziqian remembered that after returning from Xicheng, Xia Mengying asked him if he had brothers, but he didn't think much about it at the time.
"How do you know? Ning Ziqian, do you really have a grudge against him?"
Xia Mengying asked nervously. She used to think that Ning Ziqian didn't know Yan Siming, but now it seems that he should know Yan Siming. And looking at Ning Ziqian's tense appearance, it seems that between them
There seems to be really a lot of hatred among them.
"No, I have no hatred against him."
Ning Ziqian smiled, but this time, his smile did not reach his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be frozen, holding the same panic and fear as Xia Mengying.
The lights in the room were dim, and Xia Mengying didn't notice Ning Ziqian's changes. She just felt that Ning Ziqian's arms around her were much tighter, as if he was trying to embed her into his body.
Ning Ziqian stretched out his other hand, gently touched Xia Mengying's face, and rested his chin on the top of her hair.
"Mengying, let's get married as soon as possible."