That heart was beating uncontrollably in the chest. It was such a strange feeling. Why did it feel so familiar?
Maybe it's because they met before! Lingling said that she had pretended to be his fiancée and stalked him in the hope of getting his love. Seeing her frivolous behavior, she felt a slight anger, thinking of how she treated him back then.
Having done this, and perhaps many other men, I feel very uncomfortable.
Yaya brain, damn Bingshan, you are the only one who can tease people! Looking at that handsome face that was thinking about you, your eyes gradually became blurred, the sadness in your heart burst out, and your tears flowed uncontrollably.
fell down.
Damn Bingshan has lost his memory, so why does he appear again? With one force, he pulled down his head and lips, accurately captured the fresh and tender lips of the cherry blossom petals, and bit them hard as if venting the anger in his heart.
"Hey! Woman, you are a dog!"
Nangong was also in pain, shouted angrily, and pushed her away. This woman suddenly went crazy. Her lips hurt. He could clearly feel the blood pouring out of her lips.
"Nangong Yi, I am not a dog, I am Qin You'er. I want you to remember that I am Qin You'er."
You'er said softly, tears, like broken beads, she couldn't stop it no matter what, the smile on the corner of her mouth was so clear, her back straightened, dead iceberg, it's impossible for me to be the only one in pain, absolutely impossible, I won't allow it,
So, even if it hurts, you have to hurt along with it.
Nangong Yi looked at the girl in front of him. Although she was so sad, she was still trying to maintain the last bit of pride. What was she insisting on? Why seeing her tears made him feel like he had done something wrong. That feeling
So clear, so clear that my internal organs hurt.
"This is not your first kiss! Therefore, I don't need to be responsible for you. We are all adults and we will see you later."
As she wished, she saw his surprise and confusion. Although it was only fleeting, she clearly captured it. Today, this was enough.
She turned around decisively, never wanting to look at him again. The coldness and disgust in his eyes were like sharp swords, piercing her to pieces. If she stayed here for one more minute, she didn't know what she would do.
Just now, she impulsively wanted to tell him everything, but would he believe it?