She lifted her feet angrily and walked towards the door. However, when she passed by, he stretched out his hand and easily held her wrist. At the same time, he pulled hard, pulling the already weak Tong Yao into his arms, and held her tightly.
Hit his chest
There was a muffled "dong" sound, and her elbow hit his muscle. Qin Muyuan didn't even hum.
Before she could struggle, his big palms took her in from both sides, he hugged her and buried her into the sofa, and said in a low voice: "Tong Yao, do you really think you have nothing else to say to me?"
For example: Nine months ago, how much did she not believe him, so she was so cruel as to abort the child alone? Why didn't she even come when he was in a car accident?
"...No," she said in a dull voice with a sore nose.
Touching his familiar body temperature again, a layer of inexplicable longing and emptiness filled her heart. She was frightened by such a physiological reaction and struggled quickly, but she couldn't shake him at all.
She can't distinguish between reason and emotion. She doesn't know what's wrong with herself like this?
"Okay, then I have something to tell you..." Tightening his arms, Qin Muyuan had no intention of letting her go. Instead, he buried his head in her neck and sprayed his warm breath on her delicate skin.
On the skin——
Warm and itchy
"Tong Yao..." He murmured warmly, and the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling of doting made her burst into tears instantly. She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would sink into his world again...
"Don't marry Qin Qiaotian, okay?"
"Why?" she sobbed, tears finally falling, "We have nothing to do with each other anymore, and you don't allow me to marry Qin Qiaotian, what do you want? You just want me to stay like this for the rest of my life, don't you?
?”
Qin Muyuan's eyes dimmed, and he wanted to yell at her: If you are alone, am I not alone?
But he could predict her reaction - she would definitely not understand! So it was better not to say anything...
"Qin Muyuan, there is a limit to domineering! I met you and fell in love with you when I was seventeen, and now I am almost twenty-one. I have experienced so much..." The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and her tears could not stop flowing.
Falling off, she didn’t know what words to use to describe her first love and secret love that ended in vain.
It’s so painful!
She wanted to forget it, so should she still be forced to remember it? Should she still be forced to go back to the "path of no return"?
"Are you wronged?" He asked in a low voice, his slender fingertips slowly moved up, stroking the tears in the corners of her eyes, the expression on his face was complicated and undefinable, "You like me, and you are wronged?"
She nodded, paused, and then immediately shook her head. When she thought about it, shaking her head seemed wrong, and she was so anxious that she wanted to bite off the hand that was holding her...
But he sighed helplessly, took the initiative to hold her little face, leaned over and kissed her...
[There will be an update today, I’ll wait until I get off work in the evening! Notice, it’s going to go off the rails! I beg you for the gold medal to help fuel the fire! 】