Different from the brightly lit city, the mountains here are undulating, and the huts of different styles under the mountains create a different scene.
As far as the eye can see, there are plants growing on the land with only roots and no leaves.
She had seen that plant before, it was poppy.
The poppies have passed their flowering season and the fruits have been picked.
Is this place... the legendary Golden Triangle rich in drugs?
What is Long Henyang doing at this time? She suddenly disappears. Will he look for her all the time?
Didn't he say that he would find her back even to the ends of the earth and hell on earth?
Long Henyang, if you can find yourself here, I will accept everything from you wholeheartedly.
Looking back, Long Qianqian thought about how to make it clear to Yicheng.
Not far away, the man who was soaked all over, with water still dripping from his hair, and whose eyes were filled with deep sadness, saw the raised corners of her mouth and the smile in her eyes, and he felt very jealous as if he had killed the man who attracted her attention.
man.
He quickly approached her, and Long Qianqian felt the figure in front of her flicker, her body being pulled, and a familiar handsome face magnified in front of her eyes.
Her lips were moist and hot, and she was kissed fiercely by him.
He eagerly wanted to rob her of everything and drive away the man who lived in her heart.
Long Qianqian was irritated by his nibbling kiss. She wanted to push him away, but he was like an iron wall. No matter how hard she pushed, it was of no avail.
"Also accept...let go..."
Feeling her breathing quicken, he let go of her, but still held her tightly in his arms.
"If you don't let me go, I won't let you go even if I die."
"Yicheng, don't be like this." She couldn't find anything else to say except this.
After all, she was the one who felt sorry for him first.
"Qianqian, I don't believe in any promises anymore. I want you to marry me, marry me now."
He desperately wanted to marry her. As soon as they got married and Long Henyang came, he could justifiably hold her in his arms and declare his sovereignty.
"Do you want a woman who doesn't care about you as your wife? Yi Cheng, will you be happy? No, no, neither will I. That will only make us miserable."
The day Long Henyang asked her to swear an oath, she really paid the price to Long Henyang along with her own heart.
Only now did she understand what the uneasiness and unexplainable feelings that had been plaguing her were.
"Qianqian, no matter where your heart is, I am determined to be you. Don't say anything. We will have a wedding in a while. I will make you the most beautiful and happiest woman."
At night, it was so quiet that the only things that could be heard were the raindrops dripping from the eaves and his breathing.
Long Qianqian was lying on the bed. She was tossing and turning, looking sideways at Gu Yicheng, who was lying on the ground and already asleep.
She felt too much guilt for this man, and she also had a love that she couldn't let go of.
In the United States, they cherished each other, relied on each other, and had the best time.
She used to think that he was the lover of her life, and he also thought that she was everything to him.
But they don't know that it's not love.
Nothing she said now would help, Gu Yicheng wouldn't listen, he just wanted to marry her, and if it was a wedding, she could give it to him.
The woman standing among the bamboo-jointed begonias never left her lighted bamboo hut for a moment.
At this time, he was holding another woman in his arms, but she could only look at him secretly feeling sad.
Gu Mingyuan shook his head helplessly, Gu Zhong held an umbrella for him and approached Wen Ai.
"My child, go back and accept that he will never look back until you hit the wall. You will have a long time ahead."