When Jiang Zimo said this, she couldn't help but lower her head in shame. Only she knew in her heart that over the past few days, because of getting along with Bai Yanbing day and night, the relationship between the two had been warming up day by day. What he had given her was really
Unparalleled pampering, and... that kind of crazy desire that is burning almost all the time.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this extremely joyful experience that even she could see her own quiet transformation.
However, because in front of Murong Qingzhen, she could only shyly turn her head to the side, pouting her little mouth and humming: "You are so attentive for nothing, huh, why do I feel that you have no good intentions at all?"
Murong Qingzhen, who was speechless, quickly begged for mercy. The two of them talked and laughed, and the car drove straight to the airport.
It only took more than an hour to fly to Qingchuan City, but Murong Qingzhen felt that no trip had ever made him feel so happy. Although there was still some slight doubt in his heart, Jiang Zimo's attitude towards him on the plane
Dependence and tenderness were like the sweet taste, diluting the gloom in his heart.
When the plane was about to land, Jiang Zimo walked into the first-class bathroom to touch up her makeup. Murong Qingzhen leaned lazily on his recliner, watching her every move, thinking in her heart: That's it! Maybe she really is.
She is the only girl he can love. Putting aside the entanglements of family interests, as a husband, he should protect her well. Making the right choice now, although it is difficult, and although there will be running-in, he believes that time will make it easier
The relationship between them has stabilized.
God is fair. He will at least give everyone a chance to be happy. Although not everyone can grasp such an opportunity, everyone must have such an opportunity. He must seize his happiness well and not give it any more chance.
Let her slip away from you like before
"Looking intently at that beauty's thighs?" Jiang Zimo put down the cosmetic bag in her hand and naturally took his arm with her hand. In the envious eyes of the flight attendant, the two of them entangled their fingers with tenderness.
Standing up, Murong Qingzhen turned around to face the woman he had chosen with his life. Looking at her shy smile, his fingers unconsciously touched her beautiful eyebrows.
"Azi, I hope I can give you a lifetime of happiness." He said solemnly, giving her a lifelong vow.
Jiang Zimo smiled even deeper when he heard this, but there was a faint pain spreading in his heart. He didn't know that his vow was just the sound of finalizing chips in her ears.
She nodded to him with a smile, but subconsciously bit her lower lip with her white teeth. It hurt a little, but she couldn't suppress the guilt spreading from the pain in her heart. For Murong Yuanhong who killed her mother, she felt deep in her heart
She had judged it countless times, and no matter how much harm she inflicted on him, she still felt that it was not enough. Nothing could make up for the pain of losing her mother's love, and nothing could make her mother live again.
But for Murong Qingzhen, maybe what he will bear for this is just the innocent harm caused by his father's sins. And you can see the affection he has for her these days, if she has never had a trace of it.
If you can't bear to waver even a little bit, that's also a lie.
However, this kind of intolerance and wavering can never compare to the blood feud that has been hidden in her heart for more than ten years.
Murong Qingzhen's fingers touched the corners of her lips and wiped them with tenderness on the teeth marks that were about to see blood.