Not to mention how depressed and sad Zhongqing is in my heart!
The thought that I had warned myself about since childhood suddenly swept over me again.
"I'm really stupid. I knew it, but I still fell into this trap. I'm really stupid..."
Zhong Qing was so filled with hatred that she rolled her eyes at Yi Jian, her face full of sadness, her eyes were red and swollen from her constant crying. She stretched out her hand and wiped away the snot and tears, her hands were wet when she touched them.
She felt very uncomfortable, so she started to rub against Yi Jian's expensive shirt. As she rubbed, her strength slowly slowed down, like a cat's paw, rubbing against Yi Jian's shirt through the shirt.
skin.
Deep inside every man, there is a monster living.
And Yi Jian's monster, at this moment, has slowly risen.
His body was tense, and he felt a sudden sensation below him. His clear eyes looked at her scorchingly, and the brilliance inside was flowing, like the twinkling stars.
He looked at Zhongqing quietly for a long time, trying not to get excited. He was really obsessed with the way she was jealous for him. He really couldn't bear to tell her the truth like this. He just wanted to let her know the truth.
This little thing that has tortured him for so long should try to make him feel uncomfortable!
When Zhongqing saw Yi Jian still looking so cold and indifferent, her heart became more and more cramped. She felt very pitiful, like an abandoned kitten, holding him tightly with her two little hands.
He blinked his eyes, looked at Yi Jian, and asked: "Young Marshal...do you still like me..."
She felt as if she really only had this little expectation.
From the bottom of her heart, she hoped that he would still have the slightest attachment to her. Even if the Yang Ting in the house had his child, as long as he was willing to like her, she would not die miserably.
In fact, it would be false to say that Zhongqing is not thinking about her own status and future at this moment. But before, she must have been purely thinking about herself, but at this moment, apart from those, she is really
Want to know what he thinks.
Yi Jian looked at the expectation in her eyes. He almost blurted out the truth in his heart, but suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of. He thought for a moment, lowered his head, looked at her, and then slowly
