Seeing her gentle and cute look, Fang Ming felt a little relieved, but his heart was in a state of turmoil.
There is still a long way to go, and there are many difficulties.
A strict mother at home, an engaged unmarried wife, these are all hurdles
But he believed that he could convince them to be considerate
He doesn't want to be the most sensible and considerate descendant of the Fang family all the time. He also wants to be indulgent and selfish for a while.
Qingcang held Aorong's hand and walked along the street, secretly looking at her face from time to time.
Her face was always gloomy, neither talking nor smiling
His mind was racing, trying to make her happy, but the more anxious he became, the less he could think of.
When he reached a quiet place, he stopped. He really couldn't think of a good way to hold her shoulders and said, "Rong'er, if you feel uncomfortable in your heart, let it out. It's not good to keep it in your heart."
This girl is sometimes too strong and refuses to show her emotions easily. This will be very hard and very harmful to the body.
Aorong lowered his head, looked at his toes, and said in a depressed voice, "I'm fine."
Qing Cang held her in his arms, his warm breath brushing against her ears.
The voice was low and affectionate, "Don't be like this, I am your husband and the person closest to you."
"Even if everyone in the world abandons you, you still have me, and I will always be by your side."
"So don't hide any thoughts in front of me. You can vent them in front of me unscrupulously."
Listening to these heart-warming words, Aorong's heart was churning, her nose was sore, and her eyes were burning.
She was silent for a while, then hugged him tightly, with hot tears pouring out of her eyes.
My heart feels so sour and sour, and I feel so aggrieved.
Why did Fang Ming do this? His words and deeds today deeply hurt her
He chose love instead of family affection. Even though he knew that the woman was a threat to her, he still refused to let go.
It turns out that family love is so fragile and can be broken anytime and anywhere.
But she really respects him like a brother!
Qingcang felt his chest feel hot, and soon the clothes on his chest were wet.
My heart ached so much that I hugged her back tightly, gently rocked her body, and silently comforted her.
Pityful kisses fell on her hair one after another, "Be good, Rong'er is the bravest."