Leng Tianming lowered his eyes and looked at An Jing's face, then passed her by with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
Just as Jing Jing was about to show off his power, he heard Leng Tianming's serious voice, "I'm going out now, and I hope you don't touch things that you shouldn't touch!" After saying that, he walked away without looking back.
Jing Jing turned around and saw the back of the door closing.
Just... left?
Why does Jing Jing feel weird? It turns out that it feels really bad to be forgotten...
It was around 8:30 when Anjing left. Looking at her back, the corners of Leng Tianming's mouth slowly turned up, looking so evil and enchanting under the shadow of the moonlight.
When I got home, Anjing was already exhausted.
She took out the key from her bag and stuffed it into the keyhole. After opening the door, she habitually stretched out her hand to wipe the light button on the wall. Suddenly, a hand reached out and clasped her wrist. Anjing was shocked.
, just as she was about to call out, she was pressed against the wall in the next second. A familiar breath rushed over to push her against the wall, and two arms held her in his arms.
An Jing's heart fell from the air, because this breath was so familiar to her that she could no longer be familiar with it.
"Why did you sneak back!?" Yichen lowered his voice and asked in a hoarse tone.
"Yichen!?" Jing Jing was a little surprised.
The tense heart gradually disappeared with her joyful voice, but despite this, he could not relax.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see her face clearly through the dark night, but her every frown and smile were deeply engraved in his mind, "Answer me!"
Jing Jing knew that he was stubborn, so she sighed and let him hold her, "This is my home, I can't not come back for the rest of my life!" There was a hint of helplessness in her voice.
"It's over there, isn't it good!?" Yichen looked directly into her eyes, as if he wanted to find out more.
"Okay, okay, of course I feel better with the care of His Highness Mo Keguo, but it's not my home after all..." Jing Jing also said stubbornly, but she could feel his gradually disappearing anger.
She was mentally prepared that she would have to convince him.
After hearing her answer, his anxious heart gradually relaxed, and then he stood up and turned on the light with a "pop" sound.
The sudden brightness was a bit dazzling. Quietly closed his eyes for a moment and then slowly opened them. Yichen, who was 180 in height, stood there with a sense of oppression. His exquisite facial features showed his evil charm, especially his pair of eyes.
It's so deep that you can't even see it.
"Chen, when did you come back!?"!?" Jing Jing asked with a flattering smile.
Yichen looked at her, his eyes so tender that water seemed to overflow, "Just now!"