Ting Qingyu was silent, looking at Xiao Wen's affectionate eyes, withdrew her hand, patted his shoulder hard, and returned to her normal expression.
"Yeah... Xiao Wen, you kid, you win!"
Ting Qingyu twitched the corner of her mouth, and there was a touch of sadness in her eyes.
He won, but Cheyue was completely defeated.
Cheyue's heart will be as sad as it hurts, but it's too late to tell now! [
"Yu'er!" Xiao Wen shouted in surprise, and with a strong pull, he pulled Ting Qingyu into his arms. He laughed non-stop, like a modern man who has won a million-dollar award and is reveling happily with his arms around his wife.
"Yu'er, you are mine, haha, you are mine!" Xiao Wen smiled like a child, completely losing his usual charm. This may be the truest side of him.
He hugged Ting Qingyu and kissed her hair while smiling. The fragrance was faint and intoxicating.
"Hey, why are you so happy? Maybe I will suddenly change my mind..."
"You dare!"
"Why don't you dare?"
"If you dare to change, I will eat you!" Xiao Wen pretended to be angry and held up that beautiful little face with all his strength, his naughty eyes flashing with smiles.
"Hey, let me go, it hurts my jaw!" Ting Qingyu frowned, but Xiao Wen smiled evilly and leaned forward. He was about to pick those delicate lips, but Ting Qingyu suddenly grabbed his
hand.
"Xiao Wen...don't, I am..." Ting Qingyu frowned, now Cheyue is still in pain, how can she linger with Xiao Wen here?
Xiao Wen was startled for a moment, and vaguely understood Ting Qingyu's thoughts. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and returned to the seductive smile of the past, "Okay, don't make me wait too impatiently, Yu'er,
I said, you are mine."
Ting Qingyu paused, thinking about her relationship with Cheyue, and there was still something in her heart. Although she was a modern person, but...
"Don't think about it anymore, Yu'er, after eighteen years, let's fly far away!" Xiao Wen said with a smile, hugged Ting Qingyu into his arms, hugged her and said with a sigh.