I don't know why, but at this moment, he really wanted to ask this question.
"Well... I want to go to bed and talk about it tomorrow."
A soft cry came from her throat, she turned around and ignored him.
Guan Chengge was a little depressed. He wanted her to sleep, but he was unwilling to do so.[
Normally, she would have kicked him out of the house, but now she didn't say anything.
So someone felt very comfortable taking off his shoes and coat and lying on her bed. He stretched out his hand and held her tightly in his arms.
Han Xiaorou seemed to have fallen asleep. She noticed the movement and opened one eye slightly to look at him, then closed it again.
Didn't get her word though.
But Guan Chengge was still so excited that he couldn't sleep.
Turning off the big lights in the room, leaving only the bedside table lamp, looking at her eyebrows carefully in the warm orange halo.
It has to be said that Han Xiaorou inherited the appearance of her father and mother.
She has a baby face, but she is also stunningly beautiful.
He didn't know why he had been so persistent in this belief since he was a child.
He has known since he was sensible that this woman must be the bride he wants to marry in this life.
Now, his wish was about to come true, and he could hardly help but call the whole world.
He pulled the quilt to cover her, kissed her cheek gently, and said softly: "Rou'er, you never know how much I love you."
Qiao Yufeng disappeared, and he unilaterally terminated the contract halfway through filming the costume blockbuster, but he could afford to pay the money.
He just couldn't face Han Xiaorou anymore.
After that night, he had real relief from the stupidity he had committed in the past twenty years.
But at least for now, he has no way to face her.
No one knows where he went.
But, maybe someone knows the reason why he left.
The two text messages disappeared every night, but before he left, he still sent a text message to Han Xiaorou.[
I wish you happiness. When I can love again, I hope we can be true friends.