Ye Shaocong heard the anger, helplessness and sadness in her words, and felt soft and he quickly promised: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, just listen to me well.
“…”
Seeing that she was not struggling, Ye Shaocong let go slightly, his big palm slid down from her legs, pinched it on her calf, and slowly massaged it, "Is it painful after standing for a day?"
His tone was slow and low, like the beautiful melody played by a cello, and it could even be called gentle. Zhou Zhilan's nose felt sore, and her tone was already a little hoarse when she spoke, "What the hell do you want to do?"
The weather is uncertain, irresponsible, and the mind is complicated. He always scolds her first, and finally gives her a candy. She is not a three-year-old child, so she lets him fiddle with her.[
A hint of gloom and bitterness flashed in the boy's dark eyes, and the big palm on her calf also froze.
Time seemed to be still at this moment, and neither of them spoke. A breeze blew in the woods, and Zhou Zhilan's braids slid down from her military cap, and a few strands of hair flew with the wind.
After a long time, Ye Shaocong sighed softly, "Don't you understand what I want to do?" He just didn't want to understand.
After he said in a lonely manner, he picked up the big palm on her calves again.
His heartbeat suddenly slapped, and Zhou Zhilan moved her legs awkwardly. He pinched them slightly and sniffed: "As long as you are obedient, I'll pinch them for you so that you won't be sore and swelling tomorrow."
Ignoring the increasing noises in her chest, she spoke calmly: "Since that's the case, why do you corporal punishment for me during the day?"
"Who made you disobedient?" Ye Shaocong's hand movements kept stopping, and he pressed them carefully one after another. It is undeniable that his skills are very good, which is almost the same as his grandfather's ability to massage people.
"No one stipulates that I want to listen to you..." The low voice is not so much a resistance, but rather a coquettish person. However, the person involved is not aware of it.
Ye Shaocong saw that her tone became softer, and the corners of her mouth were curled up, but suddenly he remembered something, and soon became cold again, "I said a long time ago, don't let the messy girl go to me.
There is no place here, but you have not listened. Besides, this time we came here, there are clear regulations on it. You cannot leave contact information for the students, and you are not allowed to have too much contact. Do you know how much trouble you have caused me?
”
"Hmph!" Zhou Zhilan sneered, "How did you do the righteous words?"
Ye Shaocong smiled, "We don't count. You are not my student, you are my unfamiliar child!"
Zhou Zhilan disappeared without even sneering, and her face turned away after being stiff.
Thinking of Xu Huaqiang's reminder to him today, Ye Shaocong straightened up and dragged her into his arms. After thinking for a while, he spoke gently and lowly: "We have been fighting for so many years, can we have a quit?"
"Who fought with you..."
"Okay, then... can you please treat me better in the future?"
"That's what you treated me first..."
"If you are so eloquent, I will block your mouth--" Ye Shaocong found that he could not continue the conversation below if he continued like this, so he threatened her to stop.
Seeing her calm down without consent, the man couldn't help but reach out to touch her cheek. After she was avoided, he smiled softly, "Actually, if you didn't make such a guarantee in my living room back then,
Maybe... I will consider letting you go. But since you promised, and I am now with you..." He paused awkwardly and continued, "Anyway, we have a marriage contract, rather than suffering
It’s better for us to make a move and seek peace, right?”
He gave himself three years, and if he still accomplished nothing, he would let go and watch her fly out of his sight. However, if many assumptions fail, she is destined to be his. And she has too much prejudice for herself, he
I had to lower my head first to express my feelings.[
Zhou Zhilan was stunned in his arms, and the blood in her body flowed quietly, taking away her consciousness bit by bit, making her unable to breathe enough oxygen to turn her brain, understanding what he said.
"I know that when I say this, you will think I'm teasing you, but this time I have to make it clear, Lanlan... I can't let you go, I haven't let you go in three years, even three years ago... I know the past
I'm a bastard, you don't like it at all, but now... I don't ask you to accept me all at once, but we'll try to live in peace, huh?" His tone changed from his former domineering attitude, hesitated and even had a little coy.
Shy.
She didn't move, and after a long time, her clear eyes turned and looked at his handsome face. Although his words just now were ambiguous, she could understand that - was he confessing his love?
"I--but I don't like you..." It was the answer three years ago.
The man's eyes were gloomy, "Why did he promise to marry me in the future?"
"At that time..." He was still young, irrational, and too impulsive.
"Forget it, it's okay." After waiting for a few seconds, she didn't answer. Ye Shaocong took a breath and eased, and said lightly, "I didn't expect you to like me all at once. I told you this, just want to notify you.
——Zhou Zhilan, I am going to start pursuing you! In order to make our married life harmonious, I decided to change your view and attitude towards me."
What? Zhou Zhilan's heart suddenly jumped, and she said such a self-reliant word for him, "I want to start pursuing you" so straightforwardly. In the dark, the watery eyes were filled with microwaves, and he was incredible.
"Also, don't give my contact information generously to other women in the future. I can tolerate you not accepting me for the time being, but you can't accept that you push me to others." The faint tone was very gentle, but there was something wrong with it.