Looking at the nameless tombstone on the tombstone, Zhong Qing looked at Leng Yan suspiciously.
Leng Yan stared at her deeply and did not speak. Instead, he put down the bouquet of chrysanthemums and bowed slightly with Zhong Qing.
That moment...
A cold wind blew by, as if a big warm hand was caressing her head.
Love's heart sank.
His eyes were inexplicably moist, and his heart was trembling.
Sister...how are you doing in heaven?
Zhong Qing slowly raised her eyes, her tearful eyes couldn't help but look at Leng Yan, and said tremblingly: "Yan, thank you."
I know I have always been worried about this matter.
Therefore, he did whatever it took to get his sister back and return the fallen leaves to their roots.
Leng Yan curled his lips and walked back with her in his arms.
As long as she puts on a smile, she is willing to do anything he wants.
On the way back.
The feeling of love seems to be very good.
"Yan, you know, Eric is about to get married. I heard that his fiancée is already three months pregnant." Zhong Qing said excitedly: "How about we go to his wedding then?"
Leng Yan raised his eyebrows: "Is his marriage so exciting to you?"
I could hear the sourness in his words, and Zhongqing pouted: "After all, he was also the savior of my son and me. He finally got married. Of course I want to be happy for him. Moreover, I already belong to you, everyone."
Can’t take it away!”
Leng Yan curled his lips, no one could touch his woman!
At this moment, his cell phone rang.
Then he picked it up and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'll leave her affairs to you. You don't need to tell me anymore."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Zhongqing is curious: "Who?"
"Tang Wei." Leng Yan didn't shy away from it.
Zhong Qing was startled, her mental state had not been good since that miscarriage.
You will lose the qualification to be a mother for the rest of your life.
For a woman, this is indeed a very cruel fact.
only--
It was also because of Tang Wei's wrong move that the current situation was caused.
so--
Poor people must be hateful.
"Unhappy?" Leng Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and held her hand tightly, "Still don't believe me?"
Zhong Qing shook her head, holding his big hand, staring at him with clear eyes: "Yan, I love you."
Leng Yan was startled for a moment, then raised a beautiful curve on his lips, his eyes reflected a beautiful smile, and his thin lips moved slightly: "I love you too!"
…
…
night.
Zhongqing leaned against Leng Yan, looked at the bright starry sky, and said with a smile: "Yan, why did you fall in love with me in the first place?"
Leng Yan raised his eyebrows: "I love you, do you still need a reason?"
"..."
"If you want a reason, there is nothing wrong with it."
Zhong Qing suddenly raised her eyes, stared at her closely, and asked curiously: "What?"
"That's..." Leng Yan pinched her chin and pressed the tip of his nose against hers, saying in a hoarse voice: "Because... this is fate."
Zhong Qing shook her head, then laughed: "Yan, if possible, I would like to make an agreement with you."
Leng Yan lowered his eyes: "What?"
"In this life, no matter what happens, we will always be together?" Zhongqing stretched out her hand and clasped his fingers with his, with a dreamy smile on her lips and a lazy voice: "Okay?"
Leng Yan stared at her deeply, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed her lips. He kissed her passionately, as if he wanted to vent all his love for her.
It wasn't until she gasped heavily that he reluctantly left, stared into her big eyes, and said in a firm voice: "Okay..."
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[With the word ‘good’, the story of Zhong Qing and Leng Yan ends here. Thank you all for your continued following!]