Zhong Qing subconsciously retorted: "I'm not your woman!"
"You even have a son, and you still dare to say otherwise!" Although Leng Yan had a half-smile on his face, his voice was a bit colder.
Zhong Qing was stunned, and for a moment, her heart felt sour.
If she had been determined back then.
Is the ending different now?
But, can a god-like man like Leng Yan really only belong to her?
Thinking of Tang Wei...
The loving heart keeps sinking, as if something is being lost.
It hurts hard.
This may be the only grudge between them forever...
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…
In the apartment.
Three bedrooms and one living room.
The furnishings are neat and everything is spotless, as if someone cleans it regularly.
Zhongqing stood in the center of the living room, looking around with a dazed look——
[Yan, I hope that our new home in the future must be pink and blue, and it doesn’t need to be too big. It has three bedrooms and one living room, one for us and one study room...]
Leng Yan smiled: [What about the other bedroom?]
【Of course it's the baby's room.】
【Do you want to give me a baby?】
[No way...] She was tough-mouthed, but she was looking forward to it in her heart.
【But, I really want...a child that belongs to us...】
Scenes of the past passed before my eyes, as if it were a lifetime ago.
Unexpectedly, she just said it casually at the beginning, but he actually remembered it and secretly prepared all this, but she didn't know it at all.
Could it be that you want to give her a surprise?
Suddenly, a pair of big hands hugged her from behind, his breath surrounded her, and a deep voice sounded in her ears: "What are you thinking about?"
Zhong Qing's body stiffened. Facing his sudden tenderness, she was not used to it. She subconsciously wanted to break away, "Let me go!"
"Don't let go, I will never let go in this life!"
The heartstrings of love vibrate.
This man always teased her heart when she was in despair.
Leave her defenseless.
Leng Yan was as greedy as ever for her scent. He originally just wanted to hold her, but once he touched her, he seemed to be poisoned.
Making him more and more addicted to her, he kissed her ears and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhongqing, you can't escape in this life..."
"I don't want...well..."
Zhong Qing's shoulders were suddenly pulled over, and she was immediately kissed by warm lips.
"Leng Yan, I am not your tool to vent your sexual desires. If you want it, just find your Tang Wei!" Zhong Qing was completely angered by his domineering behavior.
She felt aggrieved by his strength.
Why did he never care about her feelings?
Leng Yan's back stiffened, and he slowly let go of her lips. Because of her words, the enthusiasm he had just now completely cooled down, and then turned into anger.
"Zhong Qing, how dare you say what you just said again!"
His deep eyes held her tightly.
There was no trace of fear or guilt on Zhong Qing's calm face. Even though she didn't look at him, she could tell from his tone that he was angry.
"Did I say something wrong?" Zhong Qing was not afraid, she bravely met his gaze and asked mockingly: "Do you dare to say that the child in Tang Wei's belly is not your Leng Yan's!"
The more she spoke, her tone couldn't help but increase.
Leng Yan's pupils tightened and his eyes flickered. He met her questioning gaze and sighed: "Zhong Qing, believe me. Everything I do is for you and my son. I can give you everything..."
"Then you can marry me?!" Zhong Qingang stared at him closely: "Will you marry me?!"