Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

After Huang Ling listened, he didn't understand Cheng Xishen's meaning for a while.

When she turned her head and looked at his sunshine without losing her graceful smile, she realized what he meant.

She held the guardrail with her hands, crooked her head and looked at him with a smile: "A good pearl doesn't necessarily need a box to protect it. ”

Cheng Xishen reached over.

Huang Ling lowered her eyes and looked at her bones. "What do you want? ”

“I think my palms work better than any box. ”

“ …… ”

“I'm willing to take care of this pearl, I wonder if you'd give it to me for safekeeping? ”

Huang Ling suddenly appeared in her heart an unspeakable emotion.

Cheng Xishen was confessing to her, and she understood.

This, with a campus-style relationship, is enough to make people palpitate.

The lights of the evening made Cheng Xishen's handsome and more handsome.

Huang Ling smiled and said that her life was bitter, but not bitter.

Because the men in front of her, they're all so handsome, so backgrounded.

Gu Xixiang is, Mobson is, and now Cheng Xisen is too.

Whether you don't get the other person's heart or not, at least you get your eyes full.

She smiled lightly and shallowly, with a smell of no heart and no lungs.

But in the light of the reflection lining, it's so beautiful, so attractive.

Cheng Xishen looked at her and shallow his lips. “What are you laughing at? You don't believe me? ”

“Letter.” Huang Ling looked directly into Chechen's dark eyes, “Why don't I believe you when you love me at first sight? ”

Cheng Xishen's hand hasn't been taken back yet. Instead, he came closer to her. "What do you think? Will you hand it over to me? ”

Huang Ling lowered his head and looked at his palm.

Long eyelashes cover the emotions in her eyes.

All of a sudden, she smiled, lifted her hand and wrote in his palm with her slender forefinger: Sorry.

The two words add up to a lot of strokes, and she writes them slowly.

That soft touch made Cheng Xishen's heart move slightly.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at her.

Sticking her face, at night, her face, with a silver jade of crystal, beautiful!

He cared to feel the words she wrote, and the scratchy itch she gave him when writing.

He would have expected her to refuse, but felt her write the word "sorry” when his heart, still a little tight, lost.

After writing, Huang Ling looked up and looked at him with a brilliant, sincere smile and said: "Cheng Xishen, thank you for your heart. But I'm sorry, I can't go through a new relationship right now. ”

Her honesty made Cheng Xishen feel better.

She said she couldn't go through it, not just tell him that she was still in love with Mobson.

Although it is generally unacceptable to have a new relationship and not to forget her predecessor, Cheng Xishen likes to hear such a rejection.

Cheng Xishen pulled up his lip corner and laughed: “Nothing, I was in too much of a hurry. But Huang Ling, everything I said to you is true. I want to hide in your box when you are unhappy, cry when you are tired, go back inside and rest, so that you are not beaten by the wind and rain. One day, you need a box, and I hope you can think of me. ”

Huang Ling just looked at Cheng Xishen smiling and didn't speak.

“You must feel really bad about talking about this at this time. Let's not talk about it. I want to go see my aunt dance. After the dance, why don't we go to dinner? ”