Text Text_Chapter 1163 If nothing happens!

"Okay, okay, my good little Ning'er, it's so late, you stand outside, it's cold, come, I'll help you into the house to rest......" Duan Lang said, taking advantage of Han Jianing's inattention, grabbed Han Jianing's hand, and walked towards Han Jianing's room.

"Duan Lang, you ......" Facing Duan Lang's sudden move, Han Jianing couldn't help but panic in his heart, and tried his best to shake off Duan Lang's hand, but he couldn't do anything at all, but when he thought that this bastard was going to enter his room, Han Jianing was at this time, but he couldn't let him succeed, so he tried his best to stand at the door, unwilling to go in.

"I said, my good little Ning'er, I'm for your good, how can you treat my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs?" Seeing Han Jianing's very stubborn appearance, Duan Lang persuaded him bitterly.

"Duan Lang, you let go of me. Han Jianing broke free again, blushing, biting her lip lightly, her face was full of annoyance and shyness, and said.

"If you don't go in, will you? Duan Lang smiled wickedly at Han Jianing and said.

"......" Han Jianing glared at Duan Lang vigilantly and didn't say a word. It's just that after Duan Lang finished speaking, he didn't mean to speak anymore, and the whole person's body rushed towards Han Jianing even more quickly, such a scene frightened Han Jianing's direct face, and his body kept retreating, but because of his own hands, at this moment, he was grabbed by Duan Lang, so Han Jianing's retreat and struggle were extremely futile, she said in a panic: "Duan Lang, you, what do you want to do, ah, Duan Lang, you let go, you let go of me......"

Let go?

Duan Lang now, where does it mean to let go?

As soon as he leaned over slightly, he picked up Han Jianing, ran towards Han Jianing's room, and kicked the door shut with a "bang".

"My good little Ning'er, I'm just afraid that you will freeze outside, so I will carry you back to the house, look at you, what is your expression now?" After putting Han Jianing down, Duan Lang saw her pair of angry eyes, kept staring at him, and asked with a smile.

"You can go out, I'm going to rest. Han Jianing said sharply.

"I want to talk to you. Duan Lang said.

"We don't have much to talk about. Han Jianing said with a straight face, full of anger.

"Really?" Duan Lang asked.

"Not really. Han Jianing continued to say angrily.

"Well, when I didn't say anything. Duan Lang said, took out a cigarette, and prepared to leave.

"Duan Lang, you ......" Seeing this scene, Han Jianing immediately gritted his teeth, this bastard, do you treat girls like this, you don't have any patience at all, it's just too hateful.

"What, you can't bear me, right?" Duan Lang, who was about to leave just now, suddenly came up to Han Jianing's side, smiled, and said.

"You ......" Duan Lang's behavior made Han Jianing cry and laugh for a while.

"Alright, alright. Duan Lang took Han Jianing's hand and comforted her to sit on the edge of the bed, and then said. "Before, it was me who was wrong, I came back this time, I made a special trip to apologize to you, wife, I was wrong, please forgive me......"

"Duan, Duan Lang ......" Duan Lang's sudden performance couldn't help but surprise Han Jianing, in her impression, her cheeky husband, in addition to messing around, as for apologizing, it was true, it was the first time, Han Jianing's stubborn heart, at this time, couldn't help but melt a little, and couldn't help but say. "Actually, I was at fault just now, and the one who should really say I'm sorry is the one who is right. ”

"No, no, no, it's all my fault. Han Jianing's performance made Duan Lang feel a burst of joy in his heart, so Duan Lang simply took all the responsibility on himself and said. "If it weren't for the fact that I was hanging all day long, idle, idle, and muddy and not leaning on the wall, you wouldn't be like this, so in the final analysis, it's still my fault, you just asked me to verify one thing......"

"Duan Lang ......" Han Jianing's heart was touched again.

"Don't speak, let me finish my sentence first. Duan Lang interrupted Han Jianing's words and said. "No matter what image I am in your mind, whether you believe it or not, but I have to tell you, what you asked me just now, I have absolutely no words of lie to you, I am indeed deeply injured in the battle, and taking Anle No. 3 is only to treat mental trauma, and it has nothing to do with drug abuse, that's all I have to say, it's late, rest......"

After Duan Lang finished speaking, he didn't stop for the slightest moment, and walked towards the door.

Kelly told him to finish what he had to say and leave.

It's his business to say it or not.

As for believe it or not, that's Han Jianing's own business.

If Han Jianing continues to dwell on this matter and insists on parting ways with him, it can only be said that they are really destined to have nothing to blame anyone.

Duan Lang took a puff of cigarette, opened the door, and prepared to leave.

"Duan Lang......" Han Jianing, who had a complicated mind, finally couldn't help it when he heard the sound of the door opening, quickly turned around, ran towards Duan Lang with his delicate body, plunged into Duan Lang's arms, and said bitterly. "I believe, I believe, between husband and wife, we must understand each other, trust each other, and care for each other, this is the basis for maintaining the minimum relationship between husband and wife, I was wrong just now, I shouldn't doubt you, I shouldn't be angry with you, and I shouldn't use divorce as a bargaining chip or bet, Duan Lang, I'm sorry ......"

"Then, are we leaving, or are we not leaving?" Duan Lang asked in a low voice.

"Duan Lang, you ......" Han Jianing gritted his teeth, his face was red, and he smashed his fist on Duan Lang's body, like a little girl, and said with some small grievances. "Isn't it up to you to say or not?"

"Can I say it?" Duan Lang's eyes widened and he asked in surprise.

"You are in charge, you don't count, who has the final say?" Han Jianing said in a low voice.

"What?" Duan Lang thought he had misheard, and stared at Han Jianing in disbelief.

"I didn't hear it. Glancing at Duan Lang, Han Jianing said.

"It's not. Duan Lang hurriedly said. "It's not that I didn't hear it, but I didn't hear it clearly, or do you say it again?"

"Didn't you hear clearly?" asked Han Jianing with a smile.

"yes. Duan Lang said.

"So, I'll say it again?" asked Han Jianing.

"Say it, say it. Duan Lang said.

"You think beautifully. Looking at Duan Lang's brazen appearance, Han Jianing rolled his eyes and said.

“......”