In Song Nanqiao's heart, she wanted to be soft countless times, but every time, dignity warned her.

If you are bitten to death by this man, you will eat it, then don't think about having a good life in the future.

Men are cheap, and whoever treats him badly, he has to be good to whoever he is, so as to prove his worth.

You must not be softened.

Every step she takes, she silently recites it in her heart.

Behind him, the sports car roared.

Tang Jingze actually kicked the accelerator, and the car sped forward from her side.

"Hello?"

Song Nanqiao really couldn't imagine that he, a man, would drive the car away so directly in front of him?

When I looked up, I was gone.

The anger and depression were surging almost instantaneously.

Her steps were faster, and she only felt that her feet hurt and she lost consciousness.

Inexplicably reddened his eyes.

You have to endure even if it's hard.

Alone, walking on the road, the oncoming cold wind seeps in through the collar, shivering with cold.

She sat on the floor, looking up at the empty solitude.

If that group of reporters saw it, it was estimated that she would have become a joke.

I wanted to get up, but I couldn't even use half of my strength.

Tears poured out of his eyes and fell to the ground, all of which were vented with the pressure and unwillingness, sadness and sadness of many days.

The mist condensed on the face, and flowed into the cool heart.

She blinked hard, biting her lower lip tightly.

Don't let yourself make the slightest noise.

A pair of hand-made black leather shoes appeared in a blurred line of sight.

She was alert and panicked to wipe the tears from her face.

Keep your head up.

"Why do you still learn to cry your nose? The dignified Miss Song Group, President Song is nothing more than that. ”

She glared at him.

Put on the heels on your feet, pick up your papers and bag, and head straight on.

Tang Jingze dragged her back.

"Okay, I don't need you to apologize to me, okay?"

He looked at her, the wetness flowing on his face through his fingers, and his heart was inexplicably tight, and he felt uncomfortable.

How stubborn is this woman!

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and her feet are already hurting like this, so she can't be soft?

Take a deep breath.

Without saying a word, just pick it up and walk to the car.

"You put it down for me, I don't need you. ”

It's hypocritical, but she's really angry.

Why did you leave her just now?

Now the conscience has found that it has long thought about something!

I don't want him to be pretending to be kind.

I guess I'm afraid of being seen by the media or the paparazzi and embarrassing him.

"If you make a fuss, let people see it, take a photo, and post it on the streets and alleys for people to talk about after dinner, you and I will really become a national joke. ”

He whispered a threat.

Song Nanqiao gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to look at him.

The side face under this angle was hit by the dim light of the street lamp, and he was so handsome.

She felt that she was hopeless, and she could still see his handsomeness at this time.

Instead of hating his pride and self-righteousness!

"Tang Jingze, no one said that you were annoying!"

"There are a lot of people who say that I am dashing and rich, and that I am powerful, and that you are the first and the last to say that I am annoying. ”

He looked down and glanced at the woman in his arms.

It seems that only by being restrained in this way will she be honest.

I really want to gag her.

Let her talk less.

He can also be a little less angry.

"What a narcissist. ”

Every time I listen to him, I get angry.

I didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, but I suddenly became quiet, but my mind was on my feet, and it hurt even more.

"What's wrong? It hurts?"

Seeing her frown slightly, he knew that it must be painful.

"No!"

Her voice was low, and she was a little aggrieved.

inexplicably touched a piece of softness in Tang Jingze's heart.

It's not that this woman can't be coquettish.

Put her safely in the car.

Fasten the seat belt, the rare gentleness, so that Song Nanqiao's heart began to flood with those who have and don't, and the emotions that rush up are almost a disaster.

The tip of the nose is sore, and I want to cry when I don't feel good.

"What exactly are you trying to prove?"

He looked at her, his tone gentle.

"Do you want to know, my dignity? ”

The words fell very lightly, and when she finished speaking, she stopped looking at him.

"Dignity. ”

He didn't panic, exhaled lightly, closed the door, walked around the body, and sat in.

Start the car, speed up, and go away.

Maybach stopped steadily at the door of the villa.

She's been hurting her heart.

I didn't expect the blisters on my feet to hurt so much.

From childhood to adulthood, I drove everywhere I went, or I was accompanied by someone.

Where to walk so many roads in high heels.

I want to get out of the car by myself.

was held down by Tang Jingze.

"Forget it, I'll hold you. ”

She choked up and wanted to say something.

The other person had already gotten out of the car and picked her up by the co-pilot.

Is this tenderness and carefulness?

There were bursts of emotions in her heart, and all kinds of emotions overlapped.

Opened the door and entered, he placed her on the couch.

gave her a cold look, and then went upstairs.

Sure enough, this man's tenderness is only for a few minutes, and it can only last for a few minutes.

The words kindness should not appear in him.

"Cold-blooded God. ”

She muttered.

Gently poke the blisters on your feet with your fingers.

One by one, if it weren't very painful, Song Nanqiao would feel quite good-looking.

I looked down and counted, and there were twelve.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a little.

Broken shoes and never wear them again.

Suddenly feeling warm on his shoulder, Song Nanqiao raised his head, he didn't know when, he came down from upstairs, carrying a medical kit in his hand.

"After picking it up, I took the medicine, hurry up. ”

Neatly taking off the suit on his body, pulling up the cuffs of his shirt, he squatted down, and his warm fingertips touched her injured foot, "Does it hurt?"

Song Nanqiao didn't expect that he would find a medical kit for her.

Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to help deal with her wounds.

She was stunned, and for a moment, she didn't know whether to retract her foot or let him hold it.

"You painted the picture in the study upstairs, right?"

Draw?

She remembered that he had given her a bouquet of roses in order to cooperate with the acting.

At that moment, she didn't know what she was thinking, maybe she thought it was the first time he had given her something.

She wanted to keep a memory.

The flowers will wither, and the memories that can be saved are enough to be engraved in the heart.

She painted the bouquet of roses with gouache.

Later, she left in a hurry and did not clean up.

"It's been a long time, and if you don't mention it, I've almost forgotten it. ”

"I just can't see that you can draw!"

"You haven't seen much, do you want me to tell you one by one?"

"I don't mind, listen to it!"

"You don't mind, I mind. ”

She suddenly remembered that in high school, the school followed the trend of writing love letters, and she also laughed at this kind of idiotic behavior.

She thought she would never touch it in her life, until she met a young man named Tang Jingze.

What used to be undone turned out to be a daily tirelessness.

In order to see him, she would block him at the school gate every day, she would never go to the cafeteria to eat, in order to see him, she ran to the cafeteria every day and ordered the same dish with him, even if she didn't like it.

She has done everything to him, and her enthusiasm is a little crazy, she remembers that during that time, she was counted down by Zuo Lin every day.

It is said that women chase men in the yarn, but Tang Jingze's coldness is not as easy as just separating the yarn.