After speaking, she was about to close the door, but Wen Zihua freed up a hand and stuck it in the crack of the door, and her tone was a little anxious: "What's wrong with you?

Ding Dong saw that he was about to come in, thinking about Feng Chengyu who was still sitting on the sofa, he suddenly panicked, reached out to pull his hand away, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, you can go", and closed the door.

Then no matter how he rang the doorbell and banged on the door outside, she was indifferent.

Fortunately, he didn't shoot for long, and after a while, it was quiet outside the door.

When she returned to the living room, she saw Feng Chengyu sitting on the sofa without moving, and suddenly felt a little short of breath.

But the matter is not over yet, no matter how wronged she is, she has to stand in front of him and be trained, after all, this matter was concealed by herself, and she has to be sincere until he is satisfied.

So she walked up to him and pursed her lips to look at him.

He looked into her eyes with a pair of dark and deep eyes, as if trying to get some emotion out of them.

But no. In addition to being aggrieved and uneasy, she did not hide from his gaze.

Feng Chengyu didn't feel comfortable, he heard the conversation at the door just now, and he almost couldn't sit still and rushed out to beat Wen Zi.

Will he care about her, will he be a good person? Who does he think he is?

At the same time, Feng Chengyu felt frustrated, he felt as if he was bullying her, obviously she said that she had nothing to do with Wen Zihua, and the behavior of the two did not cross the line, but he just couldn't help but be angry.

As long as he thought that she had spoken to Wen Zihua without telling him, and maybe even laughed at him, he felt angry.

The moment his anger reached its peak, he blurted out insincerely: "Just drive people away, don't you invite your 'husband' to come in and sit?"

As soon as the words came out, Feng Chengyu regretted it.

He saw with his own eyes a look of injury on Ding Dong's face, and almost at the moment when he finished speaking, her face was completely bloody.

She looked at him in disbelief, as if she didn't believe he could say such an excessive thing.

Feng Chengyu was also surprised, how could he be sarcastic about her like this?

But he was so angry that his mind was a little unconscious.

Ding Dong felt as if his words had suddenly turned into thousands of poisoned silver needles, and a devastated wound had been densely pierced into her chest.

Even if he was framed and insulted, it was not as sad as his words.

Sour tears welled up in her eyes almost instantly, she clenched her fists, and shouted at him angrily and embarrassedly: "Feng Chengyu, don't deceive people too much!"

She had already explained, she had already said that she had nothing to do with Wen Zihua, not only did he not believe her, but he also sarcastically used such ugly words to mock her.

Mourning is greater than heart death, at this moment her mind is blank, her heart is like a hole, the howling cold wind blows, and there is a whimper.

Feng Chengyu sat and didn't move for a while.

He was so angry that he lost his mind. But now seeing her crying in front of him, he felt like a bastard again.

Why? Why can others mistake Wen Zihua for her husband? She hasn't even called herself that.

Feng Chengyu pursed his lips tightly, watching the tears roll down from her eyes, he obviously didn't touch it, but he still seemed to be able to feel the hot temperature wrapped in the crystal liquid.

It was as if the tears had fallen directly on his chest, burning a painful, bloody wound.

His heart ached as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade. Hearing her cry and accuse himself, he suddenly realized: what is he doing?

Obviously said that he would not hurt her again, why couldn't he restrain himself from saying such sad things to her?

He just...... I was blinded by the sense of crisis in that moment. He was too afraid to lose her.

She cried silently, neither choked nor whimpered, just stood there quietly with tears in her eyes, but this alone was enough to make him panic.

He had made up his mind to be her only support, but now even if she was sad and wept in front of him, she would not lie in his arms and cry bitterly.

Isn't all her grief and sadness actually given by him?

After a few seconds of silence, Feng Chengyu suddenly stood up and hugged her into his arms. Then without warning, he hung his head and kissed him deeply.

She struggled for a moment, but in the end she could not break free, so she could only be held tightly in his arms, passively bearing everything he gave.

He tasted her salty tears, hot and bitter.

Her breath was clean and warm, and the moment belonged to him alone.

He pressed forward step by step, and she stepped back step by step, until he pushed her against the wall, and there was no way to retreat, and he deepened the kiss even more.

He hugged her with all his might, acting attentively and seriously, as if he would lose her in the next second.

The kiss was lingering and lengthy, and the breath of the two was intertwined, until the end, no one could tell who was bearing it and who was taking the initiative.

Her tears had long since stopped, and her consciousness had gradually become blurred in the confusion of the kiss.

By the time they finally separated, both of them were already out of breath.

She opened a pair of hazy teary eyes, looked at Feng Chengyu who was close at hand, and her mouth was about to cry out again: "You bastard!"

Obviously, he bullied her first, and now he still wants to eat her tofu, which is too much.

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Feng Chengyu buried his head in her lips again, and said in a low voice against her forehead: "If you cry again, kiss until you can't cry." ”

Ding Dong sniffed, looked away, and didn't look at him.

"When will you be able to fix the bad thing about your bad speech? ”

She said this in an angry voice, and she could not say anything else. Thinking of what he had just said, she still felt uncomfortable and short of breath.

"I was wrong. Feng Chengyu raised his hand to caress her hair, and his voice was terrifyingly gentle, "It won't be like this in the future." ”

Words can be the most hurtful sword.

In the past, she didn't care what he thought, and she wouldn't care about his deliberate ridicule or ridicule.

But now the relationship between the two is so close, even a wrong word will become a thorn in the middle of each other. Because they care about each other, they will feel the pain of thousands of arrows piercing their hearts because of each other's words.

Ding Dong didn't answer, he looked at the floor with a sigh of relief, but he didn't look into his eyes.

Seeing that she didn't bother to look at herself, she was obviously still angry, Feng Chengyu was aggrieved, and he didn't dare to say anything serious, so he could only promise softly: "I believe you, I believe everything you say." ”

Ding Dong's eyes moved, and he turned his head to look at him, his voice was obviously nasal, but his tone was much slower than just now: "Really?"

"Really. He rubbed his fingertips against her reddened face, his voice low and hoarse, "Go wash your face, your eyes are swollen from crying." ”