"She, she loves to eat the steamed sea bass here, and ......" Qin Zhenghuang's words blurted out inadvertently, and halfway through speaking, he suddenly realized something and stopped.

He glanced at Yang Ye and then smiled, "Why did you remember to ask her?"

Yang Ye's heart does have some coolness, it seems that what He Man said is not a lie, he just understands and loves her very much.

"It's okay, I'm just asking. Yang Ye smiled, his smile was a little bitter.

Don't get too deep into the play, be careful that you can't turn back one day.

This sentence suddenly popped into her heart.

Qin Zhenghuang saw her change, smiled softly, and stared into her eyes with an evil gaze, "Are you jealous?"

Yang Ye's eyes widened suddenly, his face changed suddenly, he looked back at his playful eyes, and touched his forehead with his hand, "Don't have a fever, it's worth my way?"

Even if he and He Man really have something, it's okay, as long as he wins at this stage.

Qin Zhenghuang was a little annoyed, "Are you saying that I don't deserve to be like you?" There was a hint of frustration in his eyes.

She leaned her chair against him and leaned against him, "Did you really like He Man?"

He stopped talking, and his deep eyes lit up again.

A woman's mind is always so heavy, she feels that she has worked hard, but it still always hurts her.

"You're my wife. He turned, cupped her face in both hands, and whispered softly.

That look, that tone, completely subverted the coldness of his domineering president.

Yang Ye has never seen anyone like Qin Zhenghuang, his temper is like the unpredictable summer weather, when he thought he would be sunny, he was pouring rain and strong winds, thinking that he would be cloudy and rainy, he was sunny and cloudless.

No one could have predicted what he would do in the next moment.

She smiled faintly, and there was a feeling of nothingness in her heart, and suddenly that sentence came to her heart, and she was about to blurt it out, but after thinking about it, she changed her words, "If you say this, I won't let you turn back one day." ”

He stopped moving, lowered his eyes to look at her, "What else is upset?"

"Which eye do you see that I'm not happy?"

Qin Zhenghuang took her hand and put it on his chest, "It's not what you see, it's what you feel." ”

She stared at him and suddenly said, "Qin Zhenghuang." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Thank you for your kindness. ”

He was stunned, instantly felt the warmth on her face, and a smile flew in his eyes, "Do you love me?"

"Love. She said without thinking, and a voice in her heart agreed, "In this world, I only love you." ”

She had been in love with him for ten years, and now she was saying the word in front of him, and she felt a lot more relaxed all of a sudden.

Qin Zhenghuang's thin lips had been pursed into a slightly white line, the corners of his lips were curled into a curved crescent, and he smiled almost nothingly, but he didn't say anything, just grabbed her over, and his arms were so tight that he couldn't embed her into his body.

Yang Ye wanted to ask him the same, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped his voice and silently let his silent emotions spread.

Time had passed, and she had already tried, but in his mind, he had already forgotten the past.

"Have you ever loved someone else?" Qin Zhenghuang suddenly wanted to verify something, and a man's desire to conquer made him eager to know his place in a woman's heart.

Yang Ye showed a slight smile, and she asked herself silently, have you ever loved someone else?

Except for the boy, the big boy under the poplar tree, there was no one else.

But is that person the person in front of you?

The smile on the corner of Yang Ye's mouth was almost nothing, and he lowered his eyes, "Of course, there is also my first love." ”

Whatever, he doesn't even know himself anymore, whether he is sad or disappointed, he wants to say it, let him say it.

"I thought you only had me in your heart. Who was your first love?, and where was it?" and every word that came out of his mouth was aggressive, and his face darkened, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Yang Ye looked at him intently, and suddenly felt that he had nothing to say.

Can she say that her first love is him, and that she loves only him? Will he believe it?

Suddenly I felt a slight pain, spreading from the bottom of my heart, "That is the memory of my youth, and I am also looking for it, the first love." ”

He suddenly made a move, pinched her chin, and the weight of the force made her exhale in pain, "Why do you still say that you only love me, are you lying? Use means to provoke me, make me care about you, just to achieve your own goals, right?" His eyes instantly turned like cold light blades, and words spat out like ice in his thin lips.

Yang Ye almost forgot that he was always thoughtful and eloquent.

With a gasp, she regained a smile, trying to keep her tone steady, "Qin Zhenghuang, that was a long time ago, you haven't had your first love?" She was also trying to evoke his memories of the past.

For Qin Zhenghuang, those women, are they only first love?

Perhaps, even he himself doesn't know how much he's been through.

"Do you dare to tell me again, in this world, you only love me?" Qin Zhenghuang's eyes were as bright as arrows, carrying a burning flame, and he was still asking over and over again.

If he really doesn't answer his own question, does he only see others in his mind?

Yang Ye tried to smile, but his expression was firm, and his tone was unquestionable, "Yes, in this world, I only love you." ”

She didn't dare to stimulate him anymore, she could only admit it.

In this world, no one can attract himself like him, grasp his heart, cry for him, laugh for him, and fight for him......

Even without the man's knowledge, it was still so.

Qin Zhenghuang's mood suddenly stabilized, sighed, took her hand, and kissed her deeply.

"Remember what you say, and I will always remember. Also, you'd better forget about your first love and forget everything about him. ”

There seemed to be anger in his eyes, and he suddenly rolled wildly, and his tone was still so domineering that he was unreasonable.

Yang Ye smiled, can he forget? If he forgets, where do you put him?

She sat still, a smile in her eyes.

"I remembered, every moment. As if he was making a promise, his expression became solemn.

Qin Zhenghuang narrowed his eyes, examined it again and again, and then, in a self-muttering voice, "I will remember it too." ”

Do you remember? Is it the oath you made?

Yang Ye's eyes flashed with a question.

However, for the sake of memories that he may never remember, then listen to him and forget him, forever!

Yang Ye's smile hid a hint of mockery.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his voice softened, "Qin Zhenghuang, are those dishes going to be cold?"

He seems to have forgotten that the original purpose of coming here was to celebrate himself.