Chapter 238: I Want You to Stay
If you want to keep her, you can only use love, but many times, love seems so weak.
He can be ruthless to anyone, and he is indestructible in the eyes of outsiders, but no matter how strong a man is, he is also afraid, and what he is most afraid of is her departure.
Well, there you go. He didn't dare to think about it, for fear that as soon as the words were spoken, there would be no room for turnaround.
We met that night at KTV, and you, who strayed into the men's toilet, saw my secret. Just because I have taken one more look at you, I have left you deep in my heart! Since I have already dwelt in you, I will never allow you to leave my heart again!
When Murong Wenyu saw her gentle and bright eyes, he naturally thought of a lifetime, if you want to be a lifetime, how can you get off halfway, love is a chorus rather than a one-man show.
Lonely heart, beautiful you!
When the sound of shallow breathing came, let Murong Wenyu know that she should be asleep, the rain was still squirming, and through the open window squirming people's hearts, Murong Wenyu gently withdrew, got up and closed the open window.
Soon the chaotic sound of the rain was kept out of the window, and the house was well insulated.
Turning over to look at the girl who was shrunk into a ball, the orange bedside lamp naturally formed a dark shadow on her face, stroked one side of the eyebrow, and then lay down next to her, and took her into his arms again.
He didn't know how this girl knew, he believed that Ding Yijie wouldn't say it, Ding Yijie wouldn't say it, but he forgot that there was another Ye Ying'er.
"Girl, although I always tease you, but I never have the heart to tease, I haven't learned how to get along with women, you broke into my life, but thank you for coming into my life, bringing me endless joy, you, really don't know or pretend to be stupid? ”
After a pause, Murong Wenyu continued: "If you don't like it, how can you care, even if you resist, I still can't put away my desire to like you, I want you to stay, and I want you to try to accept me." With a shallow sigh, he had never thought that he could do this for a woman.
Yes, if you don't have a liking, how can you try to keep you by your side, maybe every intimacy is a flirtation for you, but for me it is love, stupid you, why don't you know?
"I'll never forget what it was like when I didn't see you the first time, but I didn't recognize you when we met again, but it's stupid, but it's not too late. ”
If we can't meet again, if we don't know each other, he doesn't know if he will regret his life, but he knows that he will always live without love, except for her, no woman makes him have the idea of love.
When you taste the beauty of love, you can no longer get used to that blandness.
"Sleep well, my darling. Kissing her hair again, Murong Wenyu closed her eyes, just enjoy this short period of tranquility, her obedience at the moment is the prelude to the coming of the mountain rain, and tomorrow should be a storm.
Even in the silence of the night, the sound was not so clear, but it still fell into someone's ear word for word. The person who was encircled in her arms trembled with long eyelashes, and then opened her eyes faintly, she just pretended to be asleep, staring blankly at the pink and purple sheets, and her heart contracted uncontrollably.
He actually said that he liked her, she pulled the corner of her lips, can this be heard as a joke, he is a person with a fiancée, how can he say that he likes it, although Yu has two wives, but they have a marriage contract, she is justifiable, but now, she wants to participate, it is really a hard intervention.
Their encounter was the lilac forest, and she mistook him for Yu and did something that made him misunderstand, and at that time, she felt that her frivolity had caused his contempt, and then a series of embarrassing things happened.
However, she knew that she shouldn't, but every time she was always immersed in it, just because of that similar face? I have to admit that many times she accepted him as Yu.
I always thought he had a flirtatious heart, but I didn't know that he liked it, the frolicking in the street square, the hero of that time was beautiful, and the nervousness after her arm fell, it turned out that it was not pretended.
Obviously she should feel happy, but she can't be happy, and now she still has Ye Yinger's angry eyes in her mind, as well as her domineering sentence: I am her fiancée.
Because I am his fiancée, this man is my exclusive one, and anyone who covets it will be regarded as stealing, Jian Xiyan never likes to meddle in other people's feelings, so how can he say that he likes it.
Thinking of Ye Ying'er, she couldn't help but think of Liu Yuying, a woman who couldn't love and then hated.
Jian Xiyan has always disliked fighting with others, especially fighting with other women, and even more so with men, but why does it hurt to think that it is possible that they will have nothing to do with each other?
Man is always a complex of contradictions, on the one hand, he is disgusted with his closeness, and on the other hand, he is irresistible to his closeness.
The man who hugged her was already snoring, but she was destined to sleepless, and those pictures that should or shouldn't, like film, were playing in her mind repeatedly, and she was worried that some things would not happen again.
"Boss, do you like me?"
"What do you think, how can the boss like you, I don't know where you got your confidence. ”
She really doesn't, when you're disgusted by a man for nothing, it's good not to kill yourself, so she never thought that one day, this man would treat her differently, and she couldn't figure it out.
When the sky was blue-white, Jian Xiyan's eyelids successfully became heavier, okay, just sleep for a while, and then face it when you wake up, it is never wise to stay, leave, yes, leave, only leaving is right, now let's have this tranquility for the time being.
It had rained all night, the air was full of moisture, the pink roses on the cabinet were delicately open, the fragrance was rare and rich, and the crystal dew was close to the stamens, bright as tears.
The flowers were bought by Murong Wenyu early in the morning, although the red roses represent love, but he really didn't like the vulgar red, so he chose this delicate powder, just like this little girl.
Looking at the beauty who shrunk into a ball, the uneasiness in her eyes turned around, and finally turned into a touch of helplessness, and when she woke up, she didn't know what kind of situation it would be, but she could be noisy, she could make trouble, and she must not mention leaving, this is the bottom line.
Gently helped her cover the thin quilt, went out to make a phone call, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, although it still seemed clumsy, but after yesterday's practice, it can basically be done deliciously.
"Master, am I really not mistaken?" Seeing Murong Wenyu wearing a cartoon apron and holding a spatula in his hand, Ding Yijie, who was ordered to deliver documents, almost fell into the soup pot when he saw this picture.
What is the situation? I can still see the image of the Lord in my lifetime, I don't know if I should be happy, women, it is really because of women, and men's changes are mostly because of women.
"What, isn't this image of the master cool enough?" Murong Wenyu rolled his eyes, and when you meet the woman you like, you will know my heart at this time.
"Cool, cool, just doesn't look like my boss anymore, let me make up for it. Ding Yijie tilted his head and looked at him again and again, and said that he had always had a cold face, this apron is such a set, well, there is a warm male wind all of a sudden, but it is also funny.
"Even if it's not like it, it's your boss, it can't be changed, by the way, do you want to try the soup I made?" Murong Wenyu looked at Ding Yijie, well, let him taste it and make an evaluation.
"It's better not to do it, after all, this is made by the master for Miss Jane, how can I taste it first." Ding Yijie waved his hand again and again, he didn't have confidence, if the soup was really hard to swallow, he couldn't spit it out, the wise choice was not to.
"Why, don't believe me?" Murong Wenyu naturally knew what he meant by waving his hand.
"It's not that I don't believe it, isn't that afraid of dividing my lord's love for Miss Jane, I'm so knowledgeable, hehe. Ding Yijie smiled, of course he didn't believe it, if he talked about his ability to work, he must have given a thumbs up, cooking, or don't challenge his taste buds, I'm afraid I can't afford to hurt it.
"Don't talk nonsense, you can taste it if you want to taste it, just help me see how it tastes, don't worry, you can't die." Murong Wenyu glared at him unceremoniously.
"I knew that Ye was using me as a guinea pig. Ding Yijie glanced at Murong Wenyu with a sad face, if you want to show love, I will definitely support it, but it is only spiritual support.
"Alright, don't be sour, you're not as valuable as a guinea pig. Murong Wenyu looked at him with disgust.
"Got it. Ding Yijie silently picked up the soup bowl, he tasted the soup worthlessly, frowned and forced himself to take a sip, well, it seems to be good.
"How is it?" Murong Wenyu waited expectantly for Ding Yijie to give a comment.
"Better than I expected. Ding Yijie said thoughtfully, he thought it would be difficult to swallow, but he didn't expect the taste to be good.
"Oh, it's better than you think, so I'll let you taste it, okay, stay where it's cool. Murong Wenyu stretched out his hand to grab the soup bowl in his hand.
"Don't mind the master, it's a pity to pour the blame, I'll just drink it up, it's also the boss's heart. Ding Yijie was busy protecting his bowl, how could he still snatch it back after giving it all, it was really not an ordinary stinginess.
"It's an honor for you to be able to drink the soup stewed by the boss himself, not everyone can have this honor. Murong Wenyu rolled his eyes, Ding Yijie, like him, was used to eating the food of the prosperous era, and since he was willing to drink it, it meant that the taste was still in the past.
"This honor of mine is stained with Miss Jane's light, well, I think Miss Jane drank the boss's soup, she must be moved, and soon she will be in her arms, boss, struggle. Ding Yijie shook his fist hard at Murong Wenyu.
Struggle, looking at the closed door on the second floor, thinking about the girl's fried hair, Murong Wenyu shook his head, yes, he needs to struggle, but it is definitely not as easy as he imagined.