The third O seven rounds of gentle collapse
The third O seven rounds of gentle collapse
"Shut up!" he was furious, and his heart was beating wildly, yes! she had seen him thoroughly, she had analyzed him thoroughly, she had dissected him thoroughly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info He stared at her, looking at her clear eyes, and felt that she had peeled off his disguise one by one, unfolding it layer by layer, and let him **** be naked in front of her.
His thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he frantically resisted in the bottom of his heart, no! No, he didn't want to be captured, he didn't want to be caught! He roared, "Shut up! Don't say it again, you don't understand it at all, don't talk nonsense in your own right." ā
"Don't I understand?" she looked at him bravely and said firmly: "You take care of me who is lonely, aren't you kind? You don't dare to open up your feelings, aren't you vulnerable? You want to use your coldness to drive me away, because you know that I love you, and you are afraid that one day you will also be unable to give up on me, are you not hypocritical?"
She nodded, and continued: "If you don't love me and love Cen Mengjiao, why don't you dare to confess to her? Because are you afraid? Are you afraid that others will know your enthusiasm? Have you really known yourself, analyzed yourself, and faced yourself?......
"Enough!" he yelled furiously.
"Tsk!" she shook her head and said coldly, "I really don't know where a person like you, full of 'shortcomings', comes from?"
He gritted his teeth and stared at her angrily, almost wanting to eat her.
The night is getting deeper!
The moonlight was sprinkled on her hair, and the dew was gathering on it, and he was still staring at her, staring at her in disbelief, in disbelief. He looked at her like hundreds of centuries like this, and then he turned his head and looked into the distance, and then he sat down in vain, and bowed his knees, and buried his head between his knees, motionless, as if he had been weary of time immemorial, as if he had been fossilized.
She looked at his back, the broad back, and could almost feel his strong muscles, his hair was thick and black and dense, his body was stiff, his hands were clasped tightly on his knees, and he sat still and did not speak.
She suddenly felt a little flustered and a little scared, she didn't know what was going to happen. Then she wanted to run away, but somehow she was afraid of this man! afraid of his power, afraid of his hideousness, afraid of his indifference. She wanted to run away. Turning around, she had just taken a step.
"Xia Bei!" a soft, soft call sounded from behind him.
She froze and turned away.
He had somehow stood up, and she turned to face his face.
"You're not a you-goblin," he stared at her, and whispered, slowly, "You're beautiful, kind, and passionate, how could you be a youkai." No, you are the helpful fairy," his voice was low and cold, as if it had no life and no feelings.
However, when she listened to those few words, she opened her mouth in astonishment and could not say a word.
"Xia Bei!" he called softly again.
This call is so gentle, so gentle that it is heartbreaking!
Her eyes were suddenly hot, and tears were already filling her eyes, and they were about to burst out. The resentment, grievance, anger, and despair in her heart...... At this moment, in this gentle call, it turned into the deepest sadness and the most helpless grief. Through the eyes full of tears, his face seemed to be immersed in a pool of autumn water, so blurry and distant.
He was shocked by her teary gaze, and his heart ached suddenly, what kind of vision! What kind of gaze!
He collapsed!
The impregnable embankment was broken, submerged, and destroyed by those two small teardrops. He took her hand and held it tightly, the light and slender hand, lying weakly in his rough and thick hand, so delicate and delicate.
She seemed to struggle a little, but then gave up, holding him at one time, watching him at the other, while she gazed at him quietly with a kind of sad passive tenderness.
On this day, when Long Jing and Bingshuang returned to the inn, Mo Ai told them that Miss Jintong's mother was here.
I saw a middle-aged woman in her forties walking over, Jin Tong leaned on her left shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, Sister Shuang, this is my mother." He turned his head and smiled at the woman, and said, "Mother, they are the Lu Longjing and Bai Bingshuang I said." ā
Jing Shuang and the others hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The junior has seen Master Jin!"
"You don't have to be polite. Jin Tong's mother, Jin Chunfang, said with a smile.
After that, Jin Chunfang and the maid Jiang Lihui also opened a room in this inn.
The next day, Jiang Lihui was ordered by Jin Chunfang to ask Long Jing to talk about it.
Long Jing followed Jiang Lihui to Jin's room.
Jin Chunfang smiled and gave up her seat: "Young Master Lu, please take a seat." ā
Long Jing thanked and sat down: "Master Jin is too polite. ā
Jiang Lihui brought the tea and withdrew.
Long Jing didn't understand what Jin Chunfang meant, so it was inconvenient to speak first, and Jin Chunfang didn't speak as if she was thinking about the depth of the topic.
There was an oppressive silence in the room.
After a long time, Jin Chunfang finally opened her mouth and said slowly: "Master Lu, I see that you are also a person with deep feelings, with all due respect." ā
"Master Jin has something to say, but he can't defend himself. ā
"The little girl is young and ignorant, and naughty and abnormal," Jin Chunfang smiled and said: "I have caused a lot of trouble to my son, please forgive my son." ā
"Where," Long Jing said politely: "Xiaosheng doesn't take care of it well, and it's no wonder that you ask Master Jin." When he heard her mention of his daughter, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, the existence of this little girl really didn't leave any impression on his heart, so he didn't pay much attention to her. At this time, when Jin Chunfang mentioned it, he couldn't help but apologize.
"Young Master Lu," Jin Chunfang said with a smile, "I'll just say it directly." A few days ago, the little girl told me that she liked Datong under the son's door very much," she smiled: "Don't be careful, the little girl is open-mouthed, maybe she said it when she was happy, and she didn't think about the consequences." But as a mother, I can't help but think more about her. Did you say yes?"
Long Jing has been doing things for a while recently, first Tang Hao's love, then Tang's father-daughter dispute, then Tang Jun's love for Cen Mengjiao, and then the sudden reunion with Bingshuang, the division and contention, and the tenderness and sweetness are continuous, so that he has no time to pay attention to Datong, let alone Jin Tong's little girl.
At this time, after listening to Jin Chunfang's words, I suddenly thought that Jin Tong and Datong had been walking together for a long time, both of them were naughty and playful teenagers, and it was normal for them to have a heart and mind, and it was normal for them to love each other, and Jin Chunfang's words at this time were already obvious, so he hurriedly said: "Master Jin, I'm very sorry, Xiaosheng's discipline is not effective, which makes the subordinates unable to measure themselves......"