Sweetheart was like being poured a basin of cold water on her head, and the grievance and suffocation in her heart puffed up: "That's why I haven't taken it out! You just don't want to send you anything at all! I'm going home!"

She unbuckled her seat belt and ran out, but Situ Qinglang pinched her neck, pulled her back, and locked her by the way...... Door.

"You, you, what are you doing?" Sweetheart put her hands around her chest vigilantly!

Although she subconsciously misses that kiss, she just misses it, she doesn't want to do anything with him at all!

When Situ Qinglang saw her fried-haired little, he couldn't wait to immediately press her on the seat and abuse her severely.

However, as an ascetic uncle, he chose to tease his mouth very graciously: "What are you doing covering your chest?

"......" Sweetheart glared at him hatefully, Situ Qinglang smiled and stretched out his hand: "Give me something." ”

"Don't give it!"

"That's what was meant to be given to me, wasn't it?" Situ Qinglang naturally stretched out his slender, bony, and powerful-looking hand, and moved his fingers, "Hurry up and take it out." ”

"......" Sweetheart had never seen such a beggar, so she had to take out the small purse from her bag and hand it to Situ Qinglang.

Situ Qinglang took this small purse that was not very delicate, and the corners of his mouth twitched, this is for women at all.

"I embroidered it myself...... Amulet. You can put your favorite jade, Buddhist card, or something like that, and put it close to you. Sweetheart explained cautiously.

"Such an ugly thing, I'm afraid the Buddha won't bless it. Situ Qinglang threw down a sentence as if he had no heart or lungs.

These rough people always speak as directly and hurtly as a sharp sword!

The sweetheart has mixed feelings in her heart, and she feels that she is a cheap person with a cheap mouth and a cheap mouth, so she will think of giving him something, and she will want to humiliate herself!

Situ Qinglang casually put the purse under the windshield, as if the thing was as eye-catching as a waste product.

Sweetheart's eyes were red, she lowered her head silently, swallowed her tears into her stomach, and said negatively: "I'm going home, today's incident, I will treat it as if it didn't happen." ”

"What's going on today?" Situ Qinglang seemed to have forgotten about it, and asked in surprise, I don't know if he was pretending or real.

Sweetheart raised her head, and looked at him like a little resentful woman, he had just kissed himself in front of everyone, how could he forget this stubble!

"Nothing. She bit her lower lip, stiffened and said, "I'm leaving." ”

"Good. Situ Qinglang unlocked the car, and the sweetheart ran out of the car without looking back, and tears finally came out of his eyes.

Situ Qinglang saw her wiping her tears aggrievedly from the rearview mirror, he picked up the purse again, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it for a long time, it seemed to still carry her temperature.

The little purse exuded a faint fragrance, and the wisps were entwined in his heart, Situ Qinglang lost his mind, he did mean to hurt her, he couldn't let her misunderstand that there was a possibility of being together with her.

Later...... Let's see each other less.

He was no longer as calm as before, he was afraid that he would fall into it, and obviously, he also began to slowly move his heart to her.

Love that is destined to have no result might as well be stifled like this.

He smiled wryly and drove away.

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