Chapter 179: Confessed to being deceived
Qiao Zixin slept very soundly this night, and he had never slept so steadily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
She has almost been in the crew since she was a child, and what kind of sleep she has to do is free time, in that corner, sleep for a while, and be called to film at any time.
For some reason, He Mingyuan can always bring her a sense of security.
"Why can I meet you no matter where I am," Qiao Zixin woke up, did it, and found himself on the speedboat.
The blue sea, the vast starry sky, the sea and the starry sky are connected, as beautiful as a painting, and He Mingyuan is the person in the painting.
"It's not to meet, it's to find, no matter where you hide, I can find you," He Mingyuan walked over from the connection between the starry sky and the sea.
"It's Lin Meng," Qiao Zixin thought that Lin Meng should have betrayed himself, because Lin Meng knew his every move best.
"I have a wide range of sources," He Mingyuan shook his head, indicating that you had guessed wrong.
He Mingyuan walked slowly and sat down beside Qiao Zixin, Qiao Zixin was a little unaccustomed to it, and instinctively moved to the side.
He Mingyuan said in a very gentle tone, so unreal, Qiao Zixin picked up his finger and took it in his mouth and bit it gently, it hurt, it was true that he didn't dream anymore, he took the wrong medicine and became like this.
He Mingyuan saw Qiao Zixin's move and wondered, "What are you doing!" ”
"I don't think it's real, you're fake, usually you look cold like ice, and you always ignore me, but today you are suddenly so gentle, so you are fake" Qiao Zixin didn't pay attention and said what was in his heart.
Qiao Zixin secretly scolded himself, what are you nervous about, you said the wrong thing!
Now I can only pray that he is in a good mood today, otherwise in this vast sea, just the two of us, he threw me into the sea in a fit of anger to feed the fish, and there was no one to collect the corpse, then my life would be over.
With this unpredictable and moody He Mingyuan, you still have to be more careful.
Qiao Zixin thought about the picture of He Mingyuan angrily throwing himself into the sea, and he was shocked, it was terrible to think about.
Thinking of this, Qiao Zixin secretly observed He Mingyuan's face.
He Mingyuan listened to Qiao Zixin's fallacy, and couldn't laugh or cry, how could she be so cute, she really lost to her, and besides, what kind of divine logic is this, her logical thinking is so chaotic.
He Mingyuan was not only not angry, but also showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, although it was very short, he was also seen by Qiao Zixin.
He smiled, although it was only for a moment, but it was really rare, Qiao Zixin was glad for himself, he was in a good mood today, it seemed that his luck was good.
"In your heart, am I so annoying? He Mingyuan leaned lightly on the back of the chair behind him, put his hands behind his head, stretched out his slender legs, and asked leisurely.
Qiao Zixin thought that he had said the wrong thing just now, but fortunately he was in a good mood today and didn't care, so he should say something good this time.
"How can you hate that, you are a very perfect person in my heart, handsome, mature and stable with temperament, and so successful in your career, how many idols in the hearts of girls, it's too late to like it?" Even Qiao Zixin felt a little too much of a compliment, but he didn't expect such an indifferent person to like to listen to compliments, now he should be satisfied!
Qiao Zixin glanced at He Mingyuan, and when he saw his enjoyment, Qiao Zixin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you confessing?" This sounded like a confession, so He Mingyuan asked casually.
"Ah, no, does that sound like a confession? Mr. He, I don't think I have that meaning, "Originally, I just wanted to think about how to change it to a confession to praise him, is it easy to cause misunderstanding when I speak by myself?"
Originally, I was very happy to hear Qiao Zixin say this, but Qiao Zixin denied it like this, and He Mingyuan was a little unhappy.
"Don't like it?" A chill drifted through He Mingyuan's eyes, his tone was extremely cold, and there was anger on his face, and his angry appearance was terrifying.
You see, he was moody, he was unhappy so quickly, and he said something wrong.
Qiao Zixin was so frightened that he immediately changed his words, "I like it, I like it,"
"Well, that's pretty much it," He Mingyuan turned from anger to calm.
After Qiao Zixin saw that his mood was stable, he patted his chest lightly and put his mind at ease.
After calming down, Qiao Zixin felt that something was wrong, as if he had fallen into a trap set by him, why did he confess to him in a daze.
Isn't it very unkind for him to do so.
"Since you have said so, I can give you a chance to be my girlfriend," He Mingyuan's tone was calm, he thought that Qiao Zixin would be ecstatic, because being his girlfriend was the wish of many girls.
Qiao Zixin was very surprised when he heard this, how could he, as the president of the He Group, play tricks in front of a girl, first forcing others to confess, and then acting as if I begged him to be his girlfriend, I don't want it!
Qiao Zixin's calmness made He Mingyuan never expect it.
Qiao Zixin thinks about why he is so sad, he has never been in love since he was a child.
This is not necessarily, after all, she has amnesia, and she has never been in love before, and she doesn't know.
But in the past two years, she can guarantee that she has not talked about it, and finally fell in love, or took the initiative to confess herself, this confession is also suspected of coerced confession, you say sad urging, not sad urging.
And when I met such a master, when it was cold, it was like the ice water of the Arctic, and when it was warm, it made people so unsteady.
He Mingyuan saw Qiao Zixin for a long time, didn't speak, and suddenly felt anxious, could she still be unwilling.
One of He Mingyuan's arms bypassed her slender waist and pushed her over, while Qiao Zixin was defenseless and fell into He Mingyuan's arms.
He Mingyuan put one arm around her waist, and gently picked up Qiao Zixin's chin with the other, looking at her eyes with some surprise, obviously her emotions were not stable.
"Are you willing, or are you unwilling," He Mingyuan asked word by word.
Qiao Zixin clearly saw the anger in He Mingyuan's eyes, Qiao Zixin nodded in a panic, and then shook his head.
Qiao Zixin nodded for a while, shook his head for a while, just as Qiao Zixin spoke again.
His lips had been entangled with He Mingyuan's lips, and Qiao Zixin instinctively pushed He Mingyuan away with both hands, but the harder Qiao Zixin pushed him, the tighter he was hugged, and the harder he kissed, so Qiao Zixin was confused little by little.
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"Ah," Qiao Zixin was awakened by a nightmare again, sweating profusely and sitting on the bed with a frightened face.
Qiao Zixin looked around, making sure that it was in the small apartment he rented, and then closed his eyes and took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions.
It's been two days since she's been back in the city, and she's had almost the same nightmare for both days, the death of her adoptive mother.
After Qiao Zixin calmed down, he pulled out the quilt, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower head, and washed away the cold sweat that had just been frightened.
She thought it was time to see her adoptive mother.