1587 His Embrace (2)

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Phoebe reached out with a palm to block her.

She stopped, raised her face in some astonishment, her waist tightened, and the next moment, she was gently pulled into his arms.

It was a very restrained hug.

In fact, Phoebe just gently wrapped her arms around her back and patted her back very lightly with her big hand.

"Everything will be fine...... I promise! โ€

He lowered his face and said in her ear, his voice was very soft and gentle, but it was full of strong determination and persistence.

The body in his arms was even more slender than he imagined, she was thinner than he thought, and her waist was almost so thin that it would break with the slightest force.

Phoebe's fingers on Leng Xiaoye's waist tightened unconsciously, and there was a strong urge in her heart to hold the person in her arms tight.

Before, he only thought that it was like.

It's just because she's special, so I like it.

Five years ago, in the African savannah, when he got into an off-road vehicle and knew that death was waiting for him, he did it without hesitation.

He sat in the driver's seat, staring sideways, watching her hair toss in the night wind, breathtakingly beautiful.

Imagining that she could live, that she could continue to smile like that, like a sunny field, he felt that it was all worth it.

It wasn't until that moment that he understood.

That's not liking, that's love.

It's just a pity that he understood too late and didn't even have a chance to hug her.

This hug was five years late.

Before Leng Ono could react, Phoebe let go of her arm and straightened up again.

Looking at her slightly flustered face, Phoebe spoke.

"Cold Ono...... I'll let you accept me. โ€

"Phoebe......

"You should know that I'm more than Phoebe." Raising her finger and gently holding her face, Phoebe narrowed her pink eyes slightly, "You should also know that no one can change what I decide." โ€

Phoebe in front of him is just like the one back then, the commonplace who is in charge of the life and death of others.

Stubborn, domineering, and undeniable.

Leng Xiaoye frowned, "Phoebe, I know your feelings, and I also know that you have mercy on me, I am grateful, but ......"

"No!" Phoebe withdrew her fingers, "You're wrong, I'm not pitiing you, I'm not sympathizing with you, Leng Xiaoye, listen up...... I love you. โ€

Leng Xiaoye was like being struck by lightning, and the person froze in place all of a sudden.

By the time she came to her senses, Phoebe had turned and walked to the door of the parlor.

Holding the doorknob in his hand, he gently unscrewed the door and did not leave immediately, but turned his face and looked at her.

"I'm going to make you fall in love with me too!"

Leng Xiaoye opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

While she hesitated, Phoebe had pushed open the door and walked out.

She chased to the door, and he had gone down the stairs.

Raising his hand to stroke his forehead, Leng Xiaoye's face was full of helplessness.

If he was a little unsure before, then now he has made it clear to her that he is Sikong Yueming.

Five years ago, he said he was going to take her to Africa, and he used all the means to achieve this.

Leng Xiaoye understands him, this man's stubbornness and domineering are not inferior to Huangfu Yaoyang.

With his personality, he will not give up no matter whether she refuses or dodges.

She was inevitably a little worried about what he would do next.

In the pocket, the phone vibrates.