If love can give me a reason to forgive, then there is no guilt in ambiguity! ——

Before the words fell, the accompanying church bells had put an end to the sins of the drunken gambling tables.

"Mr. Lu, perhaps, just lost to his own heart." An Ning replied with a faint smile, glanced at his hand that clenched his thin wrist, raised his eyes, and calmly ordered the guest, "If you are unwilling, you can come back another day." I've never had a precedent here for entertaining visitors after four o'clock in the morning. ”

It's just that his hands are getting tighter and tighter, and he even wants to crush her bones.

Lu Huaining felt the strange but familiar breath in front of him, and his complex emotions were like intertwined vines gushing in his heart, "Who are you?" ”

"Guess!" Like a cat, she smiled slyly, and her eyes were bright.

Her songs, her every word, her every expression seemed to be deliberately tearing open his heart, including this gamble, it seemed to be a carefully arranged gentle trap!

Her deep blue eyes were heavenly, but more hellish, tempting his impatient heart to uncover the mystery beneath her mask.

He took a step closer, and she quietly stepped back, his relentless gaze in exchange for her imminent smile, like a game of cat and mouse.

Never get tired of it!

"Dingding-ding-"

The connecting sound of the video call finally pulled back the thoughts immersed in self-memories, An Ning's slightly trembling hand clicked on the window, but her heartbeat missed a beat unconsciously.

"Mommy!" The little girl's sweet and glutinous voice jumped out with joy with the picture, injecting it into the woman's heart like honey, making her tired heart instantly soft.

"Fluffy ......" delicate hand trembled and stroked the little face on the screen that made him worry about in his dreams, and even the voice of his shouting was trembling uncontrollably.

And the little girl at the far other end of the video also saw the tears of crazy longing in her eyes, her innocent big eyes smiled and blinked like a fan, and her outstretched little hand wanted to wipe away the hidden tears for her, but she was just wiping the screen in vain.

"Mommy doesn't cry, my father-in-law said, Peng Peng will be able to see Mommy soon~" The little girl made a naughty and cute grimace at the screen, watching her cry and smile and nod again and again, the smile and grinning expression returned to her immature face again, I saw the little girl dancing at her with some excitement, "Mommy, Mommy, my father-in-law taught Peng Peng to play mahjong today!" ”

Hearing this, An Ning's face is full of black lines, is this the rhythm of cultivating his three-year-old daughter into the next gambling saint?

It's just that she had to reluctantly continue with the topic that the little girl was excited about, "Is that puffy happy?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The little girl nodded like pounding garlic, she cherished every "meeting" with her own mother in her own way, "My father-in-law has a lot of teachings, my father-in-law is so powerful!" ”

An Ning looked at the little girl's adoring expression with her hands on her face, and she couldn't smile bitterly in her heart, "What does Peng Peng like the most?" ”

The little girl pursed her lips, her black grape-like eyes blinked, and the ground lit up, "Look at it even again!" ”

An Ning smiled dumbly, her daughter always used her unique fairy tale to make herself smile in loneliness and exhaustion.

"Sophie, take the little lady down and rest."

It's just that her smile didn't have time to spread, and the majestic voice that suddenly came from the other end of the video made her tremble, watching the little girl being brutally taken away by the maid, but she couldn't do anything.

Soon, the other end of the video was replaced by the face of an elderly man who was vicissitudes of life but refused to accept the old age, and a pair of eyes were like goshawks hovering in the sky, which made An Ning shudder.

"Daddy." She let out a low cry.

It's just that her respectful voice made the aura of anger quickly spread on that face, her eyes were fixed on her hand that she didn't know where to place, and her deep voice floated out like a ghost, "Ning Ning, I still prefer that you are afraid of me." ”

"Dad-" An Ning's voice rose sharply, "Please don't change your plan ......"

"Then you shouldn't have come to provoke me!" The cold voice cruelly interrupted her, "Since you think there are some things that are more important, let's wait until you give me a satisfactory answer." ”

The video was cut off abruptly, and An Ning's whole body collapsed in the sofa, and her eyes lost all the color they had just had.

When Si Yang stepped behind her in the faint night, she still maintained that posture, but her cold and poignant eyes cast on the endless sea in front of her.

"You seem to have always had a special affection for this piece of blue?" The man's questioning sentence pattern is an affirmative tone.

"Do you know the truth? There is a poet in China, and he has a very beautiful poem in his pen......" She turned her eyes to look at the warm face in front of her, "I want to have a house, facing the sea, and the spring flowers are blooming!" ”

However, the plausible look was laughed at by the man.

"It's just that such a reason doesn't belong to you." He has his self-confidence.

An Ning glanced over, and after a moment, her eyes full of emotion lingered on the wide blue in front of her again, and the voice of remembrance sounded slowly, "And the reason why I love this sea is because it accommodates the people who once loved me the most......"

Who used to love her the most? Si Yang no longer asked, if the mysterious woman in front of him lost her secret, it would be a body that had lost her soul.

"The wedding dress has been flown to the estate, remember to go back and try it on." He replaced the sorrow-relieving wine in her hand with a calming tea.

An Ning nodded lightly, the corners of her lips hooked up a smile, she never thought that the first time she put on the wedding dress would be for the man in front of her.

It's just, if it's not him, who should it be?

"Your eyes are really special." Si Yang stared at her dark eyes after taking off her contact lenses, but those eyes seemed to have the magic power to confide.

Particularly?

"It's the first time I've heard such a compliment." She drank the fragrant tea in the cup, looked at the back that turned away, and the next second, the cup of red wine was poured and drunk by her.

Sure enough, wine is more suitable for your preferences, as if it suits your own life.