Jiang Qingling no longer struggled, but looked at him lightly, "Ning Xizhou, I hate domestic violence, if you have to solve the problem like this, I can't stop it." ”

Jiang Qingling paused and said softly: "If you feel that those photos are an insult to you, of course you can solve it in your Ning Xizhou way." ”

Ning Xizhou's reason was washed away by anger, and he possessed and kissed her neck, as if he wanted to bite her neck off.

Jiang Qingling's face was expressionless, and she didn't even frown, "Actually, I already like you a little, and I don't want to turn this liking into disgust because of other people's provocations." ”

Ning Xizhou's movements paused, his hand reached under her, grabbed her waist, and lifted it up.

He propped himself up slightly, but his hands were on her sides, looking at the thin coldness on her face, his throat tightened, as if he was locked in his throat by something.

"What do you say? Say it again? All he could think of was what she had just said.

Jiang Qingling snorted coldly, don't turn her face, don't want to pay attention to him, and tell her to just say, isn't she very faceless?

"Say!" Ning Xizhou was in a hurry, and naturally his voice was a little louder.

"What is the murder?" Jiang Qingling bit her lower lip a little aggrieved, "No matter how fierce you are, let's finish playing!" I have been wronged here and haven't found anyone to reason, but you complained about me first. ”

Jiang Qingling continued to say aggrievedly: "I fed the mosquitoes all night last night, and today I want to go home early to accompany you, who knows that you will lose your temper with me just by looking at a few photos." ”

He has seen her stubborn side, and he has also seen her weak side, and when he saw her so aggrieved and coquettish, no matter how angry he was, his heart was gone.

He rolled over and sat down next to her, and as he rolled over, the hand that landed on her waist was so hard that she pounced on top of him.

Ning Xizhou rubbed her waist and said in a deep voice: "I will forgive you if I say what I said just now." ”

Jiang Qingling glanced at Ning Xizhou, and saw that the anger in his eyes had disappeared, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She leaned on him, trying to recall what she had just said, "What a fierce, no matter how fierce, let's finish playing!" I was wronged and didn't find anyone to reason, but you complained about me first. ”

"Not that." Ning Xizhou's hand squeezing her waist tightened, "Think again." ”

Jiang Qingling tried hard to think, "I hate domestic violence. ”

"It's not!" Ning Xizhou said in a deep voice: "Did you mean it?" ”

Jiang Qinglime just didn't say anything, and got up from his body, "Anyway, you'd rather believe the photo than me." ”

Ning Xizhou grabbed her wrist and pulled it into his arms, she fell into his arms again, Jiang Qingling raised her eyes and looked at him, "What to do?" ”

Ning Xizhou pinched her jaw, "Good, say what you said just now." ”

"I just said so much that I don't remember."

"You know what I want to hear." Ning Xizhou looked at her innocent eyes, raised his hand and touched her eyebrows, "Lime, tell me." ”

Jiang Qingling didn't say it, she snorted coldly: "There are some things I never say twice, forget it if I don't hear it clearly, you just don't say it." ”

Ning Xizhou hugged her gently, his chin rested on the top of her head, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been cruel to you." ”

It's not that he doesn't believe her, but he doesn't have confidence in himself, after all, she has never said anything, and he has no bottom in his heart.

Seeing a picture like that, he couldn't help but be angry.

Jiang Qingling was slightly stunned, the man who was so cold just now that he wanted to kill was hugging her and apologizing to her at the moment?

"Lime, say it again." Ning Xizhou stroked her back and coaxed softly, "If you say it, I won't be angry." ”