Zhao Jingchu's heart was cold, cold to the bone, he didn't sneer at Zhao Yunchu every time he saw him like in the past, he just sneered and said, "This time, you won again." ”

Every time he appeared on the stage, Zhao Jingchu, who always smiled with spring in his eyebrows and eyes, and walked with the wind on the soles of his feet, left like a frosted eggplant at this time.

Mu Qingxue walked out of the room suspiciously, but saw that Zhao Yunchu, who was unexpected and expected, was outside the door.

Mu Qingxue seemed to be smiling, and looked at him with a lazy expression.

Zhao Yunchu looked at her, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he appeared outside his fiancée's door in the middle of the night.

But God knows, he was really just afraid, afraid that he would lose Mu Qingxue like this.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhao Yunchu has always been the best boy in the eyes of adults, and Zhao Jingchu has always been the best boyfriend in the hearts of girls.

Zhao Yunchu always knew that he was not as good as Zhao Jingchu and would please girls.

It's okay if you never get it, if you get it, and then lose it, Zhao Yunchu is afraid that he will fall into a crazy situation.

Zhao Yunchu wanted to smile at Mu Qingxue, but since his mother passed away, he had never smiled again, and the smile on his lips was a little stiff, unnaturally distorted.

Zhao Yunchu wanted to explain to Mu Qingxue, but he had never explained it to anyone, and he didn't know how to explain it.

Zhao Yunchu was in a hurry for a while, and his head was actually sweating a little: "Qingxue, I didn't mean anything else, I was just afraid that Jing Chu would ......."

Mu Qingxue took Zhao Yunchu's hand and put away the banter in her eyes: "Brother Yunchu, you don't have to say anything, I know you just care about me in your heart." ”

Zhao Yunchu's heart suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief. He only felt that there were too many words in his heart, and he wanted to say it to Mu Qingxue, but he didn't know how to say: "Qingxue, I'...... I ......"

Mu Qingxue took a step forward, wrapped her arms around his waist, and gently pressed her cheek against his chest: "Brother Yun Chu, I know your kindness to me, as well as the gains and losses in your heart, and I understand your feelings." However, what I want to say is that Brother Yun Chu, from the moment I agreed to marry you, you have been my Mu Qingxue's husband. In this life, as long as you live up to me, I will never give up. ”

"At that time, I only thought it was a transactional marriage, and I already thought so. What's more, ...... now" Mu Qingxue was halfway through her words and suddenly paused.

Lowering his head and looking at the small head on his chest, Zhao Yunchu's empty, cold heart was full. Between the cold eyebrows, when he didn't know it, there was a faint smile. He reached out and lifted the small head in his arms, and stared at her with lowered eyes: "What's the matter now?"

Mu Qingxue's cheeks were flushed and shy, but she also looked at his eyes, and said a little frankly: "What's more, now, I really want to live this life with you." ”

Zhao Yunchu was moved: "Qingxue, have I ever said a word to you?"

Mu Qingxue asked puzzledly, "That sentence?"

"Qingxue, I love you. Zhao Yunchu's cold side face, looking from below, is like a knife, and his thin lips are gentle and indifferent, which makes people feel the warmth of melting snow.