Yu Xiuhong didn't dare to move. Her legs and feet went limp when she heard a familiar voice in her ears.

"Xiuhong, don't shout, it's me."

At this time, the familiar and unfamiliar voice reached Xiuhong's ears along the cold wind, and they were all red in Xiuhong's eyes.

This is Zhang Kecheng.

In the darkness of the night, I couldn't see the blush outside. At this time, my face was pale.

Zhang Kecheng?

What is he doing here?

Isn't he going to marry Zhang Qiuzhen?

The man behind her hugged her body tightly. Although they used to be close, they didn't have such a close relationship. On the contrary, now, he is holding her like this, and Yu Xiuhong struggles desperately twice.

Behind his ears was still Zhang Kecheng's voice.

"Xiuhong, don't shout, I'll let you go." At night, Zhang Kecheng's voice was very gentle.

Yu Xiuhong seemed to have gone back to the past, his voice was so gentle, but so clear, when he met on the boulevard, his eyes were so unfamiliar.

In an instant, in Xiuhong's heart, everything was not a taste.

She nodded, and Zhang Kecheng let go of his hand to cover his mouth, but still held her.

Yu Xiuhong's voice was hoarse: "Zhang Kecheng, let me go!"

Zhang Kecheng didn't let him go, just rubbed her ears: "Xiuhong, are you willing to let me go?"

Would you like to?

He had never hugged her like this, but Yuxiu Hongxin knew she couldn't do it!

He's getting married soon!

Why did he pester her like this, and would she be willing?

Yu Xiuhong opened her mouth, her voice almost trembling: "What about Zhang Qiuzhen?" Are you going to marry Zhang Qiuzhen? ”

Yu Xiuhong secretly told herself that even if Zhang Kecheng told her now that she was not married to Zhang Qiuzhen, she would not be entangled with Zhang Kecheng.

She's had enough!

But the man behind her was not satisfied with this answer.

"Xiuhong, let's not talk about her." Zhang Kecheng whispered: "Tell me, do you miss me?" I miss you so much that I can't wait to come to you. ”

Hearing Zhang Kecheng's words, Yu Xiuhong suddenly wanted to laugh.

There seems to be less nostalgia for Zhang Kecheng. Getting married, he now grabs her and says he wants her.

Yu Xiuhong was a little uncomfortable.

But she felt sorry for Zhang Qiuzhen. Her fiancé now has his arms around her.

Yu Xiuhong struggled: "Zhang Kecheng, let me go!"

Zhang Kecheng twisted Yu Xiuhong's body and grabbed Yu Xiuhong's shoulders with both hands. He suppressed his voice and said, "Xiuhong, what are you talking about?"

Yu Xiuhong's eyes were full of crystal tears, and she looked at the man she had been infatuated with, "Zhang Kecheng, you're getting married!" Do you know? ”

"It's not over yet." Zhang Kecheng said.

Yu Xiuhong pursed her lips: "Don't pester me anymore, you will make me feel very uncomfortable."

Before that, Yu Xiuhong still missed Zhang Kecheng. She said she felt she wasn't doing a good job enough, or that the hospital had demoted him, so he was angry with her.

At that time, Yu Xiuhong still had some illusions about Zhang Kecheng, thinking that he was not so bad.

And now, a man who is going to marry someone else, takes her hand and says she wants her. Yu Xiuhong has no good impression of Zhang Kecheng.

What kind of woman does he think she is?

Yu Xiuhong's words immediately stimulated Zhang Kecheng, and his strength tightened on her shoulders: "You still love me, otherwise you wouldn't cry!"

Zhang Kecheng leaned down to kiss Xiuhong.

Yu Xiuhong immediately turned her head and hid, and her voice gradually calmed down: "I cry because I regret being blind at the beginning."

Chu Zhenyan anxiously searched for the voice, which was gradually approaching from afar, and was constantly introduced in the beautiful red ears.

Yu Xiuhong glared at Zhang Kecheng: "You go quickly, you still want Zhenyan to look at you like this!"

In the end, Yu Xiuhong gave Zhang Kecheng some feelings.

But Zhang Kecheng didn't believe that Yu Xiuhong would be so cruel to him. He hugged her tightly and rose from the bottom of his heart to conquer her. He bit Yu Xiuhong's lip almost frantically.