He didn't want Anyang to hate him anymore......

Although he warned himself again and again not to repeat the mistakes of the past, just hearing other people's names from An Yang's mouth, he couldn't hold back the violent emotions in his heart.

This time, he wanted to have a good death with Anyang.

"Yangyang, give me a chance, I want to go down with you......"

The melancholy words made An Yang's eyelashes tremble slightly, she couldn't see Jiang Cong's appearance at this moment, but she really felt Jiang Cong's emotions.

[Something is wrong. Even if I take Jiang Cong, the effect shouldn't be so obvious. After thinking about it, An Yang's eyes sank, [I hit it by mistake, but I can also take the opportunity to find out. 】

"You're doing this with the attitude of giving me a chance?"

Hearing An Yang's response, Jiang Cong's hand shook uncontrollably, he thought that An Yang was unwilling to respond to him.

"I, I'm not ......" slightly cramped let go of the person in his arms, he looked at Shang Anyang's indifferent eyes, forcibly endured his distress, and asked, "You asked me like this, did you agree?" ”

An Yang lowered his eyelids, "I don't want to forgive you easily. ”

Jiang Cong's eyes reddened again, and the anger on his body receded like a tide, "It's still a long time." ”

"We still have a long time...... "He repeated with certainty, "Yangyang, will you stay here for a while now?" Crew, I'll settle there. ”

An Yang sneered coldly, "I don't seem to have the right to resist." ”

Even if the words were full of sarcasm, Jiang Cong also restrained his temper very well.

Like yesterday, Jiang Cong still didn't spend the night by Anyang's side at night.

[Don't worry, host, I just saw it, Jiang Cong slept next door. But ......] it blinked strangely, "Why doesn't he sleep here?!" 】

An Yang raised his eyes slightly, Jiang Cong didn't bother to pretend anymore when she left her, and the expression on his face returned to his usual calmness, [It's either guilt or forbearance, but he is a little interesting. 】

At least she only guesses about a few possibilities, and there is no way to be 100% sure.

In the dead of night, the whole space falls into a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Although Jiang Cong temporarily relieved An Yang's hands and feet, the confined space did not give her the slightest possibility of escaping.

An Yang sat on the chair, his fingers dotting the back of the chair, "How's the situation over there?" ”

As soon as her words fell, the stupid hair on the system's head suddenly moved rapidly, and even the necklace around her neck began to spread out circles of golden ripples.

Is there a situation?!

Glancing at each other, An Yang held the necklace for the first time. Under the intervention of Anyang, the power of fluctuations became more and more turbulent.

"Ding......

A darkness struck, and when An Yang opened his eyes again, a crisp voice lit up the brilliance of the world.

The blue sky and white clouds are clear and warm under the sun.

An Yang stood at the top of the floor, and when he looked down, colorful hydrogen balloons floated one after another.

In the midst of the lively crowd, more than a dozen sports cars of the same model roared from afar.

A long white veil fluttered in the breeze like a mist falling from a peak, in everyone's sight.

Although it was far away, Anyang still guessed the owner of the veil - He Yingying according to the outline.

"Give you one last chance, do you jump on your own, or do you ...... I'll give you a hand. ”

The cold voice interrupted An Yang's thoughts, and she came back to her senses, only to find that at the edge of the floor, there was a strange man at some point.