Wen Rong was uncomfortable avoiding it, but was held back by the latter, firm and not hurting her strength, forcing her to look at him.

The sculptural cold and handsome male appearance is serious and serious, and the dark eyes are extremely cautious.

He was waiting for her answer.

"We... I'm too fast with you now, and it's not good to regret it later. Wen Rong lowered her eyelids, unable to look back at the burning gaze in front of her.

"No, it won't."

"What?"

"I don't regret it." Ling Jingyan said with great certainty.

Wen Rong could only sigh, how could he not understand, how could he guarantee it in the future? The most important thing is that he and she have no emotional foundation, they don't know each other, and there will be more and more contradictions in getting along day and night in the future, and the friction will get bigger and bigger.

"I don't know anything about you until now."

"It's easy, anything you want to know about me, I can tell you right now. Did you ask or did I say it myself? He wouldn't mind telling her if she wanted to know now—except for certain things, she didn't need to know.

The rough fingertips gently stroked the gentle and soft cheeks back and forth, and the eyes were deep and dark.

Wen Rong bit his lower lip lightly, his eyes fell on the palm of his cheek, he seemed to like to touch his skin very much, from the airport to home, he has always had this habit, but he had not noticed his palm before, and now when he looked closely, he found that his palm was extremely rough, and the back of his hand was covered with scars, and small scars covered every part of his palm, which was also mixed with one or two deeper and thicker scars, he, how could he have such a pair of hands? He can live in such a luxurious residence, with servants, bodyguards, and doormen, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a businessman who is very rich, he shouldn't have such a scarred palm, and his skills are incredible. It's not a very orthodox way of playing, there are no traditional martial arts moves, a pure deadly way of playing, direct, fast, and effective, this is not taught by a martial arts gym or a master, it's more like, it's more like a countless adventure and desperate experience!

And his group of bodyguards are too professional and leaky, judging from the way they subdued the three foreigners, it is not as simple as just protecting him from harm, they also act as killers, who is he? What kind of background do you have? What kind of difficult and terrifying people did you encounter?

"The Ling family is - business, mainly on the border between Russia and Yunnan, fifteen years ago, my parents were killed by the enemy, I brought my younger brothers and sisters here, believe me, you will not be afraid to marry me." Seeing the fear in her eyes, Ling Jingyan avoided the bloody and violent clips and only explained the situation to her concisely.

Wen Rong listened very carefully, and when he saw the pain flashing in his eyes, he thought that he remembered the tragic death of his parents and stretched out his hand to cover his palm, his experience was really not pure, but why was she not afraid as she expected? Did you already have a premonition? Or is it because he has too few words but too many painful and dangerous experiences?

"It's all gone, and it will get better and better in the future." Wen Rong forgot his previous fear and comforted him softly.

"You let me get up, okay?" It's so uncomfortable to lie on top of him.

Ling Jingyan hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly let go of the iron arm that imprisoned her body.

Wen Rong, who was freed, hurriedly sat up straight, but she didn't dare to leave him too far, for fear of provoking him and catching her back unsurely.