Luo Rou came out of class after class, Liang Chennan was still standing there, she really admired his perseverance, didn't she get tired standing all the time?

She didn't pay much attention to it, and stood at the door after saying hello to some children, until Wen Zhiyan walked over, "Zhiyan, are you going together?" ”

Wen Zhiyan moved his gaze to Liang Chennan, naturally understanding Luo Rou's intentions.

He nodded and spoke softly, "Okay." ”

Even if he walked with Wen Zhiyan, Liang Chennan still followed behind her without giving up.

"Are you bothered?" The anger she had been suppressing seemed to have reached its limit, and she turned to Liang Chennan and asked.

"Come back to Mucheng with me." Liang Chennan's eyes were always shrouded in a layer of indistinguishable emotions, and Luo Rou didn't want to explore too much.

"My boyfriend is here, you say that......"

"Rou'er, you don't have to pretend, I know you have nothing to do with each other." Liang Chennan interrupted him, his eyes were still looking at her as always, deep and shallow.

Biting her lip tightly, her heart froze for a moment, and Luo Rou's eyes flashed with a faint and traceless understanding, and she spoke, her voice sounding a little unreal.

"Teacher Wen, do you like me?"

"Ah......" Wen Zhiyan, who was suddenly asked about his thoughts, obviously didn't react, especially when he was said by Luo Rou in person, his face turned red and nodded, "Yes, Teacher Luo." ”

"Will you marry me? If you don't dislike me for being a cripple, I'll marry you. Luo Rou's eyes never took off Liang Chennan's body when she said this, her eyes were very resolute, not like she was just joking.

Liang Chennan stared, his pupils shrunk slightly.

"Teacher Luo, of course I'm willing, I'm ......" Wen Zhiyan thought about a child who was at a loss, and didn't know how to react for a while.

Luo Rou's crimson lips curved slightly, and the arc was very light, "Liang Chennan, my fiancé is here, so I won't go anywhere." ”

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Liang Chennan's reaction, and walked straight forward. Wen Zhiyan hurriedly followed her footsteps, leaving only Liang Chennan standing there all the time.

It was as if a sharp knife had been inserted in his heart, and blood was pouring out.

He knew her personality too well, and once this kind of thing came out of her mouth, it was definitely not fake, she really wanted to marry that man. But is he qualified to stop it? A man who marries another woman is not a stranger to her!

The sky darkened a little bit, just like his mood at the moment, bleak.

He turned and walked in the direction of the car, each step slow, as if he had stepped on his own heart.

After returning home, Luo Rou was relieved to find that Liang Chennan did not follow again.

She frowned and thought to herself, he should be gone!

lowered her head, and the lightness on her eyebrows and eyes made it impossible to see her joy, anger and emotions, but Wen Zhiyan naturally knew that she cared about that Mr. Liang.

"Teacher Luo, I won't take what you just said seriously." Wen Zhiyan said considerately, "I know you want Mr. Liang to leave, so you ......"

"Teacher Wen, I mean it." Luo Rou looked up at him, and a smile appeared on her face, "I really want to marry you." ”

Wen Zhiyan is a good man, he is considerate and gentle, and she will be a good wife. In fact, the choice of marrying him is really good, everyone should have their own life, and she can have it too. Instead of locking yourself in that small world all the time, it's better to accept the way you are.

No matter which one she is, she is the real her.

"Luo, Teacher Luo, you don't have ...... You're not because of Mr. Liang? Wen Zhiyan's words were a little incoherent, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

hugged Luo Rou, his voice trembled a little, "Luo Rou, I will definitely not let you down." ”

Probably sensing that his behavior was a little excessive, Wen Zhiyan quickly let go of her, and there was still a faint red at the base of her ears.

"Okay." Luo Rou smiled, but tears suddenly overflowed.

What about the man who once said he wouldn't live up to her? Where is it? It's probably buried by time.

What had been a never-ending storybook was interrupted in the middle of the story, and the page was turned to a blank space.

From now on, the man who spilled the scars in her heart will no longer exist, and she will run towards her own future.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Ji Qingsang, who had been leaning on the window and pretending to sleep, felt that the car had stopped.

She opened her eyes and asked in a daze, "Have you arrived?" ”

Ji Hesheng unbuckled his seat belt and leaned closer to her.

Ji Qingsang shrank even more by the car window, but she saw the man staring at her for a moment, and the dark eyes mixed with the night were even more frightening.

He approached again, Ji Qingsang didn't know what he was going to do, but his heart, which had finally stopped, began to beat rapidly again, like a deer.

"Click", the sound of the seat belt being unfastened, plus the man's low teasing, "What do you think I'm going to do to you?" ”

"You ......" biting her lower lip, Ji Qingsang's pretty little face turned red.

Seeing her appearance, Ji Hesheng's eyes narrowed, and a desire suddenly appeared in his heart.

He raised his hands to support Ji Qingsang's sides, and quickly kissed her lips before she had time to react.

The lips were connected, ambiguously rolling, the temperature in the air continued to rise, and even the blood on Ji Qingsang's body began to boil.

Not far away, a light shone over, and the figure of the man leaning down and kissing became more and more hazy.

She was stunned for half a minute, not very long, but she was in a trance. The numbness in her heart, coupled with the softness on her lips, stimulated her nerves to tremble.

He kissed delicately and intoxicatedly, and the tip of his tongue brushed every inch of her mouth, as if with great tenderness and affection. The kiss spread from her lips to her neck, and she could feel the warmth in her heavier breathing.

In the blink of an eye, her small hand clutching his clothes slowly relaxed, and then a long whistle broke the ambiguity.

Ji Qingsang suddenly came to his senses, pushed his chest away a certain distance, and his red face was glowing with a charming luster, "Ji Hesheng-"

She shouted, a little angry in her tone, but in Ji Hesheng's eyes, it seemed like an invitation.

"Huh?" He hummed softly, his thin lips pressed close to hers, and kissed him lightly, "What's wrong?" ”

Ji Qingsang lowered his voice, "Don't you like Song Yu?" Are you still worthy of her? Aren't you afraid that she will cry again and sprained her foot and asked you to coax her? ”

If it weren't for the sudden whistle, she would probably have fallen into his gentle trap again.

"She's not here." Ji Hesheng looked at her eyes with a smile and found that the anger in them was even stronger.

His voice was lazy, and he didn't seem to take it seriously at all, "Sangsang, do you mind my relationship with Song Yu?" ”

Ji Qingsang tilted her head sideways, her covered eyelids covered the cold color of her eyes, and her tone was calm and restrained, "You think too much, Mr. Ji, I don't mind at all." ”

"Oh, really?" Ji Hesheng stared at him, and the smile on the corner of her eyebrows gave her an illusion of being seen through for no reason.

"Get out of the car!"

He didn't continue to entangle, but pushed the door and got out of the car first.

Ji Qingsang wiped her lips, feeling a little annoyed, she just thought she had been bitten by a dog, and it was impossible for her to bite back if the dog bit her.

After she got out of the car, she frowned at the words "restaurant" written on it, this should be a hotel, but it was just a certain restaurant written in ancient times, "Sister Luo Rou is here?" ”

"Not there." Ji Hesheng replied and walked inside.

Ji Qingsang caught up with him and grabbed his arm, "Since Sister Luo Rou is not here, what are you bringing me here for?" ”

"Stay one night and go back tomorrow." Ji Hesheng met her gaze and said casually.

"Stay for one night?" Ji Qingsang thought for a moment and immediately said, "How far is it from Sister Luo Rou." ”

"An hour and a half by car." Ji Hesheng put his hands in his pockets and replied softly and slowly.

"Then why stay for one night, we can be there at nine o'clock." Seeing that Ji Hesheng was about to raise his feet and walk to the restaurant again, Ji Qingsang grabbed him again.

"Sangsang, I've been driving all afternoon, I'm very tired, and I need to rest."

"So why don't you bring Secretary Shen here?" Ji Qingsang continued to ask, seeing that he seemed to be really tired, she said stiffly, "Then you tell me the place or navigation, and I'll drive." ”

"Do you have the driving skills?" Ji Hesheng raised his lips and smiled, and there was some ridicule in his words, "I don't believe it." ”

"Oh, my driving skills are passed down to someone, so someone doesn't believe in his teaching skills." Ji Qingsang choked back, a triumphant smile on his face.

Ji Hesheng looked her up and down, and his voice was a little low, "I've learned everything I taught, then I can experience it at night." ”

"Ji Hesheng, you ......" Ji Qingsang was angry, but she couldn't do anything with him, it was such a time, he still wanted to tease him, she had mistaken him from the beginning.

"You tell me the place, I'll go by myself." She turned her back, her voice cold.

Ji Hesheng ignored her, turned around and entered the restaurant, and Ji Qingsang had no choice but to follow him in.

"Sir, are you two?" The proprietress of the restaurant looks like she is about forty years old, and her eyes lit up when she saw Ji Hesheng, probably if she looks good, she will be more popular!

"One room."

"Two rooms."

Ji Hesheng and Ji Qingsang said at the same time, Ji Hesheng turned his eyes to look at her, and his arrogance was a little silent.

Ji Qingsang winked at him, and then looked back at the boss lady, "I'm not with him, you just have two rooms." ”

"I'm talking about a room." Ji Hesheng's thin lips moved, and the breath that spread out between his snorts seemed to be cold.

"Two."

The proprietress looked at Ji Hesheng and then at Ji Qingsang, and asked a little tangled, "Is it one room or two?" ”

"One."

"Two."