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As he spoke, the tears could not be controlled again, rolled down, turned around and left.

As soon as she took a staggered step, her arm was suddenly grabbed, Leng Yerong hesitated for a moment, took her away from the lawn where the guests went back and forth, and took her to a guest room where no one was around, looked at her condescendingly, and handed over the tissue: "The makeup is all spent." ”

She didn't answer, and after a long time, he sighed, turned around and wanted to go out and pour her a glass of water, so that she could calm down.

Xu Ying thought he was leaving, so she hugged him from behind, made bold movements, circled him, leaned her head on his back, and made a small voice similar to a whimper: "Can you take me away and take me out of here?" I can't get out alone. ”

But he was silent for a long time, and the air of silence was full of rejection and indifference.

Xu Ying's heart was blocked even more, and she felt astringent pain: "Do you think I'm particularly shameless?" ”

Leng Yerong turned around, lowered his head, and helped her wipe the liquid from the corners of her eyes.

Xu Ying raised her head, which was red, and her eyes were closed: "I know that I am a clown in your eyes, and I know it myself." ”

Leng Yerong frowned, Xu Ying pushed him away suddenly, and saw four glasses of wine on the table in the room, she strode over, picked up the wine glass, raised her head suddenly, and drank it all.

Feeling that he couldn't dilute the discomfort in his heart at all, he grabbed another cup and drank it again.

Leng Yerong was touched by her actions, fluctuated, strode over, and when he walked into her, she had already drunk all four glasses of wine, and that bold move finally provoked Leng Yerong to speak: "Want to be a drunken heroine?" ”

"I don't want to be someone else's heroine, who is rare? My male protagonist doesn't soften me at all! ”

She looked up at him, her male protagonist was close at hand, but she couldn't get close, as if she was 108,000 miles away from him, she couldn't read this man, she couldn't see through his mind, occasionally showed that she cared about her, more often, only cold as ice.

Xu Ying was a little drunk, perhaps because she drank too hard: "You're not completely insensitive to me, are you?" ”

She had had two accidental kisses with him, and after each kiss, she seemed to be able to read some of his thoughts, but she didn't know if it was her delusion, maybe it was because she wanted a response too much.

If she had the chance, she really wanted to know what he thought, whether she was in his heart, even a little bit?

If she really kissed him, she could see his thoughts, and she would kiss him resolutely.

As the saying goes, the bold are to be killed, the timid are starved, she has reached the end of the road, and this may be the only chance.

Xu Ying's head was dizzy, and suddenly, she stood on tiptoe and offered her lips.

Leng Yerong was about to stagger, but she eagerly raised her hands, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hung herself on top of him, her eyes wide open, staring at his obsidian-like eyes, and her eyelashes stood up one by one.

Her soft lips didn't care to continue the kiss, so she parted and said eagerly: "You feel sorry for me!" You're feeling distressed! ”

She saw it! She really saw it!

Leng Yerong didn't have any expression, clasped her shoulders and separated her, his movements were light but decisive: "Xu Ying, calm down." ”

"Why don't you admit it? Actually, you have feelings for me? Xu Ying covered the hand he was holding her and grabbed it and pressed it to her chest: "You take me out of here, can you?" ”

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