Chapter 1270: Choosing Jun Zi Che

Jun Ziche looked at Xia Zining, looking forward to "Xindi..." You..." It's Jun Ziche, and his heart is excited.

Xia Zining smiled at him, "Do you have a girlfriend?" Are you married? Still feeling for me? “

Jun Ziche smiled slightly, "I've been waiting for you, there is no one with her." ”

He remembered that before she left, she had said that she might be willing to try with him...

Could it be that she came back this time...

Xia Zining ignored the others, walked up to Jun Ziche, and said bluntly, "Then let's try it." ”

Jun Ziche was excited in his heart and nodded, "Okay." ”

He's been waiting for a few years...

Today, she agreed...

The two looked at each other, with a smile in each other's eyes, which belonged to the tacit understanding and affection of the two.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but interrupt the eyebrows of the two.

Duan Yihan felt uncomfortable at the moment, "Sister Xia... Why choose him... You know... I've always loved you. ”

Xia Zi stared at him, "Duan Yihan, you are very good, but I told you before not to put your mind on me..." Perhaps... It's just that I have no fate, and I finally chose Junzi Che. ”

"Just because I was before... Bad first impression on you... So... Am I losing my chance? Duan Yihan didn't give up, he looked at her, waited for two years, always held on to hope, and now, what did he hear... The woman she loves said in front of him that she was with other men...

His heart was sour and unwilling.

"No, you're fine, at first because of a bad impression, and later... But it was Jun Ziche who got into my eyes first, and the emotional thing is very strange, not the first to come. She was helpless, everyone chatted about her today, and she knew that these people had no intention of giving up on her in the past two years.

Tonight, since we talked about this, let's make it clear, I don't want to delay them any longer, and I can be regarded as completely solving my love debt.

How could Duan Yihan accept her words willingly? Yes, emotional things, not that they can be controlled by control, how can the heart he has fallen into easily be pulled out? He thought, but if he could do it, he had pulled it out when he had heard her say not to put her heart on her.

Situ Qingyu looked at her, his heart ached, for more than two years, every time he thought of getting along with her sweetly, and then she was pushed away by herself, she couldn't sleep every night, and her heart ached... Now, when she reappeared, she told him that she chose to be with another man.

He suppressed the pain in his heart, the sore throat, and looked at her, "Ning'er..."

Xia Zining looked at him, seeing the hope and expectation in his eyes, as well as the pain, she sighed in her heart and said seriously, "Situ Qingyu, I told you two years ago that I broke up, it was really a breakup, and I also told you that we are no longer possible." Let the past pass, there are always many things to do in life, go back to find a good woman and live well. ”

Situ Qingyu's heart became more and more stinging... He knew... Why doesn't she think about herself anymore... Know... It's all his problem...

Gong Yanche frowned and looked at her, "We have experienced a lot together, why did you choose him." He, jealous and unwilling to look at Jun Zi Che.

"Because in the past, when I was hunted down and killed by all sides, at the last moment, it was always him who protected me regardless of the danger, and before he knew my identity, he offered most of his wealth to the emperor here to save me, protected me in assassinations several times, stopped the hidden arrow for me, and almost died.

He will also cook for me, play the piano for me, think to make me happy when I am unhappy, and when my family has conflicts because of me, he will stand by my side and believe me. Xia Zining looked at Gong Yanche and the others to answer why she chose Junzi Che.

She is from another world, and she is still a little lonely in the depths of her soul, and sometimes she needs that stability and warmth in her heart.