Shang Qian hugged Long Jingze back and expressed her attitude.

"Brother Jing, Xiao Xiu and I really don't have anything, we are the relationship between sister and brother, really! Do you believe me? ”

"I barely believe it."

What does it mean to be reluctantly believed?

"You must trust me!"

Long Jingze was silent.

He cared a lot about her contact with other members of the opposite sex, and he couldn't tolerate it to any extent.

Like today, because other members of the opposite sex are still quarreling with him, he has been snubbed for so long, which he absolutely can't bear.

"Shallow! I want you to remember that I can't see you having contact with anyone of the opposite sex other than me, and that you're going to drive me crazy. ”

"Got it, Brother Jing." Shang Qian knew that she was also at fault in today's incident, and at this moment she obediently relented.

Long Jingze hugged Shang Qian's waist and hugged it tightly, as if he had exhausted his life's strength.

Shang Qian patted the man's generous back comfortingly, "Brother Jing, it won't be in the future." ”

The big palm pressed the woman's small hand.

Pat on the back? It's a kid away.

"Shouldn't you apologize in some adult way?"

The way for adults? What's that way?

It's still skewed.

Long Jingze's rough fingers slowly rubbed the woman's lips, and the depth in his eyes was unclear.

She rarely seems to take the initiative to kiss herself.

The other hand nodded his thin lips again, and the meaning was self-evident.

This man! Really!

"Keep your head down." She commanded.

Long Jingze cooperated and bent down slightly.

The lips touch the man's thin lips.

Not! Crispy and numb, and then what is she going to do next?

Leave, put it back on again, and so on.

Long Jingze was still shallow and lost his patience, he has kissed so many times, and he hasn't learned the most basic kissing yet?

The man tried to open his mouth slightly, guiding Shang Qian.

Hmm, what kind of operation is this? What does he do with his hot breath to himself?

Long Jingze's big palm clasped the back of the woman's head, gradually deepening the kiss, hooking her little tongue and playing.

The root of Shang Qian's tongue was numb, and he couldn't withstand Long Jingze's strong offensive.

In the end, the woman was directly paralyzed in Long Jingze's arms, a soft ball.

For the result of the development of this incident, Shang Qian is still very satisfied, after all, the two are now reconciled.

What is the most important thing for the two of them together, not money, not the house, but mutual understanding and tolerance.

I am most afraid that once a quarrel occurs, neither of them will take the initiative to explain, just so stiff, the longer it goes, the more unfavorable it will be, and the contradiction will be intensified to the maximum.

Cold war! It is also the least recommended!

Today's apology from Long Jingze was something that Shang Qian didn't expect, she never thought that Long Jingze, who has always been cold and domineering and arrogant, would bow her head first, and she was ready to explain tomorrow, because she didn't like the two to quarrel like this.

In short, this man is worth cherishing and grasping.

Brother Jing, don't bear me.

Long Jingze, who had just returned to Qingyuan, sat in the study, looking at the photos placed in front of him, with rare tenderness in his eyes.

In the photo frame, the little daughter held the little boy's hand tightly, unwilling to let go, and her stubborn little expression was very vivid.

Long Jingze's slender finger tapped the little girl's head in the photo.

This is still when he was a child when he was just about to enter the army, and he was reluctant to let him go, so he pulled a photo of him.

Afraid that he would forget her, he washed two photos, one for each of them.

Long Jingze has kept this photo until now, and he has to take it out almost every day to see it.

It suddenly occurred to him that he didn't seem to have a photo of a little woman in his phone now, which was not good.

I took out my phone and edited a message to the contact who was remarked as a baby.

'Slept?' ’

……

Guess if the heroine slept?

Hee-hee, good night~