Her arms wrapped around his narrow waist and tightened so tightly that there was no gap between the two of them.

He could hear her heartbeat, and he could feel her nervousness.

"Prudence ......"

Jing Wei couldn't wait for his answer for a long time, the light in her eyes dimmed little by little, and her arm loosened slightly, wanting to take a step back.

Li Shenheng raised her hand, her slender fingers fell on her messy forehead, and gently brushed away the messy hair, revealing her gentle eyebrows: "Jingwei, I always believe in you." ”

"Prudence ......"

He squeezed her hand, "Do you want to come with me?" ”

Jingwei nodded without hesitation.

Song Yecheng suddenly raised his hand and clapped his hands lightly, and sneered: "I really watched a good show today, slightly, I didn't expect that you are only sixteen years old, and you can do it like this, and two men who admire you are played with between your palms......"

"Zhou Cong."

Li Shenheng sneered: "Teach him how to speak well!" ”

Zhou Cong stepped forward in response, the door slammed shut, and Song Yecheng spoke again, his voice had already been deformed.

Li Shenheng shook Jingwei's hand and went downstairs.

The narrow and ugly stairwell, he was afraid that he had never been to such an unbearable place in his life, and Jing Wei couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

has been a human being for two lives, but she still can't seem to get out of the shadow of inferiority left by Tian Xiaofen and Ruan Siyu's suppression to death.

"Slow down, there's a lot of clutter here......"

Quietly whispered, Li Shenheng did not respond, but just held her hand, a little tighter.

Downstairs, out into the street, the shadows of the trees swayed gently in the breeze, and he never spoke to her, but held her hand and never let go.

Suddenly, she was thinly dressed, and as soon as the wind blew in the autumn night, she felt cold, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Li Shenheng stopped, lowered his eyes, and his slender fingers were distinctly jointed, landing on the placket of the black suit.

Jingwei's heart was in a mess, she lowered her head and thought to herself, but her shoulders suddenly became heavy, and the coat with body temperature covered her shoulders, and the warmth suddenly hit.

Jing raised his head slightly, and his eyes were already slightly red.

How could a proud person like him not mind.

In his previous life, he indulged everything about her and tolerated any out-of-the-ordinary behavior from her.

Only Song Yecheng was involved.

That's his reverse scale, his bottom line.

Never touch.

She remembered very well that in the three years she followed him, she had met Song Yecheng in private.

After she came back, she was in a bad mood and lost her temper at the maid for the first time in the Li Mansion.

He stopped the meeting and hurried back in his car.

There was a small car accident halfway, and his arm was seriously bruised, and his subordinates were frightened, almost alarming the old man of the Qin family of the Li family.

But he refused to even go to the hospital, and went back to the Li Mansion as soon as possible.

When she saw him, her anger swelled up even more, and the moment he entered the door, she directly smashed a blue and white porcelain vase in the living room.

It was one of his favorite ornaments, and it was also a favorite thing left by the old lady of the Li family.

The servants in the Li Mansion were so frightened that some even knelt down with pale faces.

His face also changed, and the expression that had been smiling softly faded away.

Jingwei looked at him like this, and suddenly felt extremely aggrieved in her heart, so she simply ignored it and turned to go upstairs.

There was a deathly silence in the living room.

I don't know how long, Jing faintly heard his footsteps coming upstairs, she simply covered herself with the quilt and refused to pay attention to him.