Chapter 110: Confession: It's All Yours
At this time, Lan Yuesheng stretched out his hand and pulled her book away, "Since it's not good-looking, then don't read it." ”
After speaking, he hugged her in his arms, "You are stupid enough, if my IQ is lowered again, I will really become a father, and I have to worry about everything." ”
What he didn't say was that he really cared for her to read the book.
As smart as Lan Yuesheng, how can he not understand why Ji Qinghe said that he didn't like this book, he said that he didn't like this story, and he was reluctant to throw it away, so he always took it out and read it, for what?
It's not because when she likes Song Sichen, she chases hopeless love like a mermaid princess.
"Tell me about your previous incident." Lan Yuesheng kissed her hair.
Ji Qinghe's previous affairs, Lan Yuesheng knew that someone would report Ji Qinghe's situation to Lan Yuesheng in real time every day, but he still wanted to hear her tell her in person.
Ji Qinghe took his hand and said, "You come with me." ”
The Ji family has a studio, the size of three rooms, and the paintings hanging in it are all paintings of Ji Qinghe from childhood to adulthood, including various awards.
There are also photos that record every moment of her life.
Lan Yuesheng watched it very carefully, and the only thing he remembered in the end was the pride and pride in Ji Qinghe's eyes, so that he was honored to see it.
Xu is atmosphere was too warm, Lan Yuesheng held Ji Qinghe in his arms, supported one hand on the back of her head, and leaned over to kiss her.
This kiss came without warning, but it disturbed a pool of spring water.
At that time, Lan Yuesheng was standing in front of the window, with his back to the balcony, and from her point of view, the stars in the sky became his background, only for her.
She lost her mind for a moment, and the sound of her heartbeat in her chest was so clear.
For a long time, she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, like a butterfly about to fly.
I only heard her ask softly, "Lan Yuesheng, do you like me?" ”
The smile on the corner of Lan Yuesheng's mouth deepened a little, but the words he said were like this, "My purpose is profit, but I always have to attach some emotions to me, so that it has affected my judgment until now, and even I myself am very distressed." He whispered softly in her ear, "Qingqing, if it were ancient times, I would be the king, you would be the spy sent by the enemy country, and I would definitely become the king of the dead country." ”
Lan Yuesheng has a very high emotional intelligence, he is too smart, and he knows how to use means too well, and he knows what kind of words can catch people off guard, and he was suddenly shocked.
He didn't say a word like it from beginning to end, but the words he said were more powerful than likes.
At that moment, Ji Qinghe clearly felt his heart tremble fiercely.
It was the first light after the thorns, and a seed was sprinkled on her devastated wasteland, and a sprout sprouted.
Fresh and fragile, yet a symbol of life.
For a moment, she suddenly wanted to cry.
When he realized it, he heard Lan Yuesheng chuckle and wiped away her tears with his fingertips, "It's really a child, it's so easy to cry, tell me what to do." ”
Just listen to Ji Qinghe and say, "No." ”
She said, "You won't be the king of the country, you will be beautiful." ”
This man is too powerful, too smart, he has strategies and means, as long as he wants to, there is nothing he can't do.
Lan Yuesheng chuckled, his tone was so pleasant, it was simply funny, he asked, "Is that beauty willing?" ”
Yes, would she do it?
Ji Qinghe lowered his eyes.
Lan Yuesheng forced to ask, "Huh? ”
The elongated tail note made her heart tremble and almost lose her mind.
Would she like to? Ji Qinghe asked himself.
She only knows that she does not reject or resent him, and even many times she is moved and delighted by his thoughtfulness.
Ji Qinghe is not a pretentious woman, if she likes it, if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it, she is straightforward and never plays ambiguous.
Otherwise, he would not have ignored the opinions of so many people back then and chased after Song Sichen again and again.
Now, she knows what she thinks, and she's really impressed!
When she was severely injured by Song Sichen and thought that she would never love again in her life, but in just one or two months, she had feelings for another person!
Such feelings came so suddenly that Ji Qinghe couldn't understand it.
She panics, she is afraid, she is helpless, she is confused.
On the one hand, she no longer dared to believe in love, for fear that she would be betrayed by it again. On the other hand, she couldn't help but crave it, she couldn't help but want to be close to that little bit of warmth, and wanted more.
What's more, she and Lan Yuesheng were together because of a transaction.
As he himself said, they are interests and trends, but she lost herself in his affection and thoughtfulness.
Ji Qinghe couldn't figure out what Lan Yuesheng was thinking in his heart, because he was too deep for her to see through.
What if he was just acting?
Before that, she had warned herself again and again, and also asked herself, what if he was just acting?
However, if it was really acting, would you kiss her again and again?
His thoughtfulness, his care, she understands.
He was like a hunter who had been planning for a long time, little by little, besieging her in his territory, waiting for her to wake up and have been tricked.
Because of this, she asked if he liked him at all.
Ji Qinghe wanted an answer, and he also wanted to give himself a chance.
If he loves herself, maybe she can give it a try, she doesn't want to force herself, and she can't deceive her heart; If he doesn't love her, he can take this opportunity to keep his heart before the relationship is flooded.
That's what she thinks.
Seeing that Ji Qinghe was silent, Lan Yuesheng knew that she was still thinking about it, and he didn't rush it.
It's just that he didn't respond for a long time, and he was still in a hurry.
He said, "It doesn't matter how we started, it's important, it's that I actually take you as a wife." Ji Qinghe, if you weren't blind, you would have seen that my Lan Yuesheng has different feelings for you. ”
"I understand what you have experienced before, and I understand it, and I can understand it better, so I don't force you, it's just a matter of time, I can wait." "But there's no denying that you do have feelings for me and don't reject me, right?" ”
Ji Qinghe bit his lip lightly, and seeing this, Lan Yuesheng said, "Don't bite." ”
She sighed, vaguely helpless and smiling, "Yes, I really don't reject you." ”
"You're so smart to know for sure, and I can ask you this because I know I have different feelings for you. You said that we started out as a transaction, but we only had a relationship in a month, and the days that followed were still long, and I felt that it was necessary for us to sort out our relationship with each other. ”
Otherwise, like him, kissing himself every once in a while, this is something that lovers will do, what is it to put her here?
When Lan Yuesheng heard this, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, his ice-deep eyes were overflowing with warmth and tenderness at this time, and his bewitching eyes were sparkling, exuding a bright light.
He took her hand, and on her middle finger was a white gold ring that he had given her.
He dropped a kiss on it, "I thought you knew my heart the moment I put the ring on you." ”
"I, Lan Yuesheng, am not a good person, but I am not bad to you, I can calculate everyone, I will never calculate you, as long as you are willing, I will always spoil you until the earth is desolate."
Ji Qinghe hooked the corners of his mouth, "Since Song Sichen, I thought I wouldn't like anyone, but now that I'm attracted to you, this feeling tells me that if I miss you, I will definitely regret it, so I will ask you." So far, I can't guarantee that I won't be affected by what happened before, but I can try to let go of the past. ”
Ji Qinghe's words can be regarded as a confession, and he is also worried that he will be misunderstood by Lan Yuesheng in the future.
Precisely, Lan Yuesheng likes her, and she is very clear about what she wants at all times.
Regarding Song Sichen's matter, if it were an ordinary woman, it would be difficult for her to believe in love again, but Ji Qinghe didn't, she wouldn't generalize.
This is because her heart is always soft and beautiful, and she is full of hope for life, and deep in her heart, there is always a clean and pure land that exists, and it is full of flowers.
For Lan Yuesheng, Ji Qinghe is a ray of sunshine that illuminates the gloom of his life and rescues him from the abyss.
That day, Lan Yuesheng held Ji Qinghe in his arms and smiled extremely happily, like a child.
In the morning, it began to drizzle in the northern city.
Looking down from above, the entire northern city is shrouded in misty smoke and rain, which is quite a bit of a fairyland in the painting.
When Lan Yuesheng woke up, Ji Qinghe had already gotten up.
He walked to the balcony and saw Ji Qinghe at a glance.
French plane trees are planted on both sides of the smooth and wide road, she holds a transparent umbrella, wears a plain white cotton and linen long skirt, and white canvas shoes, quietly shuttling in a green field.
The surrounding water vapor and white mist enveloped her, and at this time, she was like a woman from a painting, gentle and quiet, cold and noble.
Lan Yuesheng took his coat and went downstairs.
Ji Qinghe saw Lan Yuesheng from a distance, she stopped, stood in place, smiled at him, and her eyebrows were crooked.
Lan Yuesheng's eyes deepened a little, and she strode forward, she subconsciously raised the umbrella high to prevent the rain from drenching him.
"Why don't you wear more clothes?"
"Why don't you have an umbrella?"
Both of them were stunned for a moment, their eyes soft.
He put his coat over her, took the umbrella, and tilted it to her side.
Through the thick rain and mist, his eyes were dark and bright, like obsidian washed by water, Ji Qinghe couldn't say how he felt, he only felt that something in his heart was touched, and a green grass grew little by little.
The woman's eyes were bright and clear, the warmth of her eyebrows diluted her coldness, and her fair skin became more dazzling under the black silk hair.
At that moment, branches seemed to grow in the hearts of the two, tightly intertwining the two.
He bowed his head, dropped a kiss on her forehead, and said, "Mine." ”
He kissed him the lips again, "It's mine too." ”
After speaking, he simply hugged all the people in his arms, "It's all mine!" ”
She smiled lightly at first, and at last it was as bright as the sun, and she put her arms around him and replied, "Well, yours, it's all yours!" ”
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