Chapter Seventy-Three: Can't You Look at Me?

Two minutes later.

Feng Tingyun looked at the person standing outside the door with a flat expression, "Something?" ”

"Brother Tui, I dreamed of my brother again!" Zhuang Yansui pretended not to hear his refusal, nor could he see his alienation, and directly resorted to a killer move.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at him with tears in his eyes, "My brother has been running, I am chasing desperately in the back, chasing desperately, but my brother has not looked back!" ”

She stepped forward, "My shoes are gone, and my knees are broken, but my brother just won't look back at me!" ”

"Brother Tui, I miss my brother so much!"

"I miss him so much!" Zhuang Yansui jumped up and hugged the person regardless of it.

Hold on again and again!

Feng Tingyun hung his hands at his side, and his body leaned back slightly.

Not long after he had taken a shower, he was wearing silk pajamas, and the body was delicate and soft against his chest.

Arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

He could smell the scent of her hair even closer.

Fresh with a hint of sweetness.

It suits her perfectly.

In the few minutes she had been slow to let go of him, it was the only thing he felt about her.

Not unaware of her intentions, and not embarrassed, he raised his hand to hold her shoulder and pushed her away, "It's late." ”

"Go to bed early."

Swallowing all the grievances and humiliation, Zhuang Yansui shook his head and grabbed his arm, "Brother Tui, let me stay!" ”

"Let me be your woman!"

"Brother Tui, since I was a child, I knew that I wanted to marry you and be your wife when I grew up!" She cried again!

In fact, she didn't want to cry, but in the face of his indifference and rejection, no matter how strong she was, she couldn't be indifferent!

Why can the black man!

She can't!

What does the Uman have, but which one she doesn't?

White and beautiful, convex and backward, she doesn't lose!

In the past 23 years, she has also been praised by the stars!

But the man in front of him just wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at her!

Even if he paused to push her away, he refused to let her drag his hand to fall on him.

He didn't want to touch her at all!

The next moment, Feng Tingtu unceremoniously forcibly withdrew his hand, and his tone also became cold, "Yan Sui!" ”

It was a warning with three points of anger.

At any other time, Zhuang Yansui might be afraid, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that it was better to provoke him!

It's better than him being forever light, as if he won't even give her a trace of superfluous emotions!

"Yes!" was thrown away by him, and his suddenly empty hands grabbed his chest tightly, and Zhuang Yansui roared with tears in his eyes, "I'm Zhuang Yansui!" ”

"Zhuang Yan, who has loved you for more than ten years!"

In the broken epilogue, she violently ripped off her belt, peeled off the tulle on her body, and revealed the vacuum inside herself!

She stood there without an inch, desperately but firmly pleading with him, "Brother Tui, can't you just look at me?" ”

The room was silent except for the sound of her breathing and tears sliding down her face.

Needle drops can be heard.

After a while, Feng Tingyu, who had lowered her eyes from the moment she pulled her belt, lifted her long eyelashes unhurriedly, and swept her face with light eyes without squinting.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds.

Then he turned and walked inside.

Disappeared from her sight.

In an instant, Zhuang Yan's body was cold, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar!

Now that this is the case, what else can she do?

What else could she do?

She begged him to look at her, and he did!

Will she still be able to catch up and beg him for her?

If she did, she might really give it up!

But when he looked at it just now, it was clear that she had already been sentenced to death!

She has already stripped herself, and she is ashamed to do this, is it different from climbing in bed?

That's enough!

That's enough!

After more than ten years of yellow sorghum dream, it's time to wake up!

However, if a person has no dreams and no dignity, how can he live?

Like a puppet with a broken thread, Zhuang Yansui squatted down calmly, picked up the skirt on the ground and put it on, fastened his belt, and turned around and walked out like a walking corpse.

And then it's bitter!

For the whole night, he didn't even dare to close half of his eyes in Zhuang Yansui's room, for fear that if he took a nap, the person in the bed would take the opportunity to swallow medicine or cut his wrists!

Even though she had repeatedly checked and dealt with it, it could be said that there was not even a single needle in this whole suite, inside and out.

There is no such thing as sleeping pills!

But she still didn't dare to take it lightly!

After all, this Zhuang Yansui is already a person who has had a criminal record!

What to say is careless, careless, will drink alcohol after taking sleeping pills, resulting in acute poisoning, unconscious personnel to be rushed to the hospital by the family for gastric lavage!

God knows how Mr. Feng believes this kind of nonsense!

According to her, this Zhuang Yan is a green tea girl!

Not very old, but there are a lot of eyes!

If it weren't for that, how could Mr. Feng take her with him when he came out this time?

and tonight's situation, at first glance, it seems that he couldn't take the initiative to dedicate himself and was kicked out.

Mr. Feng was afraid that she would have to find death and life again, so he immediately called himself up.

If it weren't for the considerable salary, Chang Huan really wouldn't want to listen to this woman cry for a minute!

During this time, as a CP person, she couldn't wait to poke herself every day, but she was unwilling!

She didn't believe that she would be on the wrong side and knock the wrong CP!

I can't accept that Mr. Feng will have trouble with Wuman!

What a match they have!

When together, the air around you is sweet!

As soon as she thinks of Wuman, she can't help but want to look at her phone and see the photo she took of Wuman!

The black man in the photo is so beautiful, it is clearly a happy appearance nourished by beautiful love!

In short, she never believed that they would be separated!

She can be orphaned, and her CP must get married!

What is this Zhuang Yan year, how much is it synonymous with cannon fodder with the fiancΓ©e in the play, and some of them are still divine assists between the male and female protagonists!

I want to think so, but Chang Huan is still anxious!

It's been 10 days!

What is the black man doing?

Why didn't you come to Mr. Feng? Even if people don't show up, it's good to make a phone call and send a message!

It's really that the emperor is not in a hurry to die of the eunuch, he is in a hurry, Chang Huan really wants to call Wuman!

But she couldn't, and she didn't dare!

She also has a professional ethic, and the most important thing is that if it is self-defeating!

The night was already very deep, and the person on the bed estimated that he had finally fallen asleep, but Chang Huan, who couldn't sleep, became more and more energetic the more he thought about it, and the more energetic he became, the more anxious he was for Wuman......

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At the same time, it was afternoon in Jinzhou.

There had just been a rain at noon, summer was over, and autumn would begin in a few days.

As soon as Wu Man got out of the car, he was stopped, "Wait a minute. ”

It was none other than Luo He who sent her over.

Turning his head to see that he had also gotten out of the car, the black man stood and waited for him to come over.

Who knew that he was holding a pair of shoes in his hand, and when he approached, he bent down and put them at her feet.

It is a pair of flat shoes that look soft.

Stunned, Luo He got up and smiled at her, "Try the size, right!" ”