She couldn't help but become nervous, her eyes unblinking, staring at him, her fine black eyelashes trembling slightly, her two small hands each found a suitable place to vent her anxiety, her left hand was holding the steel pipe of the floor lamp.

, the uniquely shaped work of art that was implicated kept shaking, and his right hand grabbed the foot of the telephone cord, pulling and pulling, until it fell apart.

Feng Xing laughed out loud. He felt more and more that Qianxun's personality was really funny. He also couldn't understand how she could get together with the little witch with such a temperament. Tang Yue was calculating every step, as anxious and cunning as a fox.

, sending the innocent Qianxun to her hands, I am afraid that no bones will be left after being sold, and the ignorant Qianxun will have to count the money for others.

I can't figure it out, I've racked my brains, but I still can't figure it out.

Fengxing freed the floor lamp and telephone cord to prevent her from accidentally destroying two innocent furnishings.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you. After all, this is related to your life's happiness. Love between a man and a woman is a human instinct. If you can't abandon it, it's normal. I won't blame you." He

Ruoyouruowu sighed softly, feeling extremely sad. In his heart, he was actually unwilling to resort to such means to deal with Qianxun. However, the opponent in his mind was Tang Yue, who had been hiding behind the scenes and had not officially appeared yet.

, no matter how careful you are when dealing with that little witch.

He secretly apologized to Qianxun in his heart, but Feng Xing's face was still full of absolute calm as he looked at her, looking at her, waiting for her answer.

Qianxun is just timid, but has a pretty good mind.

The meaning in Feng Xing's words was so obvious, how could she not understand it?

Did that kick really cause a big disaster? She had done him a lot of harm, and judging by the meaning behind his words, it was clear that she had been sentenced to death, and there was no hope at all.

The more she thought about it, the more regretful she became. Now that the matter had come to this, she really didn't know what to do.

Tears fell from the red eyes. I wiped most of them away with the back of my hand. Soon, the next wave of tears filled my eyes again.

"Don't cry." He hugged her and looked out the window helplessly, almost broken by her tears and unable to continue.

How could she be so weak without any trace of aggression?

Whenever he made up his mind to do something, he would always forget his original intention under some inadvertent expression of hers.

She and Tang Yue are different, different, different. Even if he deliberately forgets this, he still cannot treat her with the same indifference he treats Tang Yue.

"It's all my fault." She sobbed with tears in her eyes. She nestled in his arms and cried happily, completely forgetting how afraid she was of Feng Fang.

This embrace unknowingly became a safe haven for her. She couldn't tell where that subtle feeling came from, but she didn't reject it.

"Don't cry, maybe a miracle will happen, and my luck won't be so bad." He couldn't help but roll his eyes upwards, turning the page after every word he said. The script was not written like this, but he couldn't resist Qian at all.
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