Luo Huan screamed in sweat, sat up, panting, and gasping.

It was not until this moment that through that dream that she could see some of the problems between herself and Hei Jieming clearly.

He was attracted by thousands of people's attention, and almost no woman who was close to him could escape the huge attraction that emanated from him, and involuntarily wanted to get close, until he had him completely, and felt satisfied.

But she is too small and rests in a corner, fighting without fighting with the world, and doesn't know how to fight.

In the eyes of outsiders, she and Hei Jieming are extremely unmatched.

Even she herself is always wondering why she and him got together, why did he love her so much, and what is worthy of his love for her regardless of everything?

This doubt has never been solved from beginning to end.

The big president and the little assistant, from the beginning, were he accommodated her. When he had other ideas and was unwilling to accommodate her, he became what he was today.

It is indeed very important to be a good match.

How could she think that she would become the lucky one chosen by the Que Ping, breaking out of this terrible spell and gaining enviable love?

Luo Huan held his arms and got out of bed.

She stood beside the bed, looking in one direction, keeping looking, looking.

A long distance between us, at the end of the sky and the end of the sea, Hei Jieming was there.

But in this life, I don’t know if there is still a chance to cross the distance between this sky and this sea.

Even if we meet again with fate, we are afraid that things will change.

It's better not to see you.

...

Luo Ling's door was gently knocked twice.

Outside the door, Luo Huan stood.

She was wearing pajamas. Apart from the protruding belly, there were almost no signs of weight gain on her body, and it was still so slender that it was heartbreaking.

"Sister." She lowered her head and played with her fingers.

Luo Ling grabbed her hand, let her enter the door, found a thin blanket, and wrapped Luo Huan tightly, then asked, "Can't you sleep?"

"Yeah." Luo Huan replied.

"What's wrong?" Luo Ling poured half a glass of water and stuffed it into her hand.

"Brother Long...he..." I really can't say the words "confession".

"He finally said that. I'm really afraid that he will be like Charlotte, so I'm not willing to say it directly." Luo Ling sighed and rubbed Luo Huan's long hair.

"Ah? Charlotte?" Luo Huan was stunned.

"Yeah." Luo Ling nodded, "He and Long Cheyu have the same thoughts, but he has never had the chance to say it."

"Don't he like you?" Luo Huanjue was struck by lightning again. In a day, he was struck by lightning twice and was so tender inside. What's going to make a fuss?

"Didn't you also believe that Long Cheyu liked me at first." Luo Ling said angrily, and admired Luo Huan's slowness and automatic brain-replenishment ability to be extremely impressed.

"Uh... I thought, I thought... it wasn't right. Why did they like me? We obviously look the same. You are so outstanding in all aspects that you can get away from me. How could they like me!" Luo Huan bulged his face and tried hard to refute. A Long Che's words had already troubled her enough, and another Charlotte came. Luo Huan was really messy in the wind.
Chapter completed!