Chapter 2452
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Tang Qing toward him white one eye: "I am full, support to say these."
"You said I was married. What about my ring?" He reached out to her. "Not only do I have no ring, I don't even have a ring."
"How do I know why you don't love rings after you get married?"
"How do I know if you're lying to me?"
“……” It's really reasonable. I can't tell. Tang Qing glared at him fiercely, angrily picked up the crutches and pulled at his legs. Then he turned and left.
Xiao Fengting followed behind her buttocks, still nagging: "you talk."
"It's so noisy."
"Where's my ring?"
"How do I know?"
"Did you take it?"
Tang Qing was sneered with anger.
Xiao Fengting finally recovered from the blow, and was in a good mood: "say ah, did you hide it secretly?"
Tang Qing gave up the dialogue with Xiao Fengting, but she never said anything about him.
She went back to the room, climbed into bed, put the quilt over her head and swaggered, "get out and cook!"
Xiao Fengting took a look at her back, drooped her eyes and gently laughed, and went into the kitchen to cook.
Tang Qing curled up on the wooden bed. She looked at the void with her eyes open. She wiped her lips with her hands. How could he confess to her with such a natural attitude, how could he kiss her again? Can you write off everything in the past just because you don't remember anything?
How can you be reconciled?
Those past, are clearly hidden in her heart, enduring, but the culprit did not remember, with such a indifferent attitude to overthrow their own past, to pursue her.
She closed her eyes, which were slightly astringent.
He is close to her, appear so ridiculous, like the voice, is so harsh.
That's what she used to get close to. He broke her love with his own hands and broke it to pieces
Tang Qing is muddled and restless. She dreams that she and Xiao Fengting were still together many years ago. At that time, she was very happy. When she looked at her happy smile, she felt full of fear. Until one day, Xiao Fengting walked in from the door, and forced Bao to her. The dream is broken, but the nightmare has landed. She slowly relaxed and finally found a trace of steadfast feeling from the nightmare.
The hurt from him is real, all the good things are false. Only the nightmare can make her feel at ease.
This is what Xiao Fengting has taught her in the past ten years.
*
when Xiao Fengting finished the dinner, seeing that Tang Qing was still sleeping, and seeing that it was dark outside the window, Xiao Fengting could not help calling her to get up for dinner.
When he opened the quilt, he saw Tang Qing's hair was wet with sweat, his face was pale, and his eyebrows were frowning. He was haunted by nightmares. He was startled and hastened to wake her up. Tang opened his eyes and saw Xiao Fengting's face. Her eyes were a little confused and confused. She looked a little fragile.
"What's the matter with you?"
He lowered his head with some heartache and looked at her empty eyes. For a moment, she looked very weak, like a handful of clouds. Holding it, he broke up.
Tang Qing slowly raised her hand, as if to touch his face. At the moment when she touched his face, her fingers fell down and pushed him away.
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Tang Qing toward him white one eye: "I am full, support to say these."
"You said I was married. What about my ring?" He reached out to her. "Not only do I have no ring, I don't even have a ring."
"How do I know why you don't love rings after you get married?"
"How do I know if you're lying to me?"
“……” It's really reasonable. I can't tell. Tang Qing glared at him fiercely, angrily picked up the crutches and pulled at his legs. Then he turned and left.
Xiao Fengting followed behind her buttocks, still nagging: "you talk."
"It's so noisy."
"Where's my ring?"
"How do I know?"
"Did you take it?"
Tang Qing was sneered with anger.
Xiao Fengting finally recovered from the blow, and was in a good mood: "say ah, did you hide it secretly?"
Tang Qing gave up the dialogue with Xiao Fengting, but she never said anything about him.
She went back to the room, climbed into bed, put the quilt over her head and swaggered, "get out and cook!"
Xiao Fengting took a look at her back, drooped her eyes and gently laughed, and went into the kitchen to cook.
Tang Qing curled up on the wooden bed. She looked at the void with her eyes open. She wiped her lips with her hands. How could he confess to her with such a natural attitude, how could he kiss her again? Can you write off everything in the past just because you don't remember anything?
How can you be reconciled?
Those past, are clearly hidden in her heart, enduring, but the culprit did not remember, with such a indifferent attitude to overthrow their own past, to pursue her.
She closed her eyes, which were slightly astringent.
He is close to her, appear so ridiculous, like the voice, is so harsh.
That's what she used to get close to. He broke her love with his own hands and broke it to pieces
Tang Qing is muddled and restless. She dreams that she and Xiao Fengting were still together many years ago. At that time, she was very happy. When she looked at her happy smile, she felt full of fear. Until one day, Xiao Fengting walked in from the door, and forced Bao to her. The dream is broken, but the nightmare has landed. She slowly relaxed and finally found a trace of steadfast feeling from the nightmare.
The hurt from him is real, all the good things are false. Only the nightmare can make her feel at ease.
This is what Xiao Fengting has taught her in the past ten years.
*
when Xiao Fengting finished the dinner, seeing that Tang Qing was still sleeping, and seeing that it was dark outside the window, Xiao Fengting could not help calling her to get up for dinner.
When he opened the quilt, he saw Tang Qing's hair was wet with sweat, his face was pale, and his eyebrows were frowning. He was haunted by nightmares. He was startled and hastened to wake her up. Tang opened his eyes and saw Xiao Fengting's face. Her eyes were a little confused and confused. She looked a little fragile.
"What's the matter with you?"
He lowered his head with some heartache and looked at her empty eyes. For a moment, she looked very weak, like a handful of clouds. Holding it, he broke up.
Tang Qing slowly raised her hand, as if to touch his face. At the moment when she touched his face, her fingers fell down and pushed him away.
Tang Qing toward him white one eye: "I am full, support to say these." "You said I was married. What about my ring?" He reached out to her. "Not only do I have no ring, I don't even have a ring." "How do I know why you don't love rings after you get married?" "How do I know if you're lying to me?" It's really reasonable. I can't tell. Tang Qing glared at him fiercely, angrily picked up the crutches and pulled at his legs. Then he turned and left. Xiao Fengting followed behind her buttocks, still nagging: "you talk." "It's so noisy." "Where's my ring?" "How do I know?" "Did you take it?" Tang Qing was sneered with anger. Xiao Fengting finally recovered from the blow, and was in a good mood: "say ah, did you hide it secretly?" Tang Qing gave up the dialogue with Xiao Fengting, but she never said anything about him. She went back to the room, climbed into bed, put the quilt over her head and swaggered, "get out and cook!" Xiao Fengting took a look at her back, drooped her eyes and gently laughed, and went into the kitchen to cook. Tang Qing curled up on the wooden bed. She looked at the void with her eyes open. She wiped her lips with her hands. How could he confess to her with such a natural attitude, how could he kiss her again? Can you write off everything in the past just because you don't remember anything? How can you be reconciled? Those past, are clearly hidden in her heart, enduring, but the culprit did not remember, with such a indifferent attitude to overthrow their own past, to pursue her. She closed her eyes, which were slightly astringent. He is close to her, appear so ridiculous, like the voice, is so harsh. That's what she used to get close to. He broke her love with his own hands and broke it to pieces Tang Qing is muddled and restless. She dreams that she and Xiao Fengting were still together many years ago. At that time, she was very happy. When she looked at her happy smile, she felt full of fear. Until one day, Xiao Fengting walked in from the door, and forced Bao to her. The dream is broken, but the nightmare has landed. She slowly relaxed and finally found a trace of steadfast feeling from the nightmare. The hurt from him is real, all the good things are false. Only the nightmare can make her feel at ease. This is what Xiao Fengting has taught her in the past ten years. *when Xiao Fengting finished the dinner, seeing that Tang Qing was still sleeping, and seeing that it was dark outside the window, Xiao Fengting could not help calling her to get up for dinner. When he opened the quilt, he saw Tang Qing's hair was wet with sweat, his face was pale, and his eyebrows were frowning. He was haunted by nightmares. He was startled and hastened to wake her up. Tang opened his eyes and saw Xiao Fengting's face. Her eyes were a little confused and confused. She looked a little fragile. "What's the matter with you?" He lowered his head with some heartache and looked at her empty eyes. For a moment, she looked very weak, like a handful of clouds. Holding it, he broke up. Tang Qing slowly raised her hand, as if to touch his face. At the moment when she touched his face, her fingers fell down and pushed him away.
