Chapter 2845
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I'm afraid this means that after marriage, he will make trouble with the little girl outside, and he will show up for the beauty.
Feng Jin thought it was funny who was his grandson?
But in the face of the elderly, good tutoring still makes him unable to get angry.
Feng Jin lowered his voice, "grandfather, you are so unreasonable." He pursed his lips and whispered, "why don't you dare her to provoke a man outside if you want me to provoke a little girl?"
When Feng Jin said this, he couldn't help saying, "that Yanchu River..."
Old Feng looked at him in surprise and couldn't help saying, "are you stupid? Yan Chuxi is just Rong Rong's bodyguard. You want to eat his vinegar? "
Feng brocade frowned, heavily declared: "I am not jealous."
Old Feng raised his crutch and took a puff on Feng Jin's body. He said angrily, "if you don't eat vinegar, if you shouldn't eat it, how can I have a grandson like you?"
“……” Feng Jin got a stick in vain, and he was so angry that he didn't speak for a long time. He just wanted to complain about fenglao's favoritism. How could he be jealous?
Old Feng sat on the sofa and looked at Feng Jin's face. He was very angry: "you don't want to get married. You have to get married. You live with Rongrong every day. Don't you want to get married? You want to be irresponsible for taking advantage of others in vain? "
Feng Jin couldn't refute this sentence for a while.
If it was a month ago, he could say that he had nothing to do with Huarong.
But now, they have done everything they should and shouldn't do. Naturally, he can say that the first time he was forced by Huarong to prescribe medicine, but what about the second time?
And he asked himself, even for the first time, he could not say without conscience that he was forced.
Old Feng looked at his grandson's face and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.
He asked, "are you and Rong Rong What did you not do? "
“……” Feng brocade white face suddenly appeared a blush, hesitating did not speak.
Feng always comes over. When he sees this reaction, he knows what should happen and what shouldn't have happened.
He was so angry that he stood up from the sofa, raised his crutches and took it to Fengjin's arm: "good boy, how did I tell you? X relationship before marriage! Sleep people still want to abandon, our Feng family is this education you? Ah?! "
" grandfather, it's Huarong, she... " Feng Jin couldn't help but retort, and was puffed by Feng Lao's sticks. He pursed his lips and didn't speak.
Feng always comes from an old soldier's family background, but his hands are cruel. After a few strokes, Feng Jin's arm swells up.
The old housekeeper stepped forward and finally began to persuade him, "master, the little young master is just ignorant. Don't be angry with your body!"
Finally, old Feng stopped his work and was panting with crutches. He glared at Feng Jin, gnashing his teeth, and said angrily, "how can we have such irresponsible descendants in our Phoenix family?"
“……” Phoenix brocade iron green face, stood up from the sofa, cold voice way, "you this is to eat the ancients! What age is it now, you... "
Feng was old enough to beat him again. The housekeeper winked at him and asked him to go out.
Feng Jin pursed her lips and opened the door in darkness.
As soon as he opened the door, he turned to a pair of sneaky eyes.
Huarong slightly embarrassed, back a step, pretending nothing happened to look at the side.
"You..." Looking at Feng, she didn't know what to say.
He was a little depressed, but also a little irritable, and pushed her to his room.
Huarong followed him.
Feng Jin reached out and closed the door, and Huarong opened it immediately.
Feng Jin took off his shirt and turned into the bathroom.
Huarong also followed in.
"You..."
Feng brocade turns to look at her with the upper part of her body red and frowns.
Does this woman have any sense of shame?
"How hard did grandfather do it?"
Huarong stepped forward and touched the red mark on his arm. He was also a little distressed.
"Are you stupid?" She couldn't help complaining, "grandfather hit you, you can't hide?"
Her fingertips were cold and comfortable to touch on his hot skin.
Feng brocade's throat knot slightly rolled a circle, staring at the side face of the white face of the flower, the eye color is deep.
"It's better because of you." He dropped his eyes and his voice was hoarse.
Huarong raised his face and looked at him. He felt a little aggrieved.
Poor, it was a terrible beating.
Huarong said: "don't take a bath today. It's not good for the wound to get water. You come out and I'll give you the medicine. "
She took his hand and led him to go out. Feng Jin's sight fell on her holding his finger.
Huarong's hand is very small, and his fingers are slender, which is quite different from his bony fingers.This is a pair of very authentic women's hands, white, delicate, slender.
Huarong took out the medicine box from the drawer and took out a bottle of medicine oil from it.
Feng Jin saw her skillfully open the medicine bottle and poured out the medicine oil on the gauze. She said with a smile: "the ancestral secret recipe will cure you within three days."
"When did you let it go? Hiss - "
before the words were finished, the gauze pressed tightly on his skin, and the hot taste was like fire. Fengjin took a deep breath, and his abdominal muscles were tense.
Huarong couldn't help touching his eight abdominal muscles.
Tut, it feels good
“……” Feng Jin, who was wiped away, looked at Huarong and solemnly took back her hand from his abdomen, as if she had just accidentally touched her. She didn't know what to say about her.
Huarong skillfully applied a layer of medicinal oil on his body.
With the palm of his hand, he covered it with heat and let his skin absorb it.
Her fingers were cold, but they had been touched for a long time, and they had caught the temperature of his skin and became hot.
Feng Jin raised her head and looked at her serious expression. Her throat knot moved slightly and asked in a dumb voice: "are you injured many times? How can you be so skilled? "
"It's not me." Huarong casually replied, "it's Chu River. He's a bodyguard. It's easy to get hurt. "
“…… You've been giving him medicine all the time? "
Hua Rong tilted her head, "yes. Otherwise
Feng Jin's expression suddenly solidified, he pushed her away, stood up from the bed, opened the wardrobe and began to dress.
Huarong full hand of medicinal oil, "do you still have on your neck?"
Feng Jin said coldly, "No. I'll do it myself. "
“…… Nerves. " Huarong couldn't help but scold.
Feng brocade put on the clothes, turned to look at Huarong over there to clean up.
Warm orange light sprinkled on her body, she looked warm, even the hair was covered with gold, like a cute kitten.
But he, who had experienced her sharp teeth and claws, knew how fierce the cat was.
If only she could be gentle.
In this way, if he marries her, maybe he can accept it.
Feng Jin took back her sight, separated by more than two meters, and said to her, "I will marry you."
Hua Rong arranged the medicine box slightly.
“…… I'll take care of you when I sleep. " He lowered his eyes, his voice was very low and cold, "that's it. You can tell grandfather tomorrow."
He opened the door and went out.
Huarong sat on the bed, I don't know how long, the lip corner slightly curved for a moment, revealing a slightly ironic smile, continue to organize the action.
*
after the wedding date was determined, the flower banquet called her and asked her, "when will you come back to try the wedding dress?"
Lying on the bed in the beauty salon, her lazy face is massaged and her nails are painted.
"Didn't Sanwei report to you? Make it to order. It's just a marriage. It's no big deal. "
"I thought you attached great importance to this wedding," the flower banquet said
"The groom doesn't pay attention to it. What does the bride value?" "Huarong light way," walked the field just, the important is the marriage certificate. "
The flower banquet congratulates her: "well, congratulations in advance that you have achieved what you want."
Huarong curved lips, blowing their own big red nails: "with the same joy."
From the beauty salon, Yan Chuxi is waiting for her in the car.
Huarong yawned and sat in the back seat.
Yan Chuxi asked her, "where to go back?"
Huarong looks out of the window. She doesn't know why. She looks a little confused.
After a while, she said faintly, "go back to my house. I'm a little tired. Go back and have a rest
Every time I meet her, I don't feel energetic to face her.
Maybe it is.
In front of that man, if you don't let yourself get tough, you may really lose your face.
The only thing she can have is that she can't bend her back in front of Feng Jin.
Huarong fell on the back seat. I don't know why. I feel a little tired.
After more than ten years of love, I finally got what I wanted. I should be happy a little, but I couldn't lift myself.
What's wrong with me?
Tired of this chase game?
She still loves Fengjin very much. She knows clearly in her heart, so she doesn't know where her fatigue comes from at the moment.
The car stopped at the door of the villa. Yan Chuxi opened the door and took the Huarong out of the back seat.
Yan Chuxi took a few steps and suddenly stopped. Huarong seemed to be aware of it. He opened his eyes and looked forward. He saw Liu Sisi standing not far away looking at them.
It's getting dark. Liu Si Si, wearing a white skirt and holding a textbook in her hand, stands not far away. She may have just come out of some villa to do tutoring.Separated a little far, can not see her face clearly, Huarong faintly took back his sight, and closed his eyes again in Yan Chuxi's arms.
She never saw Liu Sisi in her eyes, and what was separated between her and Fengjin was never Liu Sisi.
Yan Chuxi saw that she didn't respond, so he carried her forward. Liu Sisi couldn't help speaking. Her voice trembled: "Miss Rong."
Huarong opened her eyes, calmly looked at her, light, some condescending to drop expensive like, should a: "hmm?"
"Fengjin doesn't love you, why can't you give him happiness?"
Huarong light smile: "because I love him."
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I'm afraid this means that after marriage, he will make trouble with the little girl outside, and he will show up for the beauty.
Feng Jin thought it was funny who was his grandson?
But in the face of the elderly, good tutoring still makes him unable to get angry.
Feng Jin lowered his voice, "grandfather, you are so unreasonable." He pursed his lips and whispered, "why don't you dare her to provoke a man outside if you want me to provoke a little girl?"
When Feng Jin said this, he couldn't help saying, "that Yanchu River..."
Old Feng looked at him in surprise and couldn't help saying, "are you stupid? Yan Chuxi is just Rong Rong's bodyguard. You want to eat his vinegar? "
Feng brocade frowned, heavily declared: "I am not jealous."
Old Feng raised his crutch and took a puff on Feng Jin's body. He said angrily, "if you don't eat vinegar, if you shouldn't eat it, how can I have a grandson like you?"
“……” Feng Jin got a stick in vain, and he was so angry that he didn't speak for a long time. He just wanted to complain about fenglao's favoritism. How could he be jealous?
Old Feng sat on the sofa and looked at Feng Jin's face. He was very angry: "you don't want to get married. You have to get married. You live with Rongrong every day. Don't you want to get married? You want to be irresponsible for taking advantage of others in vain? "
Feng Jin couldn't refute this sentence for a while.
If it was a month ago, he could say that he had nothing to do with Huarong.
But now, they have done everything they should and shouldn't do. Naturally, he can say that the first time he was forced by Huarong to prescribe medicine, but what about the second time?
And he asked himself, even for the first time, he could not say without conscience that he was forced.
Old Feng looked at his grandson's face and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.
He asked, "are you and Rong Rong What did you not do? "
“……” Feng brocade white face suddenly appeared a blush, hesitating did not speak.
Feng always comes over. When he sees this reaction, he knows what should happen and what shouldn't have happened.
He was so angry that he stood up from the sofa, raised his crutches and took it to Fengjin's arm: "good boy, how did I tell you? X relationship before marriage! Sleep people still want to abandon, our Feng family is this education you? Ah?! "
" grandfather, it's Huarong, she... " Feng Jin couldn't help but retort, and was puffed by Feng Lao's sticks. He pursed his lips and didn't speak.
Feng always comes from an old soldier's family background, but his hands are cruel. After a few strokes, Feng Jin's arm swells up.
The old housekeeper stepped forward and finally began to persuade him, "master, the little young master is just ignorant. Don't be angry with your body!"
Finally, old Feng stopped his work and was panting with crutches. He glared at Feng Jin, gnashing his teeth, and said angrily, "how can we have such irresponsible descendants in our Phoenix family?"
“……” Phoenix brocade iron green face, stood up from the sofa, cold voice way, "you this is to eat the ancients! What age is it now, you... "
Feng was old enough to beat him again. The housekeeper winked at him and asked him to go out.
Feng Jin pursed her lips and opened the door in darkness.
As soon as he opened the door, he turned to a pair of sneaky eyes.
Huarong slightly embarrassed, back a step, pretending nothing happened to look at the side.
"You..." Looking at Feng, she didn't know what to say.
He was a little depressed, but also a little irritable, and pushed her to his room.
Huarong followed him.
Feng Jin reached out and closed the door, and Huarong opened it immediately.
Feng Jin took off his shirt and turned into the bathroom.
Huarong also followed in.
"You..."
Feng brocade turns to look at her with the upper part of her body red and frowns.
Does this woman have any sense of shame?
"How hard did grandfather do it?"
Huarong stepped forward and touched the red mark on his arm. He was also a little distressed.
"Are you stupid?" She couldn't help complaining, "grandfather hit you, you can't hide?"
Her fingertips were cold and comfortable to touch on his hot skin.
Feng brocade's throat knot slightly rolled a circle, staring at the side face of the white face of the flower, the eye color is deep.
"It's better because of you." He dropped his eyes and his voice was hoarse.
Huarong raised his face and looked at him. He felt a little aggrieved.
Poor, it was a terrible beating.
Huarong said: "don't take a bath today. It's not good for the wound to get water. You come out and I'll give you the medicine. "
She took his hand and led him to go out. Feng Jin's sight fell on her holding his finger.
Huarong's hand is very small, and his fingers are slender, which is quite different from his bony fingers.This is a pair of very authentic women's hands, white, delicate, slender.
Huarong took out the medicine box from the drawer and took out a bottle of medicine oil from it.
Feng Jin saw her skillfully open the medicine bottle and poured out the medicine oil on the gauze. She said with a smile: "the ancestral secret recipe will cure you within three days."
"When did you let it go? Hiss - "
before the words were finished, the gauze pressed tightly on his skin, and the hot taste was like fire. Fengjin took a deep breath, and his abdominal muscles were tense.
Huarong couldn't help touching his eight abdominal muscles.
Tut, it feels good
“……” Feng Jin, who was wiped away, looked at Huarong and solemnly took back her hand from his abdomen, as if she had just accidentally touched her. She didn't know what to say about her.
Huarong skillfully applied a layer of medicinal oil on his body.
With the palm of his hand, he covered it with heat and let his skin absorb it.
Her fingers were cold, but they had been touched for a long time, and they had caught the temperature of his skin and became hot.
Feng Jin raised her head and looked at her serious expression. Her throat knot moved slightly and asked in a dumb voice: "are you injured many times? How can you be so skilled? "
"It's not me." Huarong casually replied, "it's Chu River. He's a bodyguard. It's easy to get hurt. "
“…… You've been giving him medicine all the time? "
Hua Rong tilted her head, "yes. Otherwise
Feng Jin's expression suddenly solidified, he pushed her away, stood up from the bed, opened the wardrobe and began to dress.
Huarong full hand of medicinal oil, "do you still have on your neck?"
Feng Jin said coldly, "No. I'll do it myself. "
“…… Nerves. " Huarong couldn't help but scold.
Feng brocade put on the clothes, turned to look at Huarong over there to clean up.
Warm orange light sprinkled on her body, she looked warm, even the hair was covered with gold, like a cute kitten.
But he, who had experienced her sharp teeth and claws, knew how fierce the cat was.
If only she could be gentle.
In this way, if he marries her, maybe he can accept it.
Feng Jin took back her sight, separated by more than two meters, and said to her, "I will marry you."
Hua Rong arranged the medicine box slightly.
“…… I'll take care of you when I sleep. " He lowered his eyes, his voice was very low and cold, "that's it. You can tell grandfather tomorrow."
He opened the door and went out.
Huarong sat on the bed, I don't know how long, the lip corner slightly curved for a moment, revealing a slightly ironic smile, continue to organize the action.
*
after the wedding date was determined, the flower banquet called her and asked her, "when will you come back to try the wedding dress?"
Lying on the bed in the beauty salon, her lazy face is massaged and her nails are painted.
"Didn't Sanwei report to you? Make it to order. It's just a marriage. It's no big deal. "
"I thought you attached great importance to this wedding," the flower banquet said
"The groom doesn't pay attention to it. What does the bride value?" "Huarong light way," walked the field just, the important is the marriage certificate. "
The flower banquet congratulates her: "well, congratulations in advance that you have achieved what you want."
Huarong curved lips, blowing their own big red nails: "with the same joy."
From the beauty salon, Yan Chuxi is waiting for her in the car.
Huarong yawned and sat in the back seat.
Yan Chuxi asked her, "where to go back?"
Huarong looks out of the window. She doesn't know why. She looks a little confused.
After a while, she said faintly, "go back to my house. I'm a little tired. Go back and have a rest
Every time I meet her, I don't feel energetic to face her.
Maybe it is.
In front of that man, if you don't let yourself get tough, you may really lose your face.
The only thing she can have is that she can't bend her back in front of Feng Jin.
Huarong fell on the back seat. I don't know why. I feel a little tired.
After more than ten years of love, I finally got what I wanted. I should be happy a little, but I couldn't lift myself.
What's wrong with me?
Tired of this chase game?
She still loves Fengjin very much. She knows clearly in her heart, so she doesn't know where her fatigue comes from at the moment.
The car stopped at the door of the villa. Yan Chuxi opened the door and took the Huarong out of the back seat.
Yan Chuxi took a few steps and suddenly stopped. Huarong seemed to be aware of it. He opened his eyes and looked forward. He saw Liu Sisi standing not far away looking at them.
It's getting dark. Liu Si Si, wearing a white skirt and holding a textbook in her hand, stands not far away. She may have just come out of some villa to do tutoring.Separated a little far, can not see her face clearly, Huarong faintly took back his sight, and closed his eyes again in Yan Chuxi's arms.
She never saw Liu Sisi in her eyes, and what was separated between her and Fengjin was never Liu Sisi.
Yan Chuxi saw that she didn't respond, so he carried her forward. Liu Sisi couldn't help speaking. Her voice trembled: "Miss Rong."
Huarong opened her eyes, calmly looked at her, light, some condescending to drop expensive like, should a: "hmm?"
"Fengjin doesn't love you, why can't you give him happiness?"
Huarong light smile: "because I love him."
I'm afraid this means that after marriage, he will make trouble with the little girl outside, and he will show up for the beauty. Feng Jin thought it was funny who was his grandson? But in the face of the elderly, good tutoring still makes him unable to get angry. Feng Jin lowered his voice, "grandfather, you are so unreasonable." He pursed his lips and whispered, "why don't you dare her to provoke a man outside if you want me to provoke a little girl?" When Feng Jin said this, he couldn't help saying, "that Yanchu River..." Old Feng looked at him in surprise and couldn't help saying, "are you stupid? Yan Chuxi is just Rong Rong's bodyguard. You want to eat his vinegar? " Feng brocade frowned, heavily declared: "I am not jealous." Old Feng raised his crutch and took a puff on Feng Jin's body. He said angrily, "if you don't eat vinegar, if you shouldn't eat it, how can I have a grandson like you?" Feng Jin got a stick in vain, and he was so angry that he didn't speak for a long time. He just wanted to complain about fenglao's favoritism. How could he be jealous? Old Feng sat on the sofa and looked at Feng Jin's face. He was very angry: "you don't want to get married. You have to get married. You live with Rongrong every day. Don't you want to get married? You want to be irresponsible for taking advantage of others in vain? " Feng Jin couldn't refute this sentence for a while. If it was a month ago, he could say that he had nothing to do with Huarong. But now, they have done everything they should and shouldn't do. Naturally, he can say that the first time he was forced by Huarong to prescribe medicine, but what about the second time? And he asked himself, even for the first time, he could not say without conscience that he was forced. Old Feng looked at his grandson's face and suddenly had a sense of foreboding. He asked, "are you and Rong Rong What did you not do? " Feng brocade white face suddenly appeared a blush, hesitating did not speak. Feng always comes over. When he sees this reaction, he knows what should happen and what shouldn't have happened. He was so angry that he stood up from the sofa, raised his crutches and took it to Fengjin's arm: "good boy, how did I tell you? X relationship before marriage! Sleep people still want to abandon, our Feng family is this education you? Ah?! "" grandfather, it's Huarong, she... " Feng Jin couldn't help but retort, and was puffed by Feng Lao's sticks. He pursed his lips and didn't speak. Feng always comes from an old soldier's family background, but his hands are cruel. After a few strokes, Feng Jin's arm swells up. The old housekeeper stepped forward and finally began to persuade him, "master, the little young master is just ignorant. Don't be angry with your body!" Finally, old Feng stopped his work and was panting with crutches. He glared at Feng Jin, gnashing his teeth, and said angrily, "how can we have such irresponsible descendants in our Phoenix family?" Phoenix brocade iron green face, stood up from the sofa, cold voice way, "you this is to eat the ancients! What age is it now, you... " Feng was old enough to beat him again. The housekeeper winked at him and asked him to go out. Feng Jin pursed her lips and opened the door in darkness. As soon as he opened the door, he turned to a pair of sneaky eyes. Huarong slightly embarrassed, back a step, pretending nothing happened to look at the side. "You..." Looking at Feng, she didn't know what to say. He was a little depressed, but also a little irritable, and pushed her to his room. Huarong followed him. Feng Jin reached out and closed the door, and Huarong opened it immediately. Feng Jin took off his shirt and turned into the bathroom. Huarong also followed in. "You..." Feng brocade turns to look at her with the upper part of her body red and frowns. Does this woman have any sense of shame? "How hard did grandfather do it?" Huarong stepped forward and touched the red mark on his arm. He was also a little distressed. "Are you stupid?" She couldn't help complaining, "grandfather hit you, you can't hide?" Her fingertips were cold and comfortable to touch on his hot skin. Feng brocade's throat knot slightly rolled a circle, staring at the side face of the white face of the flower, the eye color is deep. "It's better because of you." He dropped his eyes and his voice was hoarse. Huarong raised his face and looked at him. He felt a little aggrieved. Poor, it was a terrible beating. Huarong said: "don't take a bath today. It's not good for the wound to get water. You come out and I'll give you the medicine. " She took his hand and led him to go out. Feng Jin's sight fell on her holding his finger. Huarong's hand is very small, and his fingers are slender, which is quite different from his bony fingers.This is a pair of very authentic women's hands, white, delicate, slender. Huarong took out the medicine box from the drawer and took out a bottle of medicine oil from it. Feng Jin saw her skillfully open the medicine bottle and poured out the medicine oil on the gauze. She said with a smile: "the ancestral secret recipe will cure you within three days." "When did you let it go? Hiss - "before the words were finished, the gauze pressed tightly on his skin, and the hot taste was like fire. Fengjin took a deep breath, and his abdominal muscles were tense. Huarong couldn't help touching his eight abdominal muscles. Tut, it feels good Feng Jin, who was wiped away, looked at Huarong and solemnly took back her hand from his abdomen, as if she had just accidentally touched her. She didn't know what to say about her. Huarong skillfully applied a layer of medicinal oil on his body. With the palm of his hand, he covered it with heat and let his skin absorb it. Her fingers were cold, but they had been touched for a long time, and they had caught the temperature of his skin and became hot. Feng Jin raised her head and looked at her serious expression. Her throat knot moved slightly and asked in a dumb voice: "are you injured many times? How can you be so skilled? " "It's not me." Huarong casually replied, "it's Chu River. He's a bodyguard. It's easy to get hurt. " You've been giving him medicine all the time? " Hua Rong tilted her head, "yes. Otherwise Feng Jin's expression suddenly solidified, he pushed her away, stood up from the bed, opened the wardrobe and began to dress. Huarong full hand of medicinal oil, "do you still have on your neck?" Feng Jin said coldly, "No. I'll do it myself. " Nerves. " Huarong couldn't help but scold. Feng brocade put on the clothes, turned to look at Huarong over there to clean up. Warm orange light sprinkled on her body, she looked warm, even the hair was covered with gold, like a cute kitten. But he, who had experienced her sharp teeth and claws, knew how fierce the cat was. If only she could be gentle. In this way, if he marries her, maybe he can accept it. Feng Jin took back her sight, separated by more than two meters, and said to her, "I will marry you." Hua Rong arranged the medicine box slightly. I'll take care of you when I sleep. " He lowered his eyes, his voice was very low and cold, "that's it. You can tell grandfather tomorrow." He opened the door and went out. Huarong sat on the bed, I don't know how long, the lip corner slightly curved for a moment, revealing a slightly ironic smile, continue to organize the action. *after the wedding date was determined, the flower banquet called her and asked her, "when will you come back to try the wedding dress?" Lying on the bed in the beauty salon, her lazy face is massaged and her nails are painted. "Didn't Sanwei report to you? Make it to order. It's just a marriage. It's no big deal. " "I thought you attached great importance to this wedding," the flower banquet said "The groom doesn't pay attention to it. What does the bride value?" "Huarong light way," walked the field just, the important is the marriage certificate. " The flower banquet congratulates her: "well, congratulations in advance that you have achieved what you want." Huarong curved lips, blowing their own big red nails: "with the same joy." From the beauty salon, Yan Chuxi is waiting for her in the car. Huarong yawned and sat in the back seat. Yan Chuxi asked her, "where to go back?" Huarong looks out of the window. She doesn't know why. She looks a little confused. After a while, she said faintly, "go back to my house. I'm a little tired. Go back and have a rest Every time I meet her, I don't feel energetic to face her. Maybe it is. In front of that man, if you don't let yourself get tough, you may really lose your face. The only thing she can have is that she can't bend her back in front of Feng Jin. Huarong fell on the back seat. I don't know why. I feel a little tired. After more than ten years of love, I finally got what I wanted. I should be happy a little, but I couldn't lift myself. What's wrong with me? Tired of this chase game? She still loves Fengjin very much. She knows clearly in her heart, so she doesn't know where her fatigue comes from at the moment. The car stopped at the door of the villa. Yan Chuxi opened the door and took the Huarong out of the back seat. Yan Chuxi took a few steps and suddenly stopped. Huarong seemed to be aware of it. He opened his eyes and looked forward. He saw Liu Sisi standing not far away looking at them. It's getting dark. Liu Si Si, wearing a white skirt and holding a textbook in her hand, stands not far away. She may have just come out of some villa to do tutoring.Separated a little far, can not see her face clearly, Huarong faintly took back his sight, and closed his eyes again in Yan Chuxi's arms. She never saw Liu Sisi in her eyes, and what was separated between her and Fengjin was never Liu Sisi. Yan Chuxi saw that she didn't respond, so he carried her forward. Liu Sisi couldn't help speaking. Her voice trembled: "Miss Rong." Huarong opened her eyes, calmly looked at her, light, some condescending to drop expensive like, should a: "hmm?" "Fengjin doesn't love you, why can't you give him happiness?" Huarong light smile: "because I love him."
