After cleansing and leaving the house, I am beautiful

Chapter 117 Don't Cry From Now On

Qiu Ying gradually gave up resisting, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, slid down his handsome side face, and dripped onto his shirt, smearing it.

He felt her sobbing, slowly let go of her, held her tearful face, gently kissed the tears off her cheek, stared at her: "Qiu Ying, I'm sorry, I don't want to do this either, but I I can only tell you in this way, this is how I feel about you, do you understand? You can say that you despise me, but you can't distort my feelings for you. "

After listening to his words, Qiuying couldn't stop crying, and her sobbing became even worse. He was a little caught off guard, and didn't know how to coax her. In the end, he could only hug her vigorously, as if this was the only way to embed her in his body. In blood.

Qiuying gradually stopped crying, and gently pushed Duanmufeng away.

Duanmufeng stood up, walked to the bedside table and took out a few tissues, then sat back beside her, wiped away the remaining tears for her, and said softly: "Do you know how ugly you are when you cry? You are not allowed to cry in the future."

Qiuying pursed her mouth in grievance, as if she was about to cry.

"Okay, don't be ugly, you look the same now as when I first saw you."

"When?"

"It was the time I went to pick you up at the airport with Sister Feifei. I saw you in the rearview mirror looking so wronged that you were about to cry. You still want to be my sister just like you are."

Qiuying sniffed, frowned deeply, and took his hand: "Xiaofeng, your feelings for me are different from my feelings for you. I really only regard you as a Darling, you should be able to feel that I really want to treat you well."

As soon as the words fell, she felt his hand clenched tightly, causing pain in her hand: "Xiaofeng, can you accept that I treat you well as this kind of family member? If you mind, I will Stay far away from you, don't worry about your life."

Duanmufeng let go of her hand, and looked at Qiuying with cold eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

Qiu Ying shrank her shoulders: "I don't."

Duanmufeng turned around and turned his back to her, with his arms on his legs and his hands deeply inserted in his hair, Qiuying couldn't see his expression.

The room was so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing.

After a while, without waiting for any response from Duanmufeng, Qiuying stood up and said softly, "Then I'm leaving."

Duanmufeng still didn't respond, Qiuying glanced at him again and walked out.

Walking to the gate, the door was half opened, Duanmufeng pushed the door back with one hand from behind, Qiu Ying slowly turned around and stared at him, but didn't speak, she was waiting for him to speak first.

Duanmufeng withdrew his hand against the door, touched his nose lightly, lowered his head and looked down at her, the chill in his eyes dissipated a lot: "After dinner, I'll take you home."

Qiuying tilted her neck and asked, "But, I haven't gone shopping yet."

Duanmufeng stroked her hair gently with his hands: "You really think of yourself as an old lady."

After speaking, he led her to the living room.

"Do you want to turn on the light?"

Qiu Ying wanted to turn on the lights so that the atmosphere would not be so ambiguous.

Duanmufeng took her to the dining table and pulled the seat away: "You don't need to turn on the light, just sit down and wait."

Qiuying looked at him in disbelief: "You want to cook for me?"

She has never seen him cook before, so she won't make any dark dishes! ?
(End of this chapter)