A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

This trace of inferiority seemed to have pierced An Xiaoqing's heart with an awl. She pulled him over to straighten his face and said, "When did I say I won't marry you?"

"But as soon as you see him...you..." He puffed up his cheeks and said angrily, with a look of pain flashing in his dark eyes.

"Who are you talking about? Do I recognize him?" An Xiaoqing asked confusedly, thinking about it carefully, she didn't seem to be infatuated with any man before?

"The concubine is the first to walk on the forehead, fold the flowers in front of the door, the chair and the bamboo horse come, and the green plums are grown around the bed." Chu Yunxi's phoenix eyes slightly drooped, and he read softly, the long hairs on the eyelids like two small fans There were two beautiful shadows, but how could the desolation on his face be concealed, and his slightly hoarse voice had already revealed the sadness in his heart.

An Xiaoqing was shocked, and Chen Zihan's face appeared in front of her eyes again. That person had the same face as Chen Zihan's, and he was Chu Yunxi's brother. Living under the same roof, she will have to face the face that makes her unforgettable.

Feeling her stiffness, the sadness on Chu Yunxi's face became more obvious. The inferiority complex that subsided once again climbed up the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, and was clearly written on the face, which once again hurt An Xiaoqing's eyes. He is the proud son of heaven, the most handsome and stalwart man in her eyes, such an expression of inferiority should not appear on his face.

Cautiously stretched out his hand, gently stroked his tightly knit eyebrows, sighed faintly and said: "He just looks like an old friend of mine, that poem was once an agreement between me and that old friend." ..."

Speaking of the past, An Xiaoqing's heart still throbbed. After all, she was someone she loved deeply and hurt severely, how could she just forget it.

"Do you care about that person?" After hearing this, he became even more sad, and the desolation in his eyes became more and more obvious. Mo Ming's loneliness made his whole body dim, like a small grass swaying in the black clothes, helpless. There is no evidence.

Can you say no?An Xiaoqing couldn't say it, his eyes were so pure and clean, without any dust, any lie would be a blasphemy against him, but, tell the truth?

Her sadness has already tugged at her heart, how could she be willing to make him sad, how could she be willing to let him be swallowed by loneliness?

There was a moment of dilemma, and the atmosphere began to become dignified. The natural intimacy that flowed between the two just now gradually faded away. The long silence was suffocating. An Xiaoqing lightly opened Chu Yunxi's face. She wanted to find a place Quietly sorting out my feelings, trying to accumulate the energy and courage to calmly face that face...

"Do you want to go back on your word?" Chu Yunxi grabbed his hand forcefully, his voice was urgent and flustered, but his tone was firm.

"I..." An Xiaoqing wanted to escape, to escape his pressure, it wasn't that he wasn't good enough, it was that she didn't sort out her feelings, it was that she wasn't ready to accept it, it was her fault, but...

"Is he sorry for you? Where is he, I'll help you find it." Chu Yunxi wrapped her arms around her, not allowing her to escape, her mellow voice was full of cracking pain.

An Xiaoqing kept shaking her head, don't be so nice to me, it's not worth it, Chu Yunxi.

"No, no." An Xiaoqing never knew that when facing Chu Yunxi, the dam she worked hard to cast was so vulnerable that it collapsed in an instant, and tears would always flow down.