Princess, be nice

Chapter 1201 Don't Regret Letting Them Go

"Do you want me to dig out my heart and offer it to you?" After repeating the thanks, he added another sentence.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Changhuan sneered, "Xie Ci, do you think your heart is very valuable, dig it out and give it to me, and I will catch it in fear and confession?"

"Yuanyuan, you know that's not what I mean." Xie Ci pursed his thin lips slightly, and the lips that had been moistened by the porridge returned to pale and dry. With a light sip, Yuan Changhuan could even see his lips Blood streaks appearing in the crevices.

I really couldn't stand it, turned my head away, not letting myself look at Xie Ci's face, his face was too bewitching, the more I looked at it, the more I couldn't restrain myself and feel sorry for him.

He treats her so well, how can he feel distressed because of his injury.

After settling his mind, Yuan Changhuan suddenly said, "Thank you, don't you want to know how I will forgive you?"

"Ok?"

Xie Ci looked at her chin, his brows and eyes were slightly cold, and he had an ominous premonition, just about to veto it.

But Yuan Changhuan had already continued, "Okay, I forgive you."

"As long as you reconcile with me, we will write it off."

Finally, Yuan Changhuan, who had been ignoring him all this time, looked at him firmly after saying the last sentence, with stubborn and cold eyes, as if looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

One moment, their children were chatting and laughing around, and the next moment, they became strangers who had nothing to do with each other.

Xie Ci unconsciously increased his hand strength, "Yuanyuan, you insist..." Are you forcing me?

But Xie Ci didn't say these three words, because he knew that if he dared to say them, Yuan Changhuan would have thousands of heart-pounding words waiting for him.

Xie Ci is not stupid, so naturally he will not ask for trouble.

Exhale gently.

Seeing that Xie Ci didn't speak, Yuan Changhuan got impatient and kept struggling with his wrist, not afraid of the redness and swelling of his struggling wrist, "Xie Ci, if you don't agree, then don't tell me if you forgive me or not." , let's do it."

With a broken jar, "Don't you want to be entangled with me forever, then we will be entangled like this for the rest of our lives."

Yuan Changhuan sneered at himself with self-deprecation.

Not just mocking him but mocking himself, or mocking them.

Xie Ci can endure Yuan Changhuan's cold words to him, even beating or scolding him, but he can't see her looking down on him.

Finally let go silently, leaning on the soft pillow, as if exhausting all his strength, "Let's go."

With fingers resting on the eyelids, the voice is hoarse as if sandpaper has been worn, which makes people feel sad.

Yuan Changhuan looked down at the marks on his hands that seemed to have been scalded by a branding iron, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Xie Ci, but seeing his appearance, his eyes darkened, did he really give up?

Feeling happy and sour in my heart, I couldn't believe it, "You..."

Before the words fell, Xie Ci said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't want me to regret it, leave here immediately."

Yuan Changhuan pursed her red lips tightly, suppressing the discomfort all over her body, and walked out.

Standing at the door, he still couldn't help but look back at Xie Ci, he still maintained that movement, put his slender fingers on his eyelids, paused, and left the last sentence, "I will let Miao Miao see you."

After all, go out without hesitation and close the door.

Outside the house, when Yuan Changhuan wanted to take Yuan Miao away, he was stopped by several hidden guards, "Madam, you can't leave."

"Let them go."

A hoarse voice came from inside the house.

(End of this chapter)