To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 102 You still have feelings for me

His strength was extremely light, as if he was tasting food, and occasionally he gently brushed her pink and tender lips with his teeth, leaving a wonderful feeling of numbness but not pain.

Wen Liang slowly closed his eyes.

Thoughts, back to the playground that year.

At that time, he had a gentleness that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, and he used that piece of softness to outline the shape of her lips with gentle strength, and just when the wind blew past her ears, raising her flirtatious hair, she was too shy to open her eyes. Eye.

Come to think of it, at that time, she really liked him.

Like him desperately.

It's becoming more and more daunting now.

After a while, Huo Dongming moved his lips, and stared at her with dark eyes like black clouds before the rain: "Wen Liang, you still have feelings for me."

"Any man kisses me, I will feel it, okay? I don't feel it like this, and I'm not a dead person." She subconsciously refuted, only to find that the man's face turned cold.

Along with that voice, it also became cold: "Any man? For example?"

This stinking mouth!
This is crazy!

Wen Liang blamed with some remorse, the self who hadn't thought about it just now.

I didn't know how to answer the call.

"Huh?" The man raised his voice at the end, his tone and sight became extremely dangerous.

"For example, Aunt Zhao's family next door has... a dog..." After Wen Liang finished speaking again, she wanted to bite off her tongue.

Huo Dongming's expression was gloomy, and a little bit of anger appeared rarely.

very good!His Huo Dongming's status has been reduced to that of a dog!

In her mind, he is a man like a dog?

Does he still have to thank the dog?
"Wen Liang, you're fine."

Stung by that sense of alienation, he immediately shivered: "Huo, Dong Ming, let me go..."

However, the voice calling him softly did not have the courage to let him go. Instead, it was more like a helpless invitation, charming like plum blossoms trembling in the snow, stunning and fragile.

He slowly lowered his palm and landed on her waist: "Honey, am I real or fake?"

Huo Dongming threw the question back to her directly.

Wen Liang's mind was blank, how could he know if he was real or fake?

Snapped--

He moved his fingers away from her chin, closed the window, and drew the curtains again.

The meaning of what to do next couldn't be more obvious.

He... wants to disregard his own wishes and forcefully do that kind of thing?
The muscles of Wen Liang's whole body stiffened, and he looked at him motionless, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

Although she is cute like this, she is really too beastly if she really wants to do it. He really didn't have the kind of special love to force her when he was in a peaceful mood, so he lost interest all of a sudden.

Especially seeing her eyes full of fear.

There is no love, no blurred trance, only guard against him.

Huo Dongming hooked his lips mockingly.

Either way.

Then, let go.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" He asked sarcastically.

"Who knows? Every time you did it, you didn't ask me for my opinion." She got a breathing space, took several steps on her hind legs, and distanced herself from her.

Her silent little movements hurt people very much.

His expression was indifferent, and he didn't care, trying to hide the pain in his heart.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, and the word "Zhuang Zhuo" flashed on the screen.

Huo Dongming raised Qingjun's eyebrows lightly, raised his hand to answer the call, and accidentally pressed the speakerphone: "What's the matter?"

"Guess what I found? The audio that was originally sent to make synthetic sounds! Hahahaha, what a god..." When Zhuang Zhuo said this, Huo Dongming frowned and turned off the speakerphone, "That's right! Did I tell you?" You, Tang Xinran did it? Did I tell you that her minions have been captured and enslaved by me now? Hahahaha!"

Even if it is transferred back.

Wen Liang could still hear a little of Zhuang Zhuo's yelling.

Recording, Tang Xinran, synthesized voice...

No matter how stupid she is, she should understand at this time that trusting her is nothing but empty words, he just found evidence, no wonder, his attitude suddenly changed so quickly.

Wen Liang lowered her head, letting her hair cover her expression at the moment, maybe she was numb from the pain?
At this moment, there was not much reaction, just standing there, like a sculpture.

Huo Dongming pinched the phone, looked at her who became depressed, and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, leaving a sentence of "I see" and hung up the phone.

Get up and walk to stand in front of her.

Seeing his shoes, she actually laughed: "When you say you trust me, do you mean finding evidence?"

"If you don't trust me, you won't look for evidence." The frown on his brows was obvious.

"As expected of a capitalist, the ability to turn right and wrong into black and white is really...really strong." She raised her head with a smile that could not see any angry storm, "Now, whether you believe me or not, I will never I believe you!"

Wen Liang said, pushed him hard, and then ran out.

Huo Dongming silently followed, and shortened the distance between her and him in the shortest possible time, successfully grabbed her arm, and with a strong hand, she crashed into his arms.

It is a familiar taste and temperature, but it is an extremely strange person.

She was wrong.

She was really wrong.

In fact, she should have known earlier that he only believed in the results of his investigation, not her.

If he really believed her, how could he hurt her so angrily that day? He sentenced her to death in his heart early in the morning.

She thought that he suddenly discovered that he should trust her.

She is too naive.

"Let go of me!" She burst into tears, "Why do you treat me well if you don't believe me? Huo Dongming, you bastard! You've been investigating me, don't you feel very happy? You know everything about me , but I was the last to know that you were getting married!"

Huo Dongming lowered his eyes, looked at her who was struggling fiercely in his arms, and lightly opened his thin lips: "The only thing I want is you."

"Yes, you said you always only wanted me, and you have the ability to say that you only love me!" She roared out in a slightly hoarse voice, in a state of confusion.

The man didn't hesitate at all: "Wen Liang, I only love you."

Time seems to stop at this moment.

Her tears swirled with the sudden gust of wind, and then fell low on the sand, a dark trail of water.

The seagulls in the ears flew up and down with the waves, making crisp and melodious calls.

The leaves are also rustling.

(End of this chapter)