Mischievous Love: Don't Mess With Your Royal Highness

Chapter 278 Breaking Up (5)

"Yu Xiang! Don't say such things again, I don't like to hear them, I don't want to hear them!"

She covered her ears with her hands and kept crying.

How to put it well, if he wants to say such a thing, she will feel very sad and heartbroken. She doesn't want to think about such a thing!There will never be such a thing!

"Little...." Yu Xiang held her hand covering her ears with both hands, and slowly lowered it, his cold hand slid down to her delicate cheek.

Her pretty and tender cheeks were covered with crystal clear tears from her weeping, and he held her carefully and carefully.His glazed eyes lit up with the most gentle light,

"Xiao??, is this the last time we're so close? From now on... it won't be like this again."

How much he wanted to hold her in his arms, hold her delicate cheeks, kiss away her sad tears, and kiss her soft and nostalgic lips.

But he hadn't forgotten that she belonged to another man, and that fact made his heart ache.

"You talk nonsense, don't be like this, you talk nonsense, I don't want to listen..."

Qiao Yu kept crying, and crystal clear tears kept sliding down from the corners of her eyes, dripping on the back of his hand holding her cheek.Drop by drop, hot tears made his heart a little shocked.

"Xiao??, I love you, I really love you..."

Yu Xiang finally couldn't help but bowed his head, turned his face sideways, and kissed her teary red lips.

The soft lips, salty and moist like spongy, made him feel as if he had fallen into a poppy fascination, unable to extricate himself.

Qiao Yu didn't push him away, she kept crying, there was absolutely no possibility of this, she didn't allow this kind of thing to happen!

It's impossible for her to see him for the last time, even if he leaves in a few days, there will be a day when they don't see each other!
She doesn't want it!Absolutely not!

At this time, not far away from the BMW cars downstairs of the residents in the community, under the shadow of the dim lights, a tall and slender figure was staring at all this without even a second.

He clenched his fists tightly by his side, and his obsidian-like pupils ignited two clusters of burning anger.

He turned back and got into the car, and the BMW sped away.

In the rear compartment, there was a luggage bag filled with simple clothes in a hurry, and a recently used air ticket.

(End of this chapter)