The heroine lives like a villain

Chapter 212 The Ferryman on the Yin-Yang Road (23)

Although he shouted with all his strength, everything that should have disappeared disappeared.

He knelt on the ground, clutching the position of his heart in grief, tears fell involuntarily.

Shengge appeared not far behind him out of thin air, different from Suya just now, now dressed in red like fire, with his usual indifferent expression.

If her appearance just now was overwhelming, then her current appearance can only be said to be the appearance of a celestial being.

She walked behind Feng Xueliang, and hearing his sad cries, she felt a little moved.

"It's said that men don't flick their tears lightly, but they haven't reached the point of sadness. I didn't believe it at first, but now that I see Mr. Feng like this, I'm willing to believe it."

An indifferent voice sounded, Feng Xueliang raised his hand to wipe away the tears, and stared blankly ahead.

"Thank you eleven girls today, if you have any needs, just ask."

Hearing this, Shengge chuckled.

This man is not as fickle as he imagined, he just loves the wrong person.

Pursing her lips, she said solemnly: "I want you to marry me, eighth lift a big sedan chair, and the Ming media is marrying."

Feng Xueliang was shocked, and couldn't believe what he heard: "Miss Eleven, say it again."

Facing his sad eyes mixed with shock, Sheng Ge looked at him indifferently: "What? Didn't you hear? Still can't believe it?"

Feng Xueliang bowed his head and didn't return her.

If he didn't hear clearly, how could he have such a reaction?It was precisely because he heard it clearly that it was even more difficult for him to accept it.

He just promised to remember Eleven and love her with his heart, but now?

Seeing him in trouble, the smile on the corner of Shengge's mouth gradually deepened.

She found that when a person is unhappy, seeing others are happier than herself makes her feel happy.

Although, this is a perverted pleasure.

But there is no way, she is happy!

Cursing the corners of her lips, she urged: "Will you marry me? You should give me a good word!"

Before the change, she had already done it, and would she still discuss it with him like this?

Hearing her impatience, Feng Xueliang suddenly raised his head, and when he saw her face clearly, he froze.

This face is very familiar.

She was [-]% similar to the eleven he had just met, but she was more glamorous than eleven.

No wonder he felt she was familiar when he first met her, and he couldn't help being attracted to her. It's no wonder his mother was so enthusiastic about her.

No wonder, he never took Eleven seriously.

However, there are still many differences between her and Eleven.

Take Eleven's gaze at him as an example, it is always gentle, but her gaze is always calm, and he can't see through her.

Shengge knew that he had already remembered what was wrong with her now, which also proved that her plan was proceeding smoothly.

She blinked at Feng Xueliang, and asked again: "How is it? Do you want to marry me?"

"Miss Eleven, to tell you the truth, I just saw my wife who has never been married, and now I look closely at your appearance, and you are [-]% similar to her. I don't want to use you as her substitute."

Is he refusing?
But is she so easy to be rejected?

Pursing her lips, she reminded him meaningfully: "Then didn't you hear what your unmarried wife said just now? She said that she wanted you to remember her appearance and love her. Do you really think I Is it really a coincidence?"

Feng Xueliang frowned, and looked at her puzzledly: "Miss Eleven, what do you mean by saying that? Does your arrival have anything to do with my unmarried wife?"

(End of this chapter)