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Chapter 410 One Word, One Marriage 16
Chapter 490 Three: One Word, One Marriage 16
"Naping for too long, I don't feel sleepy now." Ye Qingcheng's voice was very energetic, he paused, and suggested: "Why don't we chat and communicate with each other."

Long Lifei: "..."

"If you don't talk, I'll take it as if you agreed." During this week's relationship, the estrangement and estrangement of those seven years seemed to disappear in an instant, and she turned back to that Ye Qingcheng who always "hugs" her, and what about him? ?
Most of them followed her wishes and indulged her attitude, which made Qingfeng speechless several times.

I have never seen Your Excellency tolerate someone like this, and compromise like this.

"Long Lifei, what kind of person do you think I am?" Ye Qingcheng thought for a while, and chose a very conservative question, both expecting and fearing, wanting to know what kind of opinion he has about himself .

"Very good." Two concise words summed it up.

"No more?" Ye Qingcheng was stunned, what kind of answer is this?
"Ah."

"Long Lifei, you're so boring!" Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but punched him on the chest to vent. She wanted to know what the answer was, but she didn't reveal it at all.

Long Lifei didn't say anything, it was his tacit consent.He was a boring, boring person.

"Usually when a girl asks you such a question, you should answer it. You are beautiful and have a good temper. You are the best girl I have ever seen."

"You're lying." Long Lifei didn't agree with her. She was pretty, but Ah Qing had a good temper?Beg to differ.

"I'm just assuming." Ye Qingcheng snorted, looked up at his chin, tried hard but still couldn't see his eyes, "Then let me ask you again, if a girl asks what a boy likes, do you know what to do?" answer?"

"do not know."

"Boys want to say: I like you like this..."

Long Lifei: "..."

He was really not interested in such a topic, so he answered her a few words, because he didn't want her to pester her endlessly.

"Long Lifei, let's practice it again, shall we?"

"Not good." The rejection was straightforward.

Ye Qingcheng refused to give up, stretched out her fingers and pinched his earlobe, making him lower his head slightly, and vaguely saw his eyes in the dark, "Let's just play once, and I will sleep obediently after playing once, and I won't trouble you."

Subtext: Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep tonight.

Long Lifei was silent, obviously unwilling to play such a childish game with her.

"Long Lifei, Long Lifei, Long Lifei, Long Lifei..." The soft red lips in the darkness kept chanting his name, the high and low voices pierced into his ears, a little itchy ,Ma Ma.

Probably because she was afraid of being narrated by her all night, Long Lifei put his fingers on her hair, and said while stroking her hair: "After finishing speaking, you should go to sleep obediently."

Seeing that he agreed, Ye Qingcheng immediately agreed with a smile and asked him to lower his head. In the dark, his long and narrow eyes were not as gloomy and majestic as in the daytime.

Feelings surged in his chest, his voice was very soft, hiding the throbbing and emotion in his heart, "Long Lifei, what kind of girl do you like?"

"Like you" he said unnaturally, his voice was low, his breathing froze for a moment, almost suspicious.

Ye Qingcheng's words in the next second dispelled his doubts.

She said: "Oh, I knew that a girl who is destined to be smart, kind, and beautiful like me is so attractive. Don't be so obsessed with me, I will be under pressure, okay?"

Long Lifei chuckled, pinched her cheek with his slender fingers in the dark, "Narcissism."

Ye Qingcheng retorted: "It's not narcissism, it's self-confidence!"

“Overconfidence is narcissism.”

"I'm narcissistic, why, what's your opinion?" Ye Qingcheng couldn't say no to him, and started to play a rogue.

Long Lifei: "..."

The slightly cool palm gently patted her on the back, "Go to sleep."

Ye Qingcheng didn't speak, and leaned against his arms, with the faint tea fragrance from his body under his nose, it smelled so good, it was more fascinating and addictive than drugs.

His words kept echoing in his ears.

In the darkness, her thin lips curl up invisible...

Long Lifei, can I just pretend that you have already told me some things...

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The next day, after breakfast, Ye Qingcheng didn't go back to sleep, but ordered Qingfeng to prepare the car, and she wanted to go out.

Long Lifei frowned, and his eyes fell on her: "Where are you going?" He started running around before his injuries healed?
"Come to me if you have anything to do with ink." The wound had recently started to heal, and it was itchy, and she couldn't help but want to scratch it.

Long Lifei was sitting beside her, reaching out to hold her hand that wanted to scratch the scar, "Don't touch it. Come back before noon."

"Eh?" Ye Qingcheng turned around and asked why?
Long Lifei held her hand, didn't speak, just looked at her.

Ye Qingcheng thought of what Qingfeng said to him that day, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "I see."

"Don't scratch." He was worried, she was never obedient.

"Got it. You've become so verbose now..." Ye Qingcheng went upstairs to change clothes.

Long Lifei's expression sank slightly, and he frowned and looked at her back. He was worried about her body, but she detested his long-windedness instead? !

A trace of helplessness floated in the bottom of his eyes.

Qingfeng stood aside, with a faint smile on his lips. In this world, only Madam would dare to dislike you like this...

The so-called one thing down one thing, is exactly the case.

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There is nothing particularly important about Zhanmo looking for Ye Qingcheng, but some trivial things before, and asking how her injury is.

When he was talking, he was sitting in front of a bunch of monitors, and Ruhua was standing beside Zhanmo, looking at Ye Qingcheng from time to time, as if hesitating to speak.

How could Ye Qingcheng not know what she wanted to ask, and when she finished talking about the business, she leaned back, mainly using the strength on her left side, and said with a light smile: "If you want to ask anything, just ask, everyone is a good brother who went through life and death together , I can’t tell the truth, at least I won’t lie to you.”

"Qingcheng, you and Your Excellency." Entering the painting hesitated, and paused halfway through speaking, his eyes subconsciously looked at Zhanmo, faintly worried.

"It's almost like what you saw." Ye Qingcheng replied frankly. Since they saw the surveillance video and didn't call him immediately, and there was no trouble outside, it's conceivable that they didn't tell others, "But we can't say yet. , so I also hope that you can keep this secret."

After all, Long Lifei's identity is different, she also knows why he didn't choose to announce the marriage news, once the marriage news is announced, there is no way out.

After listening to the painting, the bottom of his eyes dimmed, and his eyes looked worriedly at the side of his face that was stained with ink and had no emotion.

If Qingcheng followed Your Excellency, what should the boss do?
The silent Zhanmo suddenly said: "Into the painting, there are some things I want to say to Qingcheng alone."

Ruhua glanced at Qingcheng, then Zhanmo, nodded silently, turned and went upstairs.

Ye Qingcheng faced Zhanmo, calmly waiting for what he had to say.

Zhanmo didn't open his mouth immediately, but took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and took two puffs. The smoke spread out in circles, fainting between them, and the flickering sparks were pointing The tip blinks.

"Entered the military zone at the age of 12, and established the Shattering World at the age of 15, heh." Zhan Mo chuckled, and glanced at her with a deep sadness in his eyes, "Everything you did was for him."

Ye Qingcheng didn't admit it, nor denied it. He got up to get his cigarettes and lighter, and lit one too. When he was in the military area, he hung out with the gang, and occasionally smoked one.

Most of them choose when no one is around, and then occasionally smoke in front of the ink.

After lighting it up and taking a sip, I kept holding it in my hand, without any desire to touch it again. The voice was very soft, and it sounded even indifferent, "I always feel that everyone has their own life path to follow, their own way of life, okay , bad, it's just one person's business, it has nothing to do with fate, and it has nothing to do with others."

Stained with ink and frowning, the veins on the hand holding the cigarette butt are bulging, each vein is so obvious, together with the other veins on the body are bulging and hurting...

"Is it worth it? You sacrificed so much for him, does he know?"

Ye Qingcheng smiled, bright and delicate, although not as beautiful as Long Ziqi's all-powerful beauty, but her beauty made people feel comfortable and heart-pounding.

"Don't ask such stupid questions in the future. I can decide whether it's worth it or not. Others don't care." He paused, smiled at himself, and said to himself: "It's not to let him know. did it."

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Young Master: It seems that only one-third of the bookmarks sent out have received it, so I feel sorry for it.Let me go to the toilet to smoke a cigarette, calm down.Second update, wait a while...

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