President uncle, don't come close

"Because you already have fan Lanqi."

The voice was stuffy. Ling Moqin felt that the air around him was a little sour and astringent, and his eyes were also a little sour and astringent. After all, women are stingy. She is no exception. She always thinks she doesn't care. At this time, she realized that she cares about fan Lanqi. She has been jealous of her.

Sheng Huaizhe stared and then let her go.

Ling Moqin only felt that he was in a relatively safe embrace. Suddenly he released his hand and let her go, and the surrounding air rushed in... She didn't dare to look up at him.

Is he angry? Does he mind her mentioning fan Lanqi? Or does fan Lanqi actually occupy an important position in his mind, so when she mentioned her, he behaved like now

"Are you jealous? Eat fan Lanqi's vinegar? "

Lingmo Qinwen raised his head and bumped into a pair of smiling eyes. His eyes were as deep as a deep well. She couldn't see to the end, but she couldn't move her eyes away.

He is... Excited?? Ling Moqin was stunned and didn't understand whether Sheng Huaizhe's sentence was expressing his questioning or his happiness.

"Tell me you care about me. You're jealous."

Sheng Huaizhe put his hands on Ling Moqin's shoulders and looked at her straight. Only he knows how happy he is now... He always thought she didn't feel for him. The previous two times were just for other reasons. What she likes should be Qin Mingzheng. Childhood seems to be the best CP forever.

She didn't refuse these days. Her occasional response made him feel that she seemed to accept him slowly. Now, her words seem to contain a lot of information. He has never actively explained anything about fan Lanqi. Perhaps, as Sheng Zhuwen said, he needs to find a time to talk to Ling Moqin about fan Lanqi.

But things dragged on and on. She was going to be engaged later. He felt that there was no need to explain this to her... Until now, she took the initiative to talk to him about fan Lanqi in such a tone??

Ling Moqin looked at Sheng Huaizhe's water chestnut face. He was just kissing his thin lips... He talked to her about his ex-wife fan Lanqi without expression. He didn't explain their past or give a positive answer to her questions. Instead, he strongly asked her to confirm his concern.

Ling Moqin's arrogant self-esteem suddenly came out again. She felt that Sheng Huaizhe was bullying her... He must have known that he liked him, so now he forced her to admit her feelings for him!

When his nose was sour, Ling Moqin pushed Sheng Huaizhe hard, and then looked at him stubbornly, with a bright light in his eyes

"Yes, I care about you! I don't know when I began to care so much about you, whether you are happy with every meal, whether you hold her hand around her waist, and when you protect her and love her in front of everyone!! "

After sucking her nose, Ling Moqin felt that the tears in the corners of her eyes were about to fall, but she looked up and stubbornly let them endure again. It's already started. She just explained it at one time!

"I don't know I'm jealous. I feel very uncomfortable and flustered. As long as I think of the figure you saw here that day, I don't have a cell all over me! If that's what you call jealousy, yes, I'm jealous! "

Ling Moqin looked at Sheng Huaizhe, who was always expressionless, and suddenly felt like a fool. A clown who began to talk to himself and perform without authorization in front of Sheng Huaizhe. She said so many feelings related to him in tears, but he always stood there motionless and looked at her quietly

"Are you satisfied with this?! Sheng Huaizhe! I know I shouldn't like you, but I can't control myself! I thought I would forget you when I married Cheng Jianguo, but the fact is, as long as I think of you, I don't even want to be engaged to him! Although I have signed the contract... "

Ling Moqin retreated as she said. She had already thought about it, and then she ran away... Because she couldn't stand it. After she said so much, Sheng Huaizhe stood in front of her without expression and looked at her so calmly, although the man was just as enthusiastic about her.

Step by step, Ling Moqin's heart became heavier and heavier as she stepped back. She knew it would be such a result. She knew it was just her own wishful thinking... Take a deep breath. She turned hard and was ready to leave here again.

Then the hand was caught again. She stopped, turned back slowly, and looked at the man behind her with tears

Looking at her rainy face, Sheng Huaizhe's heart was also in pain.

He knows! It turned out that they were all fools. They thought they were wishful thinking, but they didn't know that each other liked them silently... Ecstasy finally drowned Sheng Huaizhe's reason. He pulled Ling Moqin back into his arms, hugged him hard, and exhausted all his strength

Ling Moqin was overwhelmed by such a plot reversal. What plot is this?? Shouldn't she run out of his mansion crying at this time, and then two people go their own way?!

"You don't have to feel guilty. These are just my own wishful thinking. You don't have to be responsible for this."

Sensibility is over, and rationality should come back. Ling Moqin was held in pain by Sheng Huaizhe. He tried so hard that he seemed to rub her into his body... He thought he was guilty, and Ling Moqin felt more sad.

"Which eye of yours sees me guilty?"

Sheng Huaizhe's stuffy voice came over her head. He rubbed her forehead with Hu residue, which made her feel a little itchy and a little different.

"Huh?!"

Not guilty? Why is he holding so tight... Ling Moqin doesn't want to admit that he loves his warm and safe embrace!

"Are you a pig?"

After Sheng Huaizhe said this, the ambiguous atmosphere between them was completely destroyed. Why is she so stupid? He has made it so obvious. Can't she see that he likes her too?!

"You are the pig!! Sheng Huaizhe, if you scold me again, I'll... Uh... "

Annoying! Why did you come here again

Ling Moqin's voice drowned in Sheng Huaizhe's mouth. The woman was too duplicative and not good at understanding people's feelings. He had to tell her with action that he liked her. I fell in love with her very early, or before she fell in love with him

Ling Moqin felt that he was weak and hung on Sheng Huaizhe. His lips felt like he had just finished spicy hot pot, crisp and num