Never in love with the charming and charming princess

Seeing this, Shangguan Ziqing couldn't help but think of the scene when she broke up with him, it seemed to be the same!At that time, he also kissed her, and then said some extremely hurtful words. . . . . .

Could this be Yuwen Yixuan's habitual way of playing with women?First spoil her to the point of lawlessness, lift her up to heaven, and then drag her down to hell. . . . . .

But at that time, he was so nice to her that he couldn't fault her. If that was really his habit of playing with women, then why did he save her in the warehouse in the western suburbs regardless of his life?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Ziqing's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, but soon, they were replaced by a mocking smile.Shangguan Ziqing, you are too self righteous. . . . . .

When Yuwen Yixuan turned around, he accidentally saw Shangguan Ziqing's figure, and strode in front of her.

"Zi Qing!" He softly called out to her.

She frantically wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand, but her eyes were still red.

"What's wrong with you?" Yuwen Yixuan took a step forward concerned, but Shangguan Ziqing took a step back.

"No, it's nothing, I got sand in my eyes, it's not very comfortable..."

Of course Yuwen Yixuan could see that she was trying to put him off, but she didn't want to talk about it, and he wouldn't ask too much.

"Why did you come here?" Yuwen Yixuan asked her while looking at the phone.

"I'll accompany Sister Xiaoxue..."

"Okay, I have an appointment with a woman, see you another day, bye!" Before Shangguan Ziqing could finish speaking, he interrupted her, and after a simple farewell, he left without looking back.

Shangguan Ziqing bit her lower lip and looked at his tall back, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Yuwen Yixuan, you still call me Ziqing, but you don't have that phrase baby.

Yuwen Yixuan, you will still care when you see me cry, but you will never hug me again and ask me why.

Yuwen Yixuan, you are a lost butterfly among the flowers, you will never stop for a single flower.

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Shangguan Ziqing evoked a poignant smile, and then ran away as if fleeing. . . . . .

However, Nangong Chenrui and Yi Xue were surprisingly calm.

Yi Xue stood quietly on the river bank, and Nangong Chenrui stood beside her, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and together they looked at the white villa that was a little golden by the dusk in the distance.

The two shadows are held by the setting sun for a long time, just like their feelings, they are destined to be entangled. . . . . .