The wedding color is seductive, the president kisses gently

An Ning's heart trembled slightly, she was just an ordinary woman, and it was a lie to hear the confession from the man she loved, that she didn't feel throbbing.

"Jiang Lichuan, if you are really nice to me, then... let me go."

"An'an..." Jiang Lichuan smacked her cheeks with his fingertips as if playing with her, while smiling playfully, he said, "If you care so much, it will only make me more unhappy, and I am unhappy..."

"Jiang Lichuan, that's my cousin! Be reasonable!"

Even if there is no blood relationship, but...does one have to be related by blood to be called relatives?Some people, even with the same bloodline, can fight each other without mercy.

"Okay, let's talk about it." Jiang Lichuan said while twisting his fingertips to play with the hair scattered around her cheeks in a bored manner, "First of all, do you admit that you love me?"

The tone is like 'Have you eaten yet? ' as casual, but also has the meaning of a judge's interrogation.

And whenever the word 'love' was mentioned, An Ning would habitually keep silent.

"You only have 1 minute."

After Jiang Lichuan finished speaking, he began to watch the watch countdown with seriousness.

"Jiang Lichuan, what exactly do you see in me?" An Ning just felt helpless.

"Is my appearance? I'm average. Is my figure? You men like big breasts, thin waist, big buttocks. I definitely don't fit in. What's my family background? I'm a divorced woman, I live in an old house in the 90s, and I have a car loan It was only paid off last year. The money you earned in one minute is less than a fraction of your hard work in a year. My parents died early, and poor relatives gathered together. When you fuck me, it's like being sucked by a bunch of leeches thirsty for life, and you can't get rid of it. As for my temper... I have a bad temper, and I won't accept it. If you don’t always grasp it well, you definitely can’t afford IKEA.”

After An Ning finished speaking, she felt even more...how could he fall in love with her?Some are incredible.

However, after she said so much, she counted herself to be almost useless, but in return Jiang Lichuan said indifferently - "Is it over?"

An Ning frowned immediately, "Jiang Lichuan, are you listening?"

He looked as if he was just waiting for her to stop and didn't care about the process.

And in the end, his answer was indeed...

"I didn't listen."

"you,,,,,,"

Just as An Ning's eyes widened, Jiang Lichuan said, "It sounds like a bunch of nonsense to me."

If you don't listen to it, it's too much to say it's nonsense.

An Ning's expression turned cold immediately, and she became visibly unhappy.

But Jiang Lichuan just hooked the corners of his lips, and said slowly: "Unimportant things are not nonsense, what are they?"

"Jiang Lichuan, when did capitalists stop chasing profits? That's a rare thing. Obviously, for me, it's a loss-making business. Smart people won't make this kind of investment. Is there any potential value worth digging out." An Ning replied.

Jiang Lichuan said: "Business and marriage are two different things."

But An Ning only felt grandiose, "Then what about your marriage with Bai Jinyu?"

"It's complicated, it involves interests..."

Just as An Ning showed a sneer, Jiang Lichuan said again: "But this interest has nothing to do with me."

"Even if it's a purely political marriage, you're a businessman, so it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, but...you're still married, right? This shows that these two things can still overlap."

Facing An Ning's aggression, Jiang Lichuan smiled, "Are you jealous and settling an old score with me? Then, should we look at Lu Zhandong first?"

An Ning stuttered slightly in her heart, "Jiang Lichuan, if you can't speak, you should change the subject!"

"Well, if you have to have something, it's definitely not a benefit, and now I can only answer you like this." Jiang Lichuan said.

An Ning is still in a gesture of refusal to believe. Doesn't that mean saying nothing?

"Now it's time to talk about Lu Zhandong! I only want to ask you one question, and I will never ask you this question again." Jiang Lichuan said suddenly.

It sounds like nothing, just one sentence, but if so much of the past is reduced to one sentence, how quintessential would it be?

An Ning unknowingly waited strictly, but what Jiang Lichuan asked was—"Is Lu Zhandong really in the past for you?" '

Just as An Ning was about to speak, Jiang Lichuan suddenly said: "I will only ask you this once in my life, you should answer after thinking about it, if you can't give me an answer with certainty, don't lie, otherwise you may not bear the price of being exposed by me worthy."

It was originally a simple question, but after he added an 'explanation', the surrounding atmosphere began to become serious, and the answer she was about to blurt out couldn't help but twirl in her throat Then, it was spit out.

"I said, he's just someone I once loved."

After An Ning finished speaking, Jiang Lichuan didn't speak immediately, but stayed on her face for a while, as if he was evaluating the truth of what she said.

An Ning just let him go without fear, and then asked with a 'polite' smile, "Mr. Jiang, if you are satisfied, can you let him go? My uncle and aunt have fallen ill at home."

however……

Jiang Lichuan suddenly smiled softly, then raised his wrist, scanned the time on the watch, and said, "2 minutes..."

An Ning was taken aback for a moment, and then Jiang Lichuan said again, "I heard that your cousin swims very well, so he can make a living on this, but it's a pity that he's about to lose his hands, but it's not bad to play with his feet. Someone can write with both hands, working hard is also an inspirational story!"

As he said that, Jiang Lichuan leaned forward, hooked his long hand, and retrieved the mobile phone that had been dropped by the sofa before, and then...

"Jiang Lichuan!" An Ning immediately rushed forward.

She only knew that she wanted to snatch his mobile phone, and not let him make the phone call and cut off An Xiaofeng's hands, but she didn't want her fingertips just touched the edge of the mobile phone, and she was about to stretch out her five fingers to grab it. While sprinting, suddenly a palm was pressed on the right chest!

"It's getting bigger?" Jiang Lichuan said, with his five fingers lightly grasping it.

An Ning was taken aback for a moment, and then patted her with her right hand.

There was a loud 'pop', which showed how hard she was exerting herself.

However, Jiang Lichuan was not angry. Instead, his bright eyes swept her up and down, left and right, and said, "Your Majesty, although I miss your ravages very much, it seems... you are now His physical condition is not suitable, and we will fight another day in less than three months?"

An Ning was so angry and hated by his 'witty words' that he was about to get up immediately, but only one foot touched the ground, and Jiang Lichuan dialed his mobile phone number while saying: "It's been 3 minutes, we have to catch up now." I have one leg, but swimming on one foot is very inspiring."

An Ning came to her senses, and when she was about to grab it again, Jiang Lichuan had already put his hand around the back of her head, pressed it, and sealed it with his lips.

Different from the kiss just now, this kiss was punitive. It was extremely fierce from the beginning, and at the end, he even deliberately bit her lower lip between his teeth and pulled it hard!

An Ning clenched his fist and punched him on the chest in pain. Before he could speak, Jiang Lichuan said leisurely, "It's been 4 minutes...you've been beaten."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a low "beep...beep..." sound from his mobile phone, like a reminder, An Ning bit her lip hard, and then roared at him almost growling: "Jiang Lichuan, you bastard! I love you, I love you, it's okay!!!"

When An Ning finished speaking, two lines of tears also came out of her eyes.

"You won, yes, I love you, I'm obviously cheated by you, but I still fall in love with you, who told me to play against you, you are indeed a master, but don't be complacent, I will Take it back, I will definitely take it back!" An Ning said bitterly.

Jiang Lichuan just let her cry on his shoulder while biting and thumping her from time to time.

She couldn't see his expression, so naturally she wouldn't know the joy and pain tangled between his brows at the moment.

It wasn't until she was tired from crying and gradually quieted down, and most of his shoulders were wet with tears, that he said, "It's okay if you hate me, I will only know you if I don't knock you out of the hard tortoise shell." The first person to go crazy, An An, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you, I need your love, don't take it back."

"Do not……"

"What doesn't defeat you will make you stronger. This city scares you, but it won't defeat you. You are not alone. We will face it together."

His every word flowed like a warm current to An Ning's heart that had been escaping after being hurt and deliberately frozen, but the sad thing is that she was obviously very moved, but she was not used to this feeling, because... there was too much... It's been a long time since no one has said such words to her. Sometimes she pretends to be strong and forgets her gender. There are many people around her, but most of the time, she is just alone.

She sniffled, and even on the spur of the moment, she wiped his excellent knitted sweater, stood up, and said, "That sounds good, Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian are the most scolded by people, isn't Pan Jinlian?"

"Then you remember one sentence, men who can turn other people's wives into their own wives are very capable men, and women who can be attracted by such men must be the happiest women. You are envious and jealous."

This is saying...

An Ning glanced over, "So you know you're a whore!"

Ximen Qing is a typical prostitute, especially in "Jin Ping Mei", in An Ning's view.

"Being compared to that level of whore, lowering my style is equivalent to lowering your own." Jiang Lichuan replied.

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