Chapter 2018 Promise
"Despicable? I thought I was just giving back what you did to me." At the beginning, he was almost killed.

This kind of taste has to be tasted by the other party, otherwise he will not be able to sleep at night.

"That's what you asked for." If he didn't die, he wouldn't die.

Fu Rong looked downstairs, Wen Cai was watering the flowers with a water bottle, her waist was slightly bent, she was wearing a sleeveless T, her hair fell to her shoulders, which made her skin more fair, under the setting sun Has a healthy glow.

The years are quiet and good, for no reason, these words came to Fu Rong's mind.

He likes the current voice very much, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by others. He said: "This matter will be evened out like this, and we will not owe each other in the future."

"You have a good idea. Didn't you call today just to show off?" Zhou Xian didn't believe it, he called to greet you.

He, Fu Rong, is not so kind.

"What I want, I have already got. This time, I just teach you a lesson. If you still don't learn smart, then I won't be polite to you." Fu Rong's voice was gloomy.

"What did you get?" Zhou Xian thought it was funny: "You think the young master has an accident, but he will come back to you? You are dreaming."

If Jun Mohan died, Ye Liran would die with him.

Even if he is alive, he will definitely not return to him, so he should give up this heart.

Fu Rong didn't want to listen to his words, so he hung up the phone directly.

Won't be by his side?It's a pity that she is by his side now.

Xu Shi felt Fu Rong's gaze, Wen Cai raised his head, and his eyes met. In his eyes, there was an obvious deep affection that could not be concealed in the future.

Even though it was so far away, she could see clearly, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

He waved to her, and she understood what she meant, immediately put down the kettle in her hand, and walked towards the door.

Soon, she appeared in front of him, complaining: "What are you calling me for?"

"Come here." Fu Rong stood there, motionless.

During this period of time, he, who had long been accustomed to his domineering temperament, walked over without any doubts.

Fu Rong hugged her immediately, and buried his face in her hair.

She was still not quite used to his hug, her body was a little stiff, and she was a little awkward in speaking: "What's the matter?"

"I just missed you."

She thought it was very funny, but at the same time she was soft-hearted. Only she could see her childish appearance.

"Can't you see it every day?"

"Will you always be by my side?" he asked.

"Yes, didn't you say it? We've been together." She grabbed his hand and said.

"I always feel that this is a dream." Perhaps too happy, it always makes people feel unreal.

He was afraid that the dream would be broken, and all of this would be gone.

"How about I slap you and see if it hurts," she said.

It was just a joke, but Fu Rong really raised her hand and slapped herself hard.

"It hurts," he said.

That was real, he wasn't dreaming.

She exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

"It hurts, which means it's not fake." He hugged her tightly and said.

She held his face distressedly: "Are you stupid? No one beats himself."

"Yeah, after meeting you, I became a fool. You can't let me be a fool."

"I guess you're so stupid, and no one wants you anymore, so I'll take you with reluctance." The woman said in a pretense of embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)

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