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Chapter 2683 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1245 Are you afraid that I will hurt you?

Deng Meng's head was buzzing, looking at her pale and beautiful face, she felt strange suddenly, and subconsciously took a step back.

An Luo smiled, her beautiful eyes turned into two crescents, her dimples were also partly visible, she looked extraordinarily harmless: "Young Madam, don't be afraid, you are very good to me, I won't hurt you, let alone, I'm leaving today, I'm going to marry Yesheng."

Marry Yesheng? !

"You killed his sister, and he still wants to marry you?!" The tone was extremely incredible.

Are these people abnormal?
"Thanks to Yesheng's mother, she is more superstitious, thinking that only if I give birth to the Ye family's child, the child will grow up safely."

After she finished speaking, as if she suddenly remembered something, she gave an 'ah', turned around and went to the kitchen, and after a while came out with a plate of small biscuits, smiling: "I made another baked biscuit today, It tastes good this time, young lady, would you like to try it?"

Deng Meng glanced at her, then at the biscuit, and poked her clothes with her fingers hanging on her sides, and didn't move for a while.

The light in An Luo's eyes faded unknowingly, and she looked at her with some disappointment: "Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

In one sentence, it hit her heart.

Deng Meng choked.

She knew it was bad to suspect others so casually, but she couldn't imagine how a girl could kill someone just because she was making things difficult for her.

She...wouldn't be a pervert, would she?

An Luo suddenly took a deep breath, and smiled again: "It's okay, it just so happens that the roast tastes very good this time, I can eat it myself."

The loneliness that flashed in her eyes was like a needle piercing Deng Meng's heart, and she was suddenly indescribably sad.

Because of someone else's words, she was dismissed casually.

Her body reacted faster than her consciousness, and the moment she took it back, she snatched the biscuit back, picked one up and took a bite: "No, no, I, I'm afraid I'll get fat if I eat too much."

An Luo looked at her embarrassing appearance, didn't expose it, and smiled again: "You stayed up late to work, you've been tired all day, go to bed quickly, Yesheng will come to pick me up at night, and I'll leave at night."

Deng Meng stuffed the remaining plate of biscuits into her mouth, and motioned for her to sit down on the sofa: "Wait, I'll get the medicine box and treat your injury."

"No, it's just a minor injury, really no need..."

When An Luo refused, she had already turned around and walked upstairs.

The wounds are indeed not big, they were all pinched out by nails, the ones on the left and the right do not need to use gauze. Deng Meng originally wanted to put band-aids on her, but there are so many of them. Patch-like, ugly.

So just put some ointment on it, forget it.

……

I slept from 8:3 am until [-]:[-] pm before waking up.

When he opened his eyes, the floor-to-ceiling windows were closed, and a man in a luxurious handmade suit stood in front of the window, holding a crystal cup in his hand, and the bright yellow liquid in the cup swayed slightly.

He doesn't drink much, and occasionally he doesn't drink much red wine, but he is more interested in this kind of spirits.

Deng Meng didn't make a sound, and turned over to stare at his very capable and sexy back, which was lined with a tailored suit. Up to now, he still can't adapt to the feeling of him suddenly turning into a shopping mall.

"woke up?"

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the man casually drank his wine and asked quietly.

Deng Meng froze for a moment, wondering if this man also had a pair of eyes on the back of his head.

(End of this chapter)