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Chapter 3027 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1589 Mr. Bei, do you love me?

Bei Fan Xing nodded slightly: "Okay."

After he left, An Luo pulled her hand out of the man's hand vigorously. After all, she was still a little angry: "Even if you don't like her and want to use me as a shield, you don't need to talk about marriage, right? How do you plan to end it when you go out?"

The man shook the red wine glass unhurriedly, and took a sip gently: "How did it end? I've already slept, what can I do if I don't get married?"

"..."

He actually planned to marry her! ! !
An Luo stared at him: "Why? Because it's my first time? But it's your first time too. After all, neither of us took advantage of the other, so you don't have to be responsible to me."

"Did I say that getting married is just to be responsible to you?"

"what is that?"

An Luo smiled angrily: "Because of love? Mr. Bei, do you love me?"

Asking this sentence, even she wanted to laugh.

Bei Fanxing suddenly stopped talking.

When the glass of red wine was drained, he wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin in a gentle manner, and then looked at her solemnly: "I even gave you my most cherished first time, if this is not love , An Luo, tell me, what is love?"

If this is not love.

He couldn't think of any other way to explain it.

For a few seconds, the heart in the chest was completely still.

An Luo stared at him blankly, her lips opened and closed, but she couldn't utter a single syllable after a while.

"In the first 30 years of my life, I loved a girl to the point of madness, but I couldn't ask for it."

He said, the cool voice was very calm: "The next 30 years, or the next two 30 years, I want to spend with you, have breakfast, have dinner together, and I will give you a good morning kiss before going to work , I will bring you a piece of dessert you like after work, An Luo, you have always been thoughtful, so tell me, is this feeling considered love?"

does it count?
The hands resting on the legs were clenched tightly until the knuckles were cold and pale.

The disordered breathing subsided little by little, she swallowed hard, and after a long time, she shook her head: "No, this is not love, you are just dazzled by the things I once saved you, you feel that you can't save yourself I can't find any way to make up for me other than me..."

"Is it?"

His scorching and cold gaze was fixed on her forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and his cold voice could not tell his emotion at the moment: "If you say you don't love me, then don't love me, but this doesn't affect my plan to be with you. The fact that you got married."

"I'm a murderer."

Her mood stabilized little by little, she raised her eyes, and met him straightly: "Are you sure you want to marry a murderer?"

The man drank his red wine unhurriedly, and laughed lowly: "Are you sure you want to kill more people than the two of us?"

Her fingertips covered the water glass tremblingly, and the clear and transparent liquid swayed slightly in the glass. She stared at it for a long time before she spoke: "I heard that a few years ago, you once had a girlfriend..."

Bei Fanxing has been picky and obsessed with cleanliness in his life. Apart from his four-year asexual marriage with Wen Qingqing, he has only been in love once, which lasted for less than a month.

"I heard that she had undergone plastic surgery so that she could be mistaken for the real Mrs. Nan Er Shao. I heard that her parents were imprisoned many years ago because she offended Mr. Nan. I also heard that she was hidden by your golden house later."

(End of this chapter)