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Chapter 31 The most important thing in marriage is not to deceive each other

What else could it mean?
"I've always known that you are heartless, and sometimes you are so free and unrestrained that people find it hateful." Lu Xicheng looked at her face for a long time, then suddenly spoke lightly.

He seemed to be just stating objectively, without any emotional ups and downs: "But I don't mind, I think I can do whatever hard work, as long as you treat me sincerely is enough."

"But gently, you lied to me." When he said this, his eyes turned cold for a moment: "You can choose to tell me directly, but what you are going to do is very confidential, so you can't tell me for the time being. Why? How about lying? The most important thing in marriage is not to deceive each other, do you understand?"

Zheng Qingqing's face was unbelievably pale, and after a while, she said softly: "Lu Xicheng, I'm sorry."

But after a long time, the expression on Lu Xicheng's face was still calm and indifferent.His fingertips caressed Zheng Qingqing's lips, then stopped slowly, and turned with slight force.

"Gently, there is one more thing, I'm already giving you time to adjust, if I don't give you, do you think you can still stand here and talk to me alive?" There was something in his tone, calling Zheng Qingqing's originally ugly complexion became even more ugly.

Lu Xicheng didn't give her a chance to speak, he used his index finger and middle finger to pry open her teeth, with an indescribable force.

He looked at her red eyes and smiled softly.

"You probably don't know what I want to do to you, right?" He brushed her little white teeth with his fingertips, with a gentle face and a soft tone.

"Now, do you know?" He said softly, but the movements of his fingertips made people blush and heartbeat.

After a long time, Zheng Weiqing felt that she was about to cry, so he let her go.

With red eyes, she sat on the floor without saying a word, looking aggrieved at the man in front of her who was wiping his fingers with a handkerchief.

The smile on Lu Xicheng's face was beautiful, enough to make people feel that the spring breeze was blowing on his face.

He looked at her with a gentle tone: "Next time, don't tell lies to worry me, you know?"

Zheng Qingqing couldn't say a word of rejection.

Lu Xicheng got up, picked up the oil painting on the side, and smiled: "Hang this in your room, okay?"

The aroma of bergamot in his hand is on her lips and teeth, which cannot be ignored.

Zheng Qingqing nodded with red eyes.

"It's cold on the ground, go to the room and sit." He said gently, in normal times, Zheng Qingqing might not be obedient to such words.But she was really frightened just now, she got up without any hesitation, and followed him into the bedroom.

Lu Xicheng hung the oil painting in a dark place by the window, he turned to look at Zheng Qingqing who was silent, and sighed in his heart.

He walked towards her and rubbed the broken hair on the top of her hair. Before he could speak, his heart softened.

"Gently, are you angry?" He asked very gently, with a bit of pampering, completely different from just now.

"No..." Zheng lowered her head lightly, subconsciously covering it up. The next moment, she seemed to remember something, and said softly, "I'm a little angry."

He knelt down to look at her, and as expected, the little girl's eyes were red again.

He said in a good temper: "last night, I couldn't contact you, and I was going crazy. I was angry when you talked back just now. "

"Gently, I am very worried about you." After all, it was a low sigh.

(End of this chapter)