A Sweet Forced Marriage: Young master's irresistible love

Xu Tingchen opened the door for her and said faintly, "follow me to a place."

Xia an shallow lift to half of the foot put down, staring at him suspiciously, "you say so, I have psychological shadow."

I don't know if this is a surprise or a fright.

Xu Tingchen laughed and looked at her, "get in the car!"

She shrugged, couldn't help laughing and got into the car.

Xu Tingchen sat in the driver's seat. Xia Anqian joked to her, "today, tingshao is driving by himself. You are robbing the driver's job."

"Are you nervous?" Coldly, he asked.

"Who Who's nervous! " Xia an choked and retorted back.

Xu Tingchen did not go into the question of whether she was nervous or not. Instead, she asked her, "are people still uncomfortable?"

Xia an shallow waved his hand, "No. It can be seen that your culinary lethality has not exceeded the tolerance of mortals like me. "

Xu Tingchen pauses for a few seconds, "I fight for it."

Looking at the back of his head, Xia Anqian seemed to be able to make up for his depressed expression at the moment. He couldn't help laughing and turned to look out of the window.

After a short time, Xu Tingchen asked her, "just now your state is not right, how is it going on?"

Xia Anyang thought about it for a while, then realized that he was referring to the relationship between her and Yang xian'er. She frowned and thought for a while. She replied, "maybe I talked about some topics about cosmetic surgery before, and I was not very happy with it carefully."

Back to her, Xu Tingchen's eye color is slightly cold, but lightly asked in the mouth: "how to return a responsibility?"

Xia'an shrugged his shoulders, but he was in the past and didn't want to talk about it.

"Lin Zhiqian." Xu Tingchen whispered her name with a warning in her eyes.

Xia an shallow skimmed the next mouth, "it's just that I rely on the face of plastic surgery deliberately seduced you, the success of the upper ah."

She is concise and comprehensive, Xu Tingchen's thin lips are slightly tight.

Xia'an thought for a while and added, "don't make trouble out of nothing. My advertisement hasn't been shot yet. I don't want to die halfway."

She really understood him, but he didn't like the adjective, "you can change people."

"No money." Xia'an shallow clean and neat way, "say again, so many people think of me to go, listen to even, there is no need to be more serious."

Xu Tingchen silence, Xia an shallow tease him, "you don't make the overbearing president that set, the day is cool, you can go bankrupt, think about all good low."

Xu Tingchen chuckled, "I'm just thinking, it's right to say that you're on your face, and your face is still very attractive. I like it."

Xia an shallow Leng, his voice is low, in the airtight space halo dye open ambiguous flavor, do not know if she thinks more, always feel that he means something.

Not long ago, he pinched a photo belonging to her, and then took her hand to bring it down

Unconsciously, she swallowed her saliva and felt restless.

Put down the window, let the cold wind blow the hot cheek, for a long time, just feel the impetuous strength just disappeared.

Xia'an shallow turned his head, "ting Shao, or I'll have a look at it again. Which one do you like and which one do you like?"

She joked, "in any case, most of the internet think I'm doing plastic surgery for a wealthy family. If I don't take the opportunity to sit down, it's not cost-effective to have more whole times."

She paused and went on, "you said anyway, appearance doesn't matter."

She originally thought that men would like to appreciate the beauty of women after cosmetic surgery, but most of them did not want his women to have plastic surgery, or even if they didn't mind cosmetic surgery, it was a little hurt.

I thought Xu Tingchen should be angry or refuse. I didn't know he replied like this.

"It's OK. I don't have a taste for a new face. I actually have some preference for appearance, otherwise I'll try it."

After a slight pause, he hesitated and said, "but it's better not to damage it. I don't mind your face. It's just that other people think that my taste is unique."

Xia an opened her eyes and had nothing to say, so they were not in the same rank.

The car stopped steadily, and Xia Anqian got off the car. This is an old apartment. Just looking at the strange environment, I felt a sense of familiarity.

It felt like a pair of hands clenched her heart. She was so sore that she could not control her emotion.

Xia'an shallow sniffed his nose and turned to look at Xu Tingchen, waiting for his answer.

"I know you don't particularly want to remember it now, but there are some people you will want to remember." Xu Tingchen reached out and touched her head, "this is the place where you once lived."

Xia an shallow staring at him, turn his head, looking at the low building under the dim street lamp, his mind seems to be filled with a lot of pictures.

She looked at the well, where there must have been a person down to wash clothes, as if to see her, showing a soft and doting smile.

The sight slightly turns, at the gate, there must have been a person looking forward to her, looking at her figure appeared, eager to meet up.Xia'an blinked her eyes, suppressed the sour feeling, and moved some stiff steps.

Xu Tingchen followed her slowly, his eyes soft and focused on her movements.

She stopped at the top of the stairs and looked up slightly.

It seems that you can look at a big and a small figure, holding hands, the girl skipping to talk about the interesting events of the day, the woman quietly listen, occasionally also angry, let the girl walk well.

Xia an shallow pick up the level and go up, follow the memory of that pair of figures, slowly walked away.

Narrow corridor past, the figure disappeared in the door.

Xia'an took a deep breath and stood outside the door. She seemed to think of something. She stood on tiptoe and touched a key from the top of the door frame.

Once there was a man who was afraid that the little girl could not enter the door without her key, so he put the key carefully in the appointed place.

Xia'an shallow can't help sobbing, looking at the key in her hand, the turbulent emotion swept over her, making her mood on the verge of losing control.

Xu Tingchen stood at her side, watching her unconsciously clench her hand, the corners of her mouth slightly closed, this is the process she must go through. For a long time, he stretched out his hand, took her over and leaned against him.

The heart is inexplicably reluctant to give up, always tough people can not bear her half sad, subconsciously feel that they are not too anxious, or, should let her adapt for a period of time.

Xia'an stretched out her hand shallowly, and her fingertips trembled uncontrollably. She could hardly put it into the keyhole properly. Her eyes were even redder.

Xu Tingchen's big hand took her hand, and the door opened.

It should have been a long time, but it's fresh and refreshing. It seems that there are regular cleaning.

Xia'an felt the switch beside the wall subconsciously, and the fluorescent lamp turned on.

The situation inside the house is almost as simple as some simple decorations, and there are square certificates on the wall, and it can be seen at a glance that it is the random graffiti of children playing

All of this, with the inexplicable sense of familiarity swept.

Xia Anqian stood in the same place, seemingly able to find a lot of pictures from the forgotten memories, such as when the awards were obtained and how they were carefully pasted up.

Xu Tingchen has been quiet, not to any pressure to wait, just focus on her, as long as she needs, he is beside her.

For a long time, Xia'an shallow just stepped forward and walked slowly.

The small bedroom was decorated very warm, put a picture on the bedside table, Xia an shallow walked over, took it in the hand.

The familiar eyebrows and eyes on the photo let her heart tug hard together. The big tears fell uncontrollably and hit the photo, leaving a trace of dizziness.

She quickly reached out to wipe, but more tears came out of her eyes, she some crazy to repeat the action of wiping, heartache let her expression a little numb.

"Qian Qian." Xu Tingchen took her hand and gave a gentle cry.

Xia Anqian's action stops and pinches the photo in her hand. The whole person has no strength to slide on the edge of the bed. She opens her mouth, but she finds that her throat is blocked badly and she can't speak.

"Mom Mom... " Xia an looked at Xu Tingchen and then at the photo, but his words didn't express the meaning.

Xu Tingchen took the person into the arms, let her lean on the body, involuntarily heartache, "I know."

In a word, let Xia an shallow strong self suppressed mood out of control, throat issued a suppressed sadness, she tightly clenched her teeth, trying to control.

Xu Tingchen's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and his hands gently followed her hair. "Cry, it doesn't matter. I'm here!"

Words down, Xia an shallow body tight up, slowly relax down, teeth loose, crying voice.

Originally, she was still depressed to cry. Later, she was crying with no image, tears and snot. The familiar memories and the consequent guilt drove her crazy.

She even forgot such a gentle and kind mother. She even thought that her memories were unimportant. Unexpectedly

The grief in her heart can't be expressed in words, but can only vent all her emotions. Xu Tingchen, on the other hand, let her vent quietly.

After a long time, Xia Anxian was quiet, only her shoulder was still trembling. She sniffed and sat back.

Xu Tingchen looked at her crying make-up all over her face. She was stained with tears. She took out a paper towel, lowered her eyes, carefully and gently wiped it for her. She gently said, "Mom won't blame you."

In a word, Xia an shallow eye socket is a sour, intermittent way: "I I know, I I just can't get through It's up to you. "

Xu Tingchen's lips pursed up a shallow arc, "is it better now?"

Xia'an shallow sniffed his nose, nodded, pursed his lips, and then said, "thank you!"

Thank Xu Tingchen for bringing her here. This memory is very important to her.

Xu Tingchen's eyes flashed a little clear, no words also know what Xia Anqian is thanking him."We don't have to say thank you." He stressed.

She stood up, opened the drawer of the cabinet, took out the dust laden album and put it on her lap.

"This picture, my mother said, was taken at the full moon."

Every time I see a picture, those familiar pictures jump into my heart. Xia Anqian slowly talks to Xu Tingchen, and seems to be talking to himself.