Chief, Love for you is wrong

Qin Jing looked up at what she thought was warm, grinned and didn't want to cry, but when he heard his low and guilty "sorry", his eyes couldn't stop flashing some broken liquid, more and more, more and more

Wen Jili looked at Qin Jing's vulnerability and raised her hand to hold people in her arms. Qin Jing wept and stepped back a few steps, leaving Wen Jili empty.

She looked up at him with tears flowing in two lines, but her face still kept a sweet smile, sad and moving.

She pointed to her heart and sucked her nose. With the other hand, she wiped the tears on both sides of her cheeks with her fingertips, but soon there were two lines of tears. She simply stopped wiping her tears.

"Wen Jili, I don't want to cry. I really don't want to look so embarrassed in front of you."

Her eyes were filled with tears. When her eyes could no longer hold the constantly seeping tears, she rowed down her cheeks quietly and slowly. Two lines of clear tears slid down, but she still smiled bitterly. She pointed to her heart again,.

"But here, it hurts. I can't help it, and tears fall down. It's really not what I want to cry. My eyes are very sore. I've endured without blinking, really endured without blinking, but it still flows down naturally, and I can't help it!"

Qin Jing's voice is soft and crisp. There is no hoarseness used by people who cry at all. Just like what she said, I don't want to cry, but my eyes must cry. I can't control it. I can't help it!

"I didn't cry, really didn't cry, just my eyes were crying." she explained stubbornly.

Wen Ji left his face with pain. He took a few steps forward, Qin Jing took a few steps back. If he moved forward, she would step back again. You go in and I go back.

"Qin Jing, it was my fault last night. I promise that no similar thing will happen again." compared with Qin Jing's crisp voice, Wen Jili's voice has a hoarse and deep pain that is difficult to suppress.

Qin Jing shook his head with a smile. "There's no future." if I waited for what you said, I wouldn't be Qin Jing.

Qin Jing's face was still a little tender with a smile, lined with two lines of tears that were still falling. She was stubborn and sad. When she heard Ji centrifugal pain, she said in a dumb voice, "you said you were reluctant to leave me."

So, are you so unscrupulous to hurt me for her?

Qin Jing stopped thinking about him. "You said you wouldn't hurt me because of others. I don't say how many things you did to make me sad after Luo Yi came back. It will make me look like a poor abandoned woman."

Qin Jing's face returned to calm from the sadness at the beginning. Wen Jili suddenly hugged people in her arms with fear. Qin Jing was anxious to struggle, but she felt that Jili was holding people too tight and wanted to rub them into her bones and flesh, which made her bones ache.

"Qin Jing, give me time to deal with Mu Jing."

Wen Jili's voice was hoarse. His hands tightly restrained Qin Jing's back and his head was close to Qin Jing's shoulder. The choking sound line made people moved. Qin Jing only smiled calmly and gave up the struggle.

When Wen Jili thought Qin Jing was soft and willing to give him a chance, he was afraid that Qin Jing would run away. He seemed to look at her carefully. When he subconsciously lowered his head to kiss her lips, he was pushed away by Qin Jing fiercely.

Then, she rarely saw what she hadn't seen for half a year. Wen Jili's eyes were hurt.