Hearing Wen Jili's answer, Qin Jing smiled helplessly.

She put down the hand still attached to Wen Jili's face, put her elbows on the big bed, lay down slowly, pulled the quilt calmly, covered it, and said tired, "Wen Jili, I really don't understand now. Am I not important enough, or do you have something more important?"

Wen Jili slowly clenched his hand hanging on his side. He leaned down slightly and leaned close to Qin Jing, gently hugged her, whispered in her ear, "Qin Jing, I'm willing to make a marriage agreement with you. I love you, take care of you, respect you, accept you, and be loyal to you forever until the end of my life, whether for disease, health, or any other reason."

Then, Wen Jili's voice choked, and his eyes were a little red. He held her hand tightly for a few minutes, and then continued to say softly and deeply in a slightly choked voice, "Qin Jing, I swear by Wen Jili that I am willing to marry you Qin Jing."

Wen Jili's words close to the oath sounded in his ears. His voice was very serious and solemn. It was more solemn and sincere than the voice read by the priest in the church. However, what should have been said in the church turned the venue funny. What should have been blessed by everyone turned out to be only her.

Wen Jili, you know nothing about me except myself. Why should I tell others that you wen Jili is my husband, and how can you tell others that my husband loves me very much?

Thinking, Qin Jing, who closed her eyes from beginning to end, began to have liquid exudation from the corners of her eyes. Drop by drop, she slipped down from the corners of her eyes and quietly fainted and wet the pillow towel.

She raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips. She pumped the nose. She turned her head and choked in her voice. "Wen Jili, I beg you, tell me, okay? What's the reason for you to repent in public? What's the matter that makes you shut up from beginning to end."

But all the people who responded to Qin Jing were quiet.

Wen Jili was silent except holding her hard.

"Oh ~ ~" Qin Jing smiled bitterly. "Wen Jili, I beg you so, you don't tell me. I really don't know how willing you are. Respect and love are not like you."

Wen Jili slowly breathed out and listened to Qin Jing's decadent and desperate words. He closed his eyes and his voice dried up hoarsely. "Qin Jing, as long as you know, everything I do is for our marriage. If I don't want to live with you all my life, I don't need to do this now."

Qin Jing smiled at Wen Jili's explanation. Her smile was a little pale and broken, and she was a little helpless.

She knew, of course she knew, and he had to suffer. This man even said a word with pity, how could he take great pains to do superfluous things? Deliberately make such a funny wedding?

"Wen Jili, if I didn't want to live with you all my life, I wouldn't ask you. You know, it's a shame and disgrace for any woman to repent in public by a man like this, and I'm no exception. I'm not angry with you, doesn't mean I'm not angry. I've been scolded so badly, so I have the cheek to ask you again and again why I repented. Wen Jili, you are so angry Do you know how much courage it takes to support me to lose face in front of you again and again? But finally, for the reasons for repentance, you respond to me either speechless or speechless. You know, there is a limit to everything. A person's patience, courage and the limit that a person can bear are limited. If you run out, you can go home It's really used up. "

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