Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Can't be like before, again stupid lost his life, this time, she wants to put an end to that phenomenon, she wants to stand on the top of the right, to the arrogance, to personally step on the body of dongfangming, tell dongfangming, she cold Nianqing back! To put those who suffered before, all to come back!

Looking at this cold recitation, Bai Li CI Yun's heart is a flash of pain, his Qing'er, finally filled with hatred, this is the scene she does not want to see.

But even if you don't want to see it, what can you do?

Don't want to see, at least now his Qing'er is still alive, only live well, everything is the best.

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"No news yet?"

Dongfang Ming is painting. The strokes on the Xuan paper gently outline a beautiful and moving face. Although there are a few strokes, we can still see that the painting Dongfang Ming is going to make is a full beauty.

"Wang, what kind of news do you want from me?"

A beautiful female voice is low into the ears of Dongfang Ming, Dongfang Ming heard, eyebrows are gently wrinkled.

"Don't you know who's calling or knocking when you come in?"

After dongfangming made a weak voice, the brush in his hand had been put aside by him. Lift Mou, and the vision of purple Cen mutually entangle together.

And inside the eyes, it was cold, the whole person looked very indifferent.

Purple Cen looking at such East dark, but is lightly of hook up lips Cape, smile, "king, you before don't such of." In zicen's words, there was a hint of ridicule.

If you care about that rule now, then she can come at will before?

What's more, what he is painting now is a woman. Although the description is only a superficial outline, zicen knows it.

It's not going to be her.

It's not her, but Leng Nianqing.

At the thought of this, zicen grabbed his palm, but he was very unwilling.

When Leng Nianqing is here, Dongfang Ming's mind is on Leng Nianqing. When Leng Nianqing is dead, Dongfang Ming's mind is all on her.

Why?

"Zicen, you are now the side princess. You should pay attention to that identity, what you should say and shouldn't say, what you should do and shouldn't do."

Oriental dark thin lips slowly lift again, every word, but it is cold to purple Cen's heart.

Purple Cen all heard clearly, dare not think, say these cruel and cold sentences of people, unexpectedly will be Dongfang Ming, will be that her favorite man.

That once said, will take good care of her gentle man, but all of them are gone.

He gave all his enthusiasm to the woman named Leng Nianqing... And even if she won in Leng Nianqing, she was here in dongfangming

She's still a total loser.

"Dongfangming, I just want to ask you, do you mean what you said before? You think of Leng Nianqing like this. Is that right for our dead child? Are you worthy of me? "

Purple Cen asked voice, voice hoarse stem pain.

Her eyes, however, were already scarlet.

"Zicen, you don't have to take this to say things often. No matter whether you care or not, she is dead and will never come back."

Dongfang Ming pursed his lips.

Once a lot of things are mentioned, they will touch a lot of things, just like now, when he is mentioned by zicen, he thinks of Leng Nianqing.

Many years ago, in the desert, a woman was riding on a camel. She was dressed in yellow sand and red. Her smile was bright, but she was in a moment of bloom.

At that moment, she was as beautiful as a fairy.

It's just a pity

In the end, she died in such a mess that he had not seen her for eight years.

He never painted her portrait, because he was afraid that if he touched her, he would draw her wrong. Over the years, Leng Nianqing's image in dongfangming had been very blurred.

He only remembered the beautiful shadow, the beautiful outline

Is it?

If so, it would be better, because even the things that are hard to forget, along with people's death, should have been slowly forgotten.

The dead can never compete with the living.

However, in dongfangming, he never thought that Leng Nianqing was dead, just like he was looking for Xuanwu to find the dead Leng Nianqing.

Now Dongfang Ming said such a sentence again. It was just a slap in the face for himself.

If he really believed that Leng Nianqing was dead, how could he let Xuanwu do such a thing? It's not possible. It's not possible at all.

When Leng Nianqing died, she thought that her past life passed by like smoke, but... She ignored Leng Nianqing's influence in dongfangming.

He can be paranoid that lengnianqing is still alive in this world.

He just lives where he can't find it, so he wants to arrange Xuanwu to find Leng Nianqing. After finding it, what happens? Is dongfangming going to get lengnianqing back, and then they will live together again?

"Dongfangming, even if you cheat yourself, why do you want to cheat me? You never believe Leng Nianqing is dead, do you?"

Purple Cen a sad smile, that complexion is actually very pale.

And the whole person, but also extremely haggard, dongfangming only in lengnianqing to her harm during that period of time to see. And the rest of the time

I never saw zicen show such an expression at all. What I saw at the beginning, dongfangming's heart was not very good, but more was anger.

Because in his heart, Leng Nianqing belongs to the kind of fairy like character. He is kind-hearted. How can he do such vicious things?

He didn't want to believe it, but he had to.

Because the facts are there.

But now... Zicen's emotion is because of him. He hurt zicen. Dongfang Ming didn't want to

Promised to take good care of zicen for a lifetime, but he often thinks of Leng Nianqing. In recent years, all his dreams are the shadow of Leng Nianqing.

He can't give up on her.

I don't want to face the fact that she is dead, so I always think she is not dead.

What should we do?

To tell the truth, dongfangming doesn't know what to do.

"Zicen..." Dongfang Ming gently called out zicen's name, but his throat was astringent.

He was ashamed of zicen, but for more people, he was cold and clear.