Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

The words she asked were only concerned about Dongfang Ming. She just asked him a greeting. How could Dongfang Ming treat her like this? Even though zicen can't believe it, what dongfangming has done is clearly placed here, but she can't help but believe it.

Years of company, and even promised her to take good care of her life, but now suddenly showed such an attitude to hate her very much, then what? Is it hard to never want to see her again?

"Dongfangming, are you so reluctant to see me now?"

Purple Cen sad smile, that smile is very sarcastic.

Even after years of company, Dongfang Ming didn't fall in love with her at all, but couldn't she even be friends?

Can't ordinary friends even care?

However, it is quite possible to see from the look and the mode of getting along with dongfangming.

Purple Cen wants to smile, is that kind of sarcastic smile, how can't believe, in the end, she and Dongfang Ming is to come to such a result, how can she do, how can she do? It's impossible to catch the heart of dongfangming.

However, even if it is impossible, zicen still does not want to let go.

People who have been persistent for such a long time, and people who have loved for such a long time, how can we say that if we give up, we will give up?

No, zicen is not so easy to give up dongfangming.

No matter what, she is not willing to give up dongfangming, not willing to give up, can not give up.

Dongfang Ming pursed his lips, but now he looked very indifferent. He didn't mean that he didn't like to see zicen, but he didn't know how to talk with zicen for a long time? There is no word to speak.

Now he just wants to be quiet. Only when he calms down can he know what he will do later.

However, zicen said those words to him at this juncture. The noisy feeling made dongfangming very impetuous.

He didn't want to go back to zicen at all, because zicen's words didn't have the slightest meaning. How could he go back to zicen's words? Leng Nianqing always died eight years ago. He won't talk or communicate with zicen. Leng Nianqing will come back from eight years.

People who have been dead for eight years can come back from the dead.

No, no matter what, Leng Nianqing can't come back now. Now that he can't come back, can he change anything else?

There is no change at all.

Dongfang Ming didn't come back to zicen, but he quickened his pace, but directly left zicen behind. He didn't want to talk to zicen about meaningless words, but also wanted to be quiet.

And zicen's words, dongfangming don't want to touch again.

At the moment when Dongfang Ming turns around, zicen's tears on the corner of her eyes suddenly fall down. Look, this is the man she has loved for many years. In the end, he walks straight ahead and is unwilling to turn back. He even takes her words as the wind in his ear and is unwilling to listen to them.

Since she didn't want to listen to her words, she didn't mean anything to say them again.

It's no use talking. It's only to do the most direct thing. Dongfang Ming doesn't want to believe the fact that Leng Nianqing has already died. Now that Dongfang Ming doesn't want to believe these facts are true, she has to make a good proof so that Dongfang Ming can believe that the fact that Leng Nianqing died has already become true, and Leng Nianqing's death has already become true, It's destined to be the person who lived in the past. In this way, Dongfang Ming will completely come out of Leng Nianqing's death, because only in this way, Dongfang Ming won't continue to think about Leng Nianqing and live a better life. This result is the result everyone wants.

It is also the result that she zicen wants to get.

Dongfangming, you are in love with lengnianqing. I will dig out the dead one from your mind bit by bit. I will prove with action bit by bit that I can stay with you for a longer time. Even I can do everything better just because I love you.

I can also let you see my good again, I will not give up, no matter what the experience.

Dongfang Ming, you used to take good care of me, or you could be with me for a lifetime, or even you could be in bed and say "zicen" to me over and over again. You even praised me that I was the most beautiful person.

That being the case, I naturally want to find back the things that happened and what you can do. I will not give up, I will not give up.

You have to believe me, you have to believe me.

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Xiling palace, imperial study.

Dongfang Xun stood there, drooping his eyes and thinking, but his face was heavy.

A eunuch's announcement came from his ear. Then he came in from outside the palace wearing a white gun. Although he was young and handsome, he was just a monk. When I saw Dongfang Xun, I saluted him with my jaw. "I've seen the emperor."

"My Lord."

Dongfang Xun also slightly saluted to the master.

This National Normal University person is called "qingdeng". He used to be a holy monk in the Yasukuni temple, but now he is a national teacher in the Xiling state.

"If you want to know what happened today, you have heard about it. What do you think of it?" Dongfang Xun pursed his lips and asked slowly towards the green lamp.

After hearing Dongfang Xun's words, qingdeng nodded: "I've heard about it. It's neither good nor bad for people who have been away for eight years to come back suddenly. Fate has already made that arrangement. Even if I know, I will not interfere in these things. All causes and effects have their own fixed number. "

"Amitabha..."

Green lamp hands together, slow voice, but green lamp said these are big truth.

keep an important secret in.

Fate has long been arranged by God. If we can really change the fate, then not everyone's fate can be changed. There are not so many good things in the world, but everything depends on ourselves.

What's more, qingdeng, who came from the state of Chu this time, understood immediately when she heard about these things. What's the fate of Princess Qinghuan in the state of Chu.

But even if it is a glance to see through Leng Nianqing's fate, but those words still can't be said too directly.

Not even euphemism.