The Empire's Mr.Jun Is Playing The Villain Again

Listening to Qiao Liu's questions, gong xi shook his head in a hurry, "no, no, it's delicious."

With that, Gong xileng picked up chopsticks and put vegetables in his mouth. When he ate, his throat had a sour feeling, and he felt that tears would come out.

He really didn't dare to think that painting would cook for him.

And a lot of the food on the table is his favorite.

He still remembers that when he was in the ghost tribe at the beginning, Qiao Liuhua would cook food for him. But at that time, he approached Qiao Liu for hatred. How could he pay attention to everything she did? Even if the food she cooked or even the food he liked to eat, he would deliberately say that it was ordinary.

Think of that time, Gongxi cold heart guilty can not.

He knew that his attitude at that time was too cold. He knew that he was sorry for Qiao Liu's painting at that time.

Later, after he hurt him like that, he didn't dare to think about it. He was willing to cook for him.

He didn't even dare to think that she would forgive him.

When the doctor said that Qiao Liuhua had lost the consciousness of survival, he felt that his heart could not jump, and he could not even breathe.

He didn't know when she would wake up. He didn't even know whether she would wake up or not.

His whole body was tense in those days, nervous in fear.

Until Haiyi said she had their child, at that moment, he couldn't help crying.

He wondered whether the painting would survive with children.

Her heart is so good, how willing to leave the child.

But he was still afraid. What should he do if she didn't wake up?

He stayed at the bedside, hardly daring to close his eyes. He spoke in the ear of Qiao Liu's painting every day.

He doesn't know how long he said it. He's still hoarse now.

It's a sleep. It's much better.

Qiao Liu's painting looks at Gongxi's cold head, which is constantly eating vegetables. His eyes flash.

He didn't look up, as if he was feeling something wrong.

Did he cry?

In the days when she fell asleep, it seemed that Gongxi was really crying.

Qiao Liuhua thought of the cold Gongxi, and her heart ached. She couldn't help but care about his emotions.

She held the chopsticks in her hand and did not eat again for a long time. She took a deep breath and said, "if you feel delicious, you can still make these dishes in the future." When Gong xileng heard this, he suddenly raised his head. He couldn't believe the literal meaning.

She is Is she willing to stay in the sea people, stay beside him, and also willing to cook for him?

Gong xi Leng looked at Qiao Liu's painting carefully and nervously looked at her, "painting son, you Would you like to stay in the sea? Stay? "

"If I said let you free me, would you?"

He shook his head and said bitterly: "Hua'er, you are my life. I won't let you go, unless you kill me, so I can't let go."

He knew in his heart how much he loved the paintings, and he was suppressing such strong emotions.

He was afraid that it would come out suddenly and frighten the painting.

After all, it was he who was sorry that she was in front.

Qiao Liuhua sighed: "you are the father of the child, I will not leave the Hai nationality."

This sentence, Qiao Liu painting is equivalent to telling gong xi Leng that she would stay. She knew that she said so. Gong xileng didn't dare to believe that, so she added a child, which was more convincing.

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