True Love Lasts

"Isn't it?" Sang Qingxia blurted out and then dared to look up in his direction.

But he stood in front of the French window, facing the back of the sun, let her slightly palpitating - is it her illusion? Why did she see a sense of loneliness around him?

"Last night, I had a bad temper..." After pondering for a long time, Feng Nanjie finally broke the silence and opened his mouth lightly.

He knew her temper, at this time, even if he was angry, he could not solve any problem. The only thing that can be done is to open up

After all, he is going back to country y to steal the antidote. If we don't talk about it at this time, he is afraid of There may not be a chance in the future.

"As long as you promise to have nothing to do with ST in the future, I promise not to..."

"I won't promise!" Sangqingxia tone not good to interrupt, will head to one side, a face of disdain, "Phoenix South analysis.". Who are you? Why should I guarantee this and that? And you can... "

She cried out angrily, and the words didn't go through her head.

"Sang Qingxia!" He suddenly roared and came up to her. He clamped her shoulder and shook her twice. "Who am I? Who do you think I am? "

His scarlet eyes were blazing with anger, and he couldn't help being surprised by her saying, "who are you?" Irritated!

Sang Qingxia was obviously frightened by her sudden fury. She was stunned for a moment, and then she turned away and refused to talk to him.

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"OK, let's stop arguing, OK?" With a sigh, Feng Nanjie said in a low voice, "if I want to go on a business trip, you can stay at home. There will be housekeepers and servants to take care of you. If you have something to do, you can go to Chi Ming Hai Your brother. "

Sang Qingxia was stunned and couldn't help looking at him. In fact, she wanted to ask him where he was going on a business trip. She wanted to know why there was something Why don't you call him?

"You have a good rest. I'm leaving." Curled to curl the corners of the mouth, the Phoenix South analysis pulls out a stiff smile, takes own suit. Went out

He can't bear to stay, her indifference, always delay his soul, let him live is not like death.

He knew that if he did not restore her appearance and explain everything well, she would not forgive him. The misunderstanding was like a knot, which would only grow deeper and deeper. So he can only go to Y country to get the antidote back before she misunderstands more deeply!

Standing on the balcony. Sang Qingxia's eyes followed the pure black Porsche all the way, watching his car disappear at the end of the field of vision, and then he went back to the house.

She didn't know where he had gone after all?

He said he was going on a business trip, but the flash of depression between his eyebrows made her wonder - what was he doing?

With a sigh, sang Qingxia goes back to her room barefoot, puts on her slippers and goes downstairs. She finds that the housekeeper and servant have been waiting for a long time.

"Have dinner, madam!" See sang Qingxia come out. The housekeeper's face immediately spread out, warmly welcomed her, and made a gesture of invitation, indicating her to walk in the direction of the restaurant.

"Thank you." Sang Qingxia sat down and thought of something. He asked the housekeeper, "where were my clothes yesterday? My wallet is still in it

She can't go anywhere without a purse.

"I'll bring it to you in a moment." The housekeeper replied, and added, "Your Highness has just explained that you should not need a wallet for you to stay in the villa these two days and have a rest."

"His account?" Sang Qingxia frowned. Hearing the catchy words, his face sank. "Do you mean I'm under house arrest in disguise?"

"That's not what I mean." The housekeeper turned pale.

"Then I want to go out, OK?" In fact, she didn't want to go out, but just as the housekeeper said so, she deliberately tested it.

"This..." Sang Qingxia's request embarrassed the housekeeper.

"Oh, isn't this house arrest?" Sang Qingxia laughed at himself and asked, then he stopped talking.

The housekeeper couldn't speak, so he stood awkwardly.

Bit the lower lip, although the heart is a little uncomfortable, but on the surface, sang Qingxia is not noisy. Quietly pick up the spoon, eat their own breakfast

Everything can be considered in the long run, but the body must not collapse!

This is her principle!

Chi Ming Hai came to the villa at noon to find sang Qingxia.

Before lunch started, Chi Minghai sat on the sofa and chatted with Sang Qingxia.

"Your silk scarf You don't have to cover me, do you? " Looking at the appearance of a masked girl in sangqingxia, Chi Minghai feels strange and finally can't help making a sound.

"Brother. I am now It's ugly. " Sang Qingxia took the corner of the silk scarf in embarrassment. He wanted to tear it off, but he didn't dare.

A lot of people saw her face. It's all surprise, then panic, then disgust She didn't want to see her brother repeat that."Yes." Chi Minghai nodded. Feeling his chin and looking at sang Qingxia, he seemed to agree with Sang Qingxia, but he added a sentence at the moment when sang Qingxia thought he was going to give up. "You were ugly when you were a child So, it's all the same to me! "

"You..." Sang Qingxia said that he wanted to scold him. But was amused by his relaxed tone first. At half a sound, she forced herself to face up and asked, "when am I ugly? When you were a child, you took me to school. Didn't you boast that I was the most beautiful? "

When she was a child, her brother took her fleshy little hand and announced to the other girls in the school like an order: "my sister is the most beautiful of all the girls! So I play with my sister, not with you ugly girls! "

In a flash, so many years have passed, but the memory is still fresh.

"That also depends on the situation..." Chi Minghai thought, "it's like when you rob me, when you cry with me, it's ugly..."

"Ha ha..." Sang Qingxia can't help but be amused by him. He grabs the finger at the corner of the silk scarf and finally tightens it tightly. He pulls it off and exposes his ugly left face in front of Chi Minghai.

"Brother Isn't it ugly? " At the moment when the gauze towel fell, the smile on Sang Qingxia's face was frozen, and he couldn't help asking.

Although she has accepted her present appearance, she still cares about what others think of her, especially what relatives think of her

"Alas..." With a sigh, Chi Minghai didn't answer her question. Instead, he sat closer, raised his big palm slowly and stroked her no longer smooth skin. He couldn't help but feel distressed for a long time. He sighed, "you've suffered..."