True Love Lasts

His movement is very gentle, like fear of hurting her, and just the rampage formed a sharp contrast. While he was helping her to clean her hair, his eyes glided over her back. His eyes touched the blue and purple marks on her back, and his eyes filled with a layer of inexplicable guilt.

With a sigh, he couldn't help reaching out and touching her back with his fingertips, but he felt her body tremble obviously. "Are you afraid?" Feng Nan's action stopped. Instead of retracting her hand, she covered her whole palm and felt her tension and stiffness.

His hand was on her waist. Warm touch a little bit to pass over, but also let sang Qingxia in the heart of a little bit of tension. She gritted her teeth and shook her head in silence with her back to him.

She's scared! She's nervous, too!

There is a kind of inexplicable fear in her heart to the Fengnan analysis just like that. There is no softness of the past. Without any good temper, he is like a God in the sky, and can't tolerate any disobedience!

And she bumped into the muzzle of the gun and angered him

"Are you afraid of me?" Seeing that she didn't speak or move, Feng Nan Xi was silent for a while and finally laughed at herself. In the heart slightly cool, "is it? Answer me... "

"No..." Sang Qingxia responded with a gruesome hoarse voice.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt an inexplicable grievance. Under his strong coercion, she could not help but shed tears.

They know each other well that their problem is not in the matter of holly, but some misunderstandings and knots can not be resolved, that is, people can't help making mistakes again and again under the trend of that knot.

"Fengnan analysis..." Taking a deep breath, sang Qingxia wiped all the tears on her face on the quilt, forced herself to take back all her emotions, and then said faintly, "don't forget what you promised me Na "

the hand that is wiping the hair is stiff, and the mood that has been calmed down turns to gloomy again.

"I know." He opened his mouth coolly, and his strength on his hand increased. He casually rubbed her hair, threw the semi wet towel on the ground, and got up impatiently to leave.

He wanted to simplify things as if they were just in love with each other, but she just wanted to remind him that this love tied up a deal. The joy of a pure trade!

What's the difference between this and the kind of woman who has to pay for everything?

Sang Qingxia, do you have to do this to humble yourself and force me?

"And..." When he just walked away, sang Qingxia stopped him. She thought of his fury, of her forbearance, and finally murmured, "I don't understand French."

She didn't know what the man had said to her, but she was not stupid either. She knew that the attitude of Fengnan had something to do with what the man said. He imposed that misunderstanding on her

She can bear it or give it back.

Hear her words, the footstep of Feng South analysis stops, not from ground a Zheng. After a few seconds, she suddenly reflected her meaning and thought of the French man she had just met in the square.

She Really don't understand?

"Sang Qingxia!" He murmured sullenly, his fists clenched tightly, and he could not breathe under her silent torment.

Why are they doing this?

Taking a deep breath, he suddenly turned around and went straight to bed, pressing her heavily under her body in her exclamation.

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after a violent attack, sang Qingxia was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes and completely fell asleep. Feng Nanxi panted and turned over from her. Slender fingers can not help but across her soft cheek, heart with a layer of inexplicable bitterness.

Summer son, if always like this, should have much good?

Her stubbornness really hurt people.

He wants to turn over and get out of bed, but sang Qingxia unconsciously leans in his direction. This reflective action makes Feng Nan's heart warm.

Even if it's just a subconscious action. He's content, he's happy.

At least, when she was asleep, her subconscious was not afraid of him, not resisting him.

"Xia er..." He opened his mouth in a low voice and murmured out her name. Of course, sang Qingxia was so tired that he would not hear him.

The long arm passes through her waist and brings her body into her arms. Feng Nanjie quietly looks at the sleeping face nearby, and her eyes gradually calm down. Finally, I closed my eyes and fell asleep

At least before daybreak, they can be peacefully in the dream, do not have to think about those complex disturbances.

Morning.

The sun shines through the French windows of the hotel. Dazzling Guanghua let sang Qingxia not from ground Cu Cu eyebrow, reflexively picked up quilt, shrunk his head in.

It was not until I inhaled some strange fragrance between my nose that I suddenly realized that this was not her bed!

She was startled and her brain was wide awake. She quickly opened her eyes, turned over and looked to the side of the bed - the wild scene of last night was vividly in her mind, and she could remember every detail of the beginning! But in the end, she was so tired that she finally fell asleep in a daze. In the hazy, she seemed to feel him lying down beside her and sleeping around her all night.But now there is no one on the side of the bed, just a small "hole" on the pillow, indicating the existence of someone last night.

Sang Qingxia sat up with the pain of her heart, rubbed her aching head, and couldn't help thinking: where has he gone?

"Good morning." A low and cool male voice came from the door, which startled her. She looked at it with a bit of panic and vigilance, and just ran into the deep eyes of Fengnan.

That moment of collision, let sangqingxia involuntarily don't open eyes, nu lips. Want to politely respond to a "early", but found his throat dry hoarse, can only cough twice, simply silent down.

Feng Nan's eyes sank and her heart became cold. Sure enough, as soon as she woke up, she was still her and treated him in her own way!

I woke up. Last night's everything, after all, is just a deal without love.

"Wake up when you wake up!" With a smile of self mockery, Feng Nan Xi lightly opens her mouth, and her tone is obviously unfamiliar. She steps closer, throws her paper bag on the bed, and then turns around to leave.

"What is this?" Sang Qingxia was stunned. Instead of rushing to open the bag, she hesitated to shrink back.

"Clothes." He didn't even bother to look back. He left a word in a hurry and walked towards the small living room outside.

"Wait!" As soon as he stepped out of the room, sang Qingxia stopped him. As Feng Nanxi hesitated to stop, he spoke softly and politely, "please Take the door

"Ping!" In response to her, it was a loud slam.