Chapter 292 (1/2)

”Isn't it? That's what you did to me before Beishui painting still clings to Xia Xinfei's relationship with herself. She thinks that this is a kind of practice that she deliberately does, so she is not willing to believe her personality.

”Forget it, you sentenced me to death at the beginning. It seems that no matter how I explain it, I can't change your inherent prejudice. In this case, why should I ask for trouble? But is Beishui painting, as far as your personality is concerned, really so poor?” Xia Xinfei feels tired. It's good to pay more attention to love. It's a pity that if people don't buy it, it becomes a kind of injury.

”Why don't you say that you're guilty?” Beishui painting only thought about his own pain, but never thought about it. Such an aggressive tone, Nangong Xiyan also used it on her body, so that is to say, people are like that. Only when they are in the scene can they feel the pain. Once they get away from it, they forget how the dull pain of the cone once devoured themselves.

”Beishui painting, you are pressing step by step, don't you want me to admit that I'm close to you for a purpose? Then I will help you. Yes, at the beginning, I was evil in my mind. I wanted to see what kind of gorgeous woman my husband once loved. I don't know whether you feel satisfied with such an answer. ” Xia Xinfei's eyes are full of water mist. After today, no matter how she is, she has nothing to do with herself.

”Ha ha! If I force you, it's clear that you are forcing me, but yes, you rich people are like this, and you always like to make a rake. ” When Beishui painting saw her sad, she felt that the pain in her heart also eased a lot. No wonder Nangong Xiyan wanted to treat herself like this, because in this way, her ugly soul would be satisfied.

”Stop, you are a patient today. I don't want to continue to argue with you.” Even Xia Fei wants to stop bullying others?

”Is it because you are guilty?” Beishui painting eyes straight away, with a bit of ridicule.

”Yes.” Xia Xinfei was unable to distinguish between them. She felt that the more explanation she could make, the more difficult it was to explain. It was like falling into a quagmire. As long as she exerted a little force, she would get deeper and deeper.

Time just like static, suddenly silent down, Beishui painting thought she would refute his own, but it is so obedient.

This time, instead of looking out of the window, Xia Xinfei suddenly felt that she was tired and tired, just like fighting a big battle with others.

Two people get along with each other speechless, no one to open that mouth, as if the dumb lost the ability of language.

Mu Zixuan did not go too long, so when his figure appeared at the other end of the corridor, Xia Xinfei's mouth involuntarily drew up a beautiful arc, with a bit of shallow happiness.

Beishui painting along her line of sight, slightly lost, this man, should belong to himself, but now can only look at others for it's intoxication.

Push the door and enter, the air is flowing with repressive breath, let muzzixuan's feet have a momentary pause, but soon they continue to lift step.

”I've ordered some eel congee for you. It's very sweet. You should like it.” This is something I asked Kate hotel to prepare when I was waiting for Xia Xinfei, so I can take it as soon as I arrive.

”I said I didn't want to eat it.” Beishui painting moves her eyes out of the window, which is a bit of a child's willful taste, because she is also gambling, gambling whether Mu Zixuan is really heartless to himself.

”It's up to you. After all, it's your freedom. It's not convenient for me to interfere.” Mu Zixuan's tone is plain, and has never revealed the ups and downs of half silk.

The lips of Bei Shui's painting trembled, and they didn't say anything at last, but they still felt sad.