Chapter 172 (2/2)

Shiyi also noticed the arrival of the Ming mausoleum. At the moment he saw the Ming mausoleum, he frowned and thought, how can you meet the plague God of the Ming mausoleum everywhere? It really affects people's mood.

Su wennuan always felt a pair of cold eyes on her, which made her nervous and uncomfortable.

I haven't seen Ming Ling for two weeks. In fact, she misses him very much and wants to see him very much.

Sometimes I think of those days when he took her home, accompanied her back to her house, bought her flowers and carried her back. She can always be warm and her heart can always be soft like a piece of sunshine.

Always miss his tenderness.

Thinking of his tenderness, she had an impulse to find him.

But on second thought, I thought of the cruel words he said to her, the language he humiliated her, the responsibility he said to her, and the fact that he said she was just a fickle woman and not worth being loved.

Her heart is very painful, angry and wronged.

Those heartaches and grievances covered her impulse to find him.

So I didn't contact him and didn't find him.

And he never called her, let alone came to her.

He was so heartless that her heart cooled more slowly.

Now seeing him, her heart, which was about to stop, was provoked by him and jumped up.

Sometimes she hated herself for being disheartened and never forgetting him.

”You eat first, I'll go to the bathroom first.” Su wennuan stood up and walked to the bathroom. She wanted to isolate the sight of Ming Ling.

If you don't fall in love, it's better not to see you.

”Let me go with you, warm...” xiaorou was about to stand up.

He was stopped by Shi Yi's eyes.

When xiaorou sees Shiyi's eyes, she sits down bitterly and only looks at Su wennuan going to the bathroom alone.

Then xiaorou sees that mingling also leaves the table and goes to the bathroom. She seems to understand something.

Worshipping Chao Shiyi took a look. Her brother is worthy of high IQ, which was foreseen first.

Shi Yi wants to give Su Nuan and Ming Ling a personal space.

Su wennuan came to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water to wake himself up. He put his hand on the washstand and kicked a few breaths to calm his heart and let himself not think about him.

She calmed her mood, turned around and was about to go, but accidentally hit a solid chest. She stepped back and looked at the face of mingling. She widened her eyes. Her just calmed heart beat wildly and retreated, ”you... You...”

Ming Ling approached her for a few steps, then put his arms around her waist and took it to his chest. His cold eyes looked at her as if they had led out a soft time, ”are you full, huh?”

Her magnetic voice is still so good.

Su wennuan's heart trembled, then reacted, put his hand on his chest and fiercely pushed him away, ”you let go of me, let go, I have nothing to do with you!”

”Really?” Ming Ling smiled slightly. The voice was tired, as if there were something Su wennuan couldn't understand.

Su Nuan struggles fiercely.

But Ming Ling clasped her, grabbed her lips, fiercely sealed her lips, tore and nibbled.

Su wennuan shook his head and refused, struggling. His big palm pressed on the back of her head, fixed her lips on his lips, and the thick breath blew on her face.