Chapter 1697 (1/2)

Yuan Yuan was very uneasy, but she didn't think much, and she didn't doubt Xia Mingcheng in front of her. She just wanted to go home without any reason.

However, it is rare for Mingcheng to take the initiative to ask her once. In case she refuses this time, then Mingcheng will not give her another chance?

This evening is a rare opportunity for the two to confirm their relationship. She has worked hard for so long and finally has achieved results. How can she be reconciled to let her give up and go home.

Yuan Yuan's face was pale and forced to squeeze out a smile: ”it's OK, Mingcheng, we'll continue shopping!”

After that, Yuan Yuan's face was intimate and natural, and she took Xia Mingcheng's arm. Xia Mingcheng's body was slightly stiff, and soon recovered to calm down. She nodded her head and said, ”good!”

Seeing that Mingcheng didn't push her away, Yuan Yuan was even more pleased. At this time, she wished Yan Liling could come back to life and see the intimacy of the two people. She also let her experience the suffering of intimacy between the people she liked and the women beside her.

What she hated most was that Yan Liling was always showing off in front of her every now and then how good Mingcheng was to her. She wished Yan Liling was killed by a car when she went out, even if she was worthy of Mingcheng.

Fortunately, she was the last to accompany Mingcheng. As for Yan Liling, it was better to die. At least, she could never attract the attention of Mingcheng any more, and she could never rob a man from her.

Yuan Yuan thought that her face was just a few more points of smile, and they strolled for a while. Suddenly, Yuan Yuan stopped again. This time, her face was worse than before, and her face turned pale and pale.

For a moment, she couldn't breathe in her throat. What's more, she felt a burning pain in her inner thigh, from slight pain to more and more pain. The pain was unbearable. It was like someone had cut a large piece of meat on the side of her leg. Yuan Yuan's leg was soft, and she almost couldn't resist the pain. She screamed and screamed. Her lips were bleeding and her lips were bloodless. She was a piece of exquisite makeup Rong's face hurt some twisted ferocious.

Xia Mingcheng had noticed that Yuan Yuan's face was not right. She pretended to be puzzled and cared more and more: ”Xiaoyuan, what's the matter with you? What's the pain? Shall we go to the hospital now? ”

Yuan Yuan had no strength to speak. She sat on the ground with cold sweat and dampness, which made passers-by look at them from time to time. Some people asked whether they wanted to help, but they were all sent away by Yuan Yuan.

Xia Mingcheng is more and more concerned. Now he really wants to know what happened to this woman? Or something?