Ji Tingyan was stunned, why did the man say that?

"I don't care about you, and you don't care about me."

Ji Tingyan is an independent woman in the new era. She thinks that love and marriage should go with the flow instead of being controlled by all kinds, so there will be no freedom.

The man just smiled and didn't speak. Is this woman ready to get married?

In a marriage, there is always one party who needs to compromise with the other party, otherwise, two strong people will live a life of disintegration until they have no strength to struggle.

Seeing him sitting up, Ji Tingyan sighed and asked doubtfully, "Are you not interested in me?"

Just as Bing Ting suppressed the impulse, he heard her wronged accusation. He stared at her with a smile in his eyes: "If it is, will you be angry?"

Ji Tingyan's brain stopped, and she immediately stood up: "Farewell."

Tie Ting pulled her back into her arms in fright, and pressed her tightly: "Where do you want to go?

Don't leave when you come, stay for two days, and I'll take you back home. "

"You send me back?

Why?

I don't want to go back, I want to stay here forever. "

Ji Tingyan is not afraid, she is more afraid of leaving him now.

"You can't be here, it's dangerous here."

Ting Ting is not discussing with her, he said seriously.

"Then you're here too?

I'd be worried if you were in danger. "

Ji Tingyan hugged him tightly with her backhand.

It feels like the woman hugs her too tightly, and the man is satisfied from the bottom of her heart. Will she be unable to leave him so soon?

Ji Tingyan's appearance is like a breeze in Bing Ting's dull life like an ancient well, blowing his heart lightly. In his current state, he can't keep her, and he will never put her in danger. No matter what, he will send her away.

Ji Tingyan hugged the man and refused to let go. It was the first time that she really felt what it means to be reluctant, unable to leave, unable to let go.

In the room on the other side, Wang Cheng smiled and opened a bag to Cheng Yue, which contained a delicate backpack: "I bought it at the airport."

Cheng Yue picked it up and saw that it turned out to be a very luxurious backpack, which must be worth tens of thousands of dollars.

"Why did you buy such an expensive one?"

Cheng Yue opened his eyes wide.

"I see that many girls like it. There is also a handbag there, but I think you may not be used to it, so I bought you a backpack. It is a bit expensive, but to me, it is not a lot of money."

Wang Cheng's face was reddened by Cheng Yue's eyes, and he scratched his head habitually, explaining nervously.

"We've only met a few times, and you just gave me such an expensive bag, a scumbag."

Cheng Yue scolded him in a low voice. JrNovels.com