The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 750 Crazy Criticism Beauty Takes Villain Script 80

   The woman was dressed in a white dress, as cold as the moon, but now she has traces of him all over her body. There are scars all over her clothes, and she was also pulled down from the high hall to touch her fingers. Even so, she still refused to accept any soft words.

  The glutinous rice porridge in his hand was a little hot. The temperature spread through the porcelain bowl to the fingertips, and then flowed along the blood vessels to the internal organs. The hotness made people feel at a loss.

  Cen Zhou didn't notice it, and it took half a day to respond. His fingertips trembled for a moment, and he forced the porridge to Su Qing'an's mouth. His tone was the same as before: "Drink."

   His ability to change the subject was too blunt, Su Qingan was dumb, and asked abruptly: "Do you still love me?"

   He didn't raise his head: "After talking so much, your body doesn't hurt anymore?"

"You do not love me."

Su Qing'an said: "I'm just the first person who taught you what love is, whether it's responsibility, love or hate, these emotions are too unforgettable, so you can't forget me. It was my fault that I kept you for a year. The appointment was also forced by me, and I accepted it."

   She sighed: "Let go of each other."

   "Su Qing'an." Cen Zhou wanted to laugh for some reason, "You must have underestimated me."

He says.

   "Three years, I still haven't put you down."

  If you can't forget a person for three years, how long will it take to wash away those unforgettable memories, will it take a lifetime?

There are more than 1,000 days and nights in the frontier, and the three words Su Qingan are both open and closed. Even Cen Zhou himself does not know whether he loves Su Qingan more or hates Su Qingan more. points, until death.

On the way back to Beijing to see her in April, Cen Zhou folded a bunch of peach blossoms and thought about it a lot. From the first acquaintance to the days and nights that followed, those years that used to throb even holding hands ended on a sunny day. inside.

   These are rehearsed in my mind thousands of times, just like past and present lives.

   But the moment I saw her again, my heart was a tsunami, and my reason was still broken.

   He began to try to reconcile with the three words Su Qingan.

   Only ten words made Su Qingan's heart beat out of balance.

   He looked at her with eyes like green hills, full of deep sadness.

   Her heart suddenly seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, kneading repeatedly, she tasted suffocation, and suddenly she was in a trance, trying to distinguish between Cen Zhou in the previous life and him in this life, but found that they could not be separated at all.

  From the moment Cen Zhou said these words, the coldness was cut off, and the cold voice drifted in the wind in April.

   After Su Qing calmed down, Cen Zhou had already left and walked away.

   Su Qing'an's eyelashes slowly trembled twice.

   After all, she was the one who underestimated him, and let him be grudged.

   After a long time, the atmosphere between them was strange and indescribable, in short, they tortured each other, and no one let go of the other.

   He was mostly rigid and silent, elsewhere, and then.

Su Qing'an's head was dizzy and confused. When she recalled the events in Kyoto, it was difficult to feel at ease, thinking about what would happen if she was not there, what would Gu Feibai do, what would Su Ziheng take advantage of, and would those court forces be in chaos again? position.

   He was dissatisfied with her distraction, and said hoarsely, "Qingqing, kneel down."

   He seldom called her that, and it was one of the few times that made people lose their hearts and souls.

Cen Zhou and Su Qing'an can't tell the difference between love and **** .

   The pain and pleasure given by the other party are unforgettable on the body.

   At a very suitable and ordinary opportunity, Su Qingan put the medicine in the tea boiled for Cen Zhou.

   (end of this chapter)