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Chapter 184 His Heart
"Between faithfulness and injustice, hurt him several times?"
When Chen Rong heard this, she really wanted to laugh, but she met his lonely eyes, and his tall body with blood and dust, and the sun was just right, but this handsome and beautiful man, People feel deserted and lonely. [For the latest chapter of this book, please go to &26825;&33457;&31958;&23567;&35828;&32593;&119;&119;&119;&46;&109;&105;&97;&110;&104;&117;&97;&116;&97;&110;&103; &46;&99;&99;] This is a kind of loneliness, it is the loneliness that the soul walks eternally and eternally in the wilderness.
Chen Rong looked at him staring blankly, almost suddenly, her eyes were astringent. Slightly sideways, Chen Rong let the wild wind dry his eyes. . . . . . Perhaps, she never really knew him, this man, he had unlimited desire for the warmth like water from his bones. She used to think that he would never be knocked down like steel, but she was wrong. No matter in the past life or this life, this man is always alone, no matter how much he has, his soul has been wandering, looking for warmth.
In the last life, she entered his eyes in the wrong way. Although she tried her best, she didn't get his eyes in the end.
In this life, she let go of him, let go of that kind of attachment. But it was that intentional or unintentional, the subconscious rejection and desire, but let her walk into his heart.
Thinking about it, Chen Rong also felt that he really hurt him. Just as he hurt himself in the last life, she walked into his heart, but she dismissed it. This is the biggest harm to him.
Lips moved, and moved again. The difference is that this time, Chen Rong couldn't be happy this time.
The wind blew up her long hair. Chen Rong stretched her hands and slowly dropped Bai Nen’s hands. When Chen Rong wanted to say something, Ran Min’s deep voice continued to come, "Arong, If so," he said arduously: "If you are pregnant with children and have no place to stay, come to me."
Chen Rong looked up at him.
Comparing with his fixed and staring eyes, Chen Rong whispered: "Murong Ke really didn't move me." Her voice was a little weak. She also knows that the best thing about the'women' who have fallen into the hands of the Hu people is that the coach has fallen asleep alone, and more commonly, they have become the common plaything of the Hu generals and the soldiers. [Hua wants to read almost all the books, which are more stable and faster than the average station, and the update is faster. There are no ads in the entire text. ]. . . . . . This is a common practice, and no ‘woman’ can escape. Therefore, Ran Min and Wang Hong in front of her thought that she had not escaped.
Ran Min stared at her tightly, still saying, "You'women' and'sex' are too stubborn. You can't tolerate Chen Wei, you can also find me and tell me . For such a small matter, you are convenient for Wang Hong. A Rong, you have lost me."
His voice was deep with a kind of sadness, and he was even more powerless when saying the words ‘you’ve lost me’.
Chen Rong’s lip moved. She knew that if she was sincere and she would not marry, she could find him and ask him if she knew about Chen Wei’s affairs. Although he does not necessarily listen, she should give it a try.
Ran Min stared at her and saw her lower her head, the muscles in the corners of her mouth beating, and said, "You are all lost, I don't want to worry about it, but I am willing to marry you...but you Still refuse, Arong, your heart is like an iron stone."
He said here, looking up at the sky with his head up, his throat moved, and Junmei’s face smiled sadly. What I get will always be treated with white eyes. I don't care... Only you'women', you'women', just made me endlessly happy, my intuition has no shock in this life, but it is so in the blink of an eye To me. Ah Rong, when I hate you, I really wanted to kill you."
Chen Rong bit his lip and lowered his head even more.
Ran Min's throat knot rolled a few more times. He closed his eyes to hide the aches and loneliness in his eyes. "Lips" moved, he said in a low voice: "This time, I also want to let go. But when I think of you falling into a Hugou, like the tens of thousands of Jin women I have seen, One by one, weeping underneath the Xianbei slaves. I still can't sit still."
He said here, Chen Rong took a slight step back, slowly bowed, and blessed him. Her mood was too complicated and she was choked in her throat. Besides doing this, she really didn't know what else to do.
Ran Min’s low-pitched voice continued to reach his ears, "Now, you are back without any problems, I am so happy."
Speaking this, he stared at Chen Rong, saying one by one: "'Women', you remember my words. If you have nowhere to hide, you can come to me, my husband, I will not Shame on you, your child will be treated as his own."
He said here, staring deeply at Chen Rong, he stared so seriously, so persistent, he seemed to want to remember her firmly, and it seemed he wanted to forget her completely after seeing this one. .
He stared straight at her for a while, and his sigh came in the wind. When Chen Rong raised his head, he only heard the wind blowing through his coat.
Ran Min walked over to the mount and rolled over, he never looked back, his voice was clear and cold and he shouted: "Go" spit out a command, Qian Qi walked at the same time, the dust rolled up, so that Chen Rong narrowed his eyes.
Wang Hong walked behind her, he stared at the sunlight, and the **** ‘color’ figure that was going farther and farther, holding his hand, said lightly: “You have no choice? He thinks too much.”
The voice of dissatisfaction came into Chen Rong’s ears, and she quickly blinked the dryness in her eyes before turning back.
As soon as she turned around, she stared at Wang Hongjing quietly. Facing Chen Rong's wet eyes, he grunted dissatisfiedly and said, "Let's go." Without waiting for Chen Rong to keep up, he went away.
Chen Rong got on the carriage again.
She lowered her head and looked at her kinked hands motionlessly. All of a sudden, the thoughts of the two worlds and the ‘tide’ of all thoughts came to mind, and for a long time, they turned into a sigh.
Looking up, Chen Rong stared blankly at the scenery outside. She didn't know how long she was fascinated before she remembered Wang Hong and turned to look at him.
She met Wang Hong who closed her eyes and raised her spirit like a statue.
Chen Rong moved to him, just approaching, his cold voice came, "Don't miss your old friend?"
Chen Rong was stunned, then reluctantly smiled and replied: "With new people, why do you think about old people again?"
Wang Hong opened his eyes.
His eyes are still clear and far away, but Chen Rong is too familiar with him, and at a glance he sees his "lips" waving slightly.
Chen smiled, and lifted his head up, and slammed his lips.
Being frivolous by Chen Rong, Wang Hong still looked down at her with his clear and high-eyed eyes, the indifferent and distant gods.
Chen Rong sighed quietly, she moved away quietly, lowered her head, and moved his lyre from the side of the car wall. With a wave of her hand, a very quiet and distant thought overflowed.
Holding her head down and being covered in red clothes, her clear and flamboyant face is as beautiful as a lake in the sunset. As she crossed her hands, she satined her black hair and shed her beautiful white jade neck.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong looked at her eyes with indifference, and ‘missing’ gradually emerged.
The sound of the carriage, the whisper, and the dust that permeated the entire yellow dust ancient road. In this quiet and beautiful, distant and ancient piano sound, it is fixed into an eternal picture, "Qing Qing Zi Zi, leisurely my heart. Longitudinal I don’t go, Zining doesn’t hesitate
Qing Qing Zi Pei, I think long. Even if I don’t go, Zining wouldn’t come
Challenge, come and go in the city. Not seen in a day, like March. . . . . . "
This is a kind of lovesickness that can't be described by words. When you miss you, the hour no longer flows, and the day and night no longer change. When I miss you, Gong Que is like a Qin wall, and your figure is far in the clouds. When I miss you, every breath is so long, my heart is twisted into countless fragments, and the films are all your shadows with a smile. When I miss you, death is undeniable. I sit in the moon ‘color’ for countless times. May the soul float away from this body, and you will be outside the thousand mountains.
The lovesickness is obvious, but the sound is serene, but not miserable.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong stretched out his arms and hugged Chen Rong from behind.
He gently stamped a ‘kiss’ on her hair and moved in his throat, trying to say something, but choked. From her piano tone, he seemed to see Chen Rong in Wanqunu, in the eyes of countless pairs of yin yu, looking at himself in a tranquility ready to die at any time.
He hugged her too tightly, so that the sound of the piano was ‘chaotic’, and since it was ‘chaotic’, Chen Rong pressed his hands on the strings and stopped playing.
Suddenly, the earlobe is warm.
However, he gently embraced it, and the low, gentle voice was astringent, "I knew that day when you talked to Ran Min at the Xishan Taoist Temple."
Talk on the Taoist Temple of Xishan?
Chen Rong blinked, a little suspicious.
His "lips" moved down, and a "kiss" was printed on her slender neck pulse. In her trembling, he murmured softly, "You ask me why I came to rescue You... Ah Rong treated me like this, wouldn't Qilang not come?"
Don’t Qilang come?
In just a few words, Chen Rong seems to be drunk. Her eyes circulated, and she couldn't help turning her head.
As soon as she moved, her head was forcibly fixed, making her unable to look back even harder.
He doesn't want her to turn around, she won't turn around. Chen tolerated laughter and endured drunkenness, leaning back into his arms.
At this time, he brushed her face, and her soft lips kissed her. Chen Rong looked up, and the tongue spit out secretly, and the two figures were twined again into one.
The convoy hurried towards Nanyang City.
As we get more and more away from Nanyang City, the official road has become more lively. From time to time, there will be a caravan passing by. Now, you can even see a small team of three or five groups~IndoMTL.com~These people who pass by are naturally Jin people. . . . . . The more "chaotic" the world, the more loyal ministers. Ever since the new city host Moyang and city host Qiyang settled in, more and more passionate men have come here. In their view, the combination of Moyang and Nanyang Qiyang cities into the front line of anti-Hu has fully demonstrated the determination of Chao Ting to fight against Hu. And they have to struggle on the front line.
Among these pedestrians, the team led by Wang Hong is being followed by more and more people. Although there are no family logos on this team, their ‘sophisticated’ stature, restrained murderousness, and ‘sophisticated’ mounts all show their strong fighting power.
So, while the carriage maintained the usual subversive sway of'swing' and'spring' in the past few days, a knight suddenly rushed out and stopped in front of Wang Hong's carriage.
Continue to work hard, and there may be a second one.
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