Chapter 172 Miss Jiao from the Republic of China: Hug the evil second brother (62)

He looked at the child holding Jiaoyang's hand next to him and was stunned for a moment: "Jiaoyang, you."

Jiaoyang glanced at it and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Sheng Zheng was silent for a while, then came to her, took her hand and left: "It's dangerous outside, get out of here first."

Jiaoyang was pulled by him for a few steps, then she turned to look at him and smiled. Thinking about the three young masters of the Sheng family, each of them had really different personalities.

She shook off Sheng Zheng's hand, "What if I say, I don't want to go with you?"

The little boy who was left behind just now also started crying. This man wanted to take away his sister at any disagreement: "Bad brother, bad brother!" he kept shouting.

Sheng Zheng rubbed his brows and finally sighed helplessly. No matter what he did outside, he always had nothing to do when facing her:

"I was wrong before, it's all my fault. You can punish me however you want. But you come with me first, okay?" There was only begging in his eyes.

Now Sheng Zheng feels regretful in his heart. If he had known that she was not his sister, why would they go around in circles? Maybe he shouldn't take into account that obstacle, but this is what he thinks now. If it were in the past, he might still do it if he didn't know the truth.

make the same decision.

But her current situation is really dangerous.

Jiaoyang smiled brightly: "What if I won't go with you no matter what?"

"Jiaoyang."

"You obviously said it yourself, if I weren't your sister, you wouldn't say you love me, you wouldn't even care about me at all, right?"

The corners of her mouth were full of malice.

"Now that you know, I'm not your sister, why are you still looking for me? Wouldn't it be nice to let me die outside? Or you know that I might be dying, so you came here to say a few words in a false way

talk?"

"Jiaoyang!"

Sheng Zheng's eyes widened instantly. He was not a superstitious person. But now that he heard Jiao Yang talking like this, talking about death and immortality without any scruples, his heart really hurt.

He ignored her resistance and held her in his arms, feeling her body against his chest again. His heart felt full and satisfied like never before.

"I have always resented and resented God. There are so many women in the world, why did they let me fall in love with my sister?"

His thin lips brushed against her cheek, his low voice sounded, and his eyes were full of infatuation.

"But now, I suddenly feel grateful to God for allowing you to meet me as Sheng Jiaoyang, and now for giving me such a delusion, so that I can continue to love you unscrupulously in the rest of my life."

Jiaoyang giggled in his arms: "But, what's the point? Sheng Zheng. I have no interest in you a long time ago, Sheng Zheng."

Sheng Zheng's body trembled, and deep sorrow filled his chest. Yes, the words she said that day have been lingering deeply in his mind, almost becoming a lingering nightmare.

He was miserable and upset.

In the end, Sheng Zheng just smiled, and his smile was enough to confuse all sentient beings. He seemed not to care, but the pain in those fox eyes could not deceive anyone.

"If you no longer have interests, you can still cultivate them slowly."

"It can't be cultivated." Jiaoyang blinked and looked at him innocently.

"If you don't try, how will you know if you can't cultivate it?"

Sheng Zheng lowered his head, leaned over and kissed her lips, going in bit by bit, his eyelashes trembling slightly, entangled with her, lingering and pathos.
Chapter completed!