Cheng Qingfeng was beaten and turned his head away. The muscles on his face twitched slightly and finally spoke.

"I'm so awake that I can indulge you to be ungrateful."

He seemed to be in a thick blood color, and seemed to be immersed in the complete ink color. He couldn't see all this clearly, and he only subconsciously wanted to vent.

The accumulated anger and hatred burned everything. He didn't want to think about anything, but just wanted to vent his instinct!

Why can't the woman he cherishes and holds in his palms so much?

Some kind of warm liquid dripped on his forehead and his face, like a drizzle of spring night, beating indifferently, awakening the land that had been hungry and cold for a long time.

Cheng Qingfeng suddenly woke up like this.

The eyes are filled with beautiful nephrite of my girlfriend. Going up, the face that is always arrogant and beautiful is covered with tears.

At this moment, it was surging out in large numbers, with huge sadness and gloom in his eyes.

It was like a gentle lancet, inserted straight into Cheng Qingfeng's heart.

She was in a messy dress, with signs of being treated rudely between her arms and neck, and she lost her spirit, as if she was cruelly hurt by the most important person.

What did he do?

Cheng Qingfeng slapped himself with a backhand, got off Jiang Nuan, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Nuannuan, I'm sorry."

Jiang Nuan didn't respond, her eyes were straight, and shed tears without any focus.

Cheng Qingfeng was panicked and wrapped the person up and hugged him, "Nannuan, Nuannuan, Nuannuan, I'm Qingfeng."

"Qingfeng?"

After a while, she finally spoke, her eyes turned and looked at him.

Just when Cheng Qingfeng felt a little relieved, she just heard her say.

"No, you are not Qingfeng. My Qingfeng likes me the most and will never hurt me. You are not, you are not my Qingfeng..."

She shook her head while saying that, and her tears couldn't stop falling, as if she had to accept the fact that her lover had hurt her. Finally, she burst into tears with a "wow" and tried hard to resist him and push him away with both hands.

"You definitely don't... it's not my breeze. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

She cried so hard.

It seems that an ignorant child is loved by ordinary people, but suddenly one day he is greatly wronged and wronged and hurt. The sadness that is so sensational to the whole world knows.

Cheng Qingfeng's heart seemed to be soaked in bitter water full of regret. He shouldn't question Nuannuan. She liked him so much that there was no one in this world who liked him better than her.

How did the parents and brothers in blood treat him, and how did Nuannuan treat him?

Cheng Qingfeng hugged the person tightly in his arms, feeling her trembling body, and the suffocation of his heartache made a red look at the end of his eyes.

"Nannuan, I am your breeze. Don't be afraid, your breeze is back."

Somewhere on his chest seemed to be just clenched by an invisible hand, and he even felt a strong feeling of self-loathing.

Jiang Nuan did not give him the opportunity to think. He used all his strength to resist and struggle, and his body language expressed his resistance to him. This was something Cheng Qingfeng could not accept. His emotions that had just been relieved were ignited again in an instant.

The two of them were tug at the middle of the night, and Jiang Nuan was finally extremely tired and fell asleep crying.

Only Cheng Qingfeng was left, facing the cold room.

The casserole porridge in the restaurant was completely cold. He remembered Nuannuan smiling and wanted to lead him to drink the porridge.

She made it by herself.

The young lady who has never touched her heart's water will go to make porridge one day. When she was learning these, was she thinking about making a breeze for her?

Thinking of what I just saw, her burning fingers.

Cheng Qingfeng picked up the spoon and ate all the porridge in one bite. It turned cold and had a fishy smell.

He hadn't had a good meal for a long time and had suddenly eaten so much food that had already been cold, so his stomach couldn't stand it.

He went to the bathroom and vomited clean.

The spasm of his stomach forced him to shed tears, and his body felt uncomfortable, and he felt a little more psychologically.

This is Nuannuan’s new home. Without looking at it, he can even clearly know where her items are placed. Everything about Jiang Nuan is in his control.

Cheng Qingfeng walked back to the room and opened the drawer under the dressing table, where there was a black notepad lying quietly.

His fingers trembled and turned open.

"The first day Qingfeng left, I miss him."

"I wonder if Qingfeng has had a good meal outside. His stomach is bad and it always hurts. That young man is not a good person at first glance. What if he is not good to Qingfeng?"

"My Qingfeng, come back soon. I miss you a little. Just a little bit."
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