Chapter 92 Crazy Possession
"So what if I get married and have children? Does it have anything to do with you?"
He curled his lips, almost sarcastically.
Xu Ningjun bit his lip and said, "I'm sorry, I had no choice but to leave that year. I can explain."
"What excuse can you give for leaving so suddenly? There was no news for four years, and now you're back......"
Xu Ningjun was wearing high heels and her feet were a little sore. She just moved in Cheng Chuan's arms.
He suddenly grabbed her hand, his black eyes were panicked for a moment, and his hands were trembling so much that Xu Ningjun could clearly feel his fear.
"Where are you going?"
The scarlet in his eyes spread, and he stared at her, his dark pupils trembling.
After a long time, his forced rationality seemed to collapse, and he leaned his head against her shoulder.
He didn't mean that, so she could ask if she wanted to. He was not married and had no children.
He was very obedient and just waited for her without doing anything.
Don't abandon him again.
Xu Ningjun was stunned by the feeling of coldness and dampness on his shoulder.
It was the first time she saw Cheng Chuan cry.
first.
No matter whether they were cut into a bloody mess by a sickle, bullied, exhausted to the point of being unable to straighten their backs, or suppressed countless times.
A resolute young man always has a straight spine, is unyielding and fearless.
He held her tightly, at a loss, as if afraid that she would run away. His breathing was clear in his ears.
His heart ached, and Xu Ningjun kept shaking his head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Chuanchuan. I had to leave then, but now I won't leave, and I won't leave again, really."
She raised her hands to hug him and touched the back of his head, like comforting a poor puppy.
He used to stutter when he spoke long sentences, but now he doesn't stutter at all.
In four years, some things have changed.
Xu Ningjun said in a muffled voice, "I love you."
Even though he might not believe it, she still wanted to tell him.
She loved him, loved him dearly.
"ha."
Cheng Chuan laughed so hard that he lowered his head. He just thought this sentence was too ridiculous.
She didn't tell him anything!
At first, I despised him for not being able to help, and he was the only one foolishly fantasizing about the future.
Without knowing anything, he thought he was working hard for both of them, hoping that one day he would be able to protect her from the wind and rain.
For so many years, I was passively loved by her, passively loved her, and passively abandoned. Now she is here again.
She said she had her own reasons, that she had no other choice, that she was doing it out of excuses, that she loved him......
The moment he saw her, he felt as if he had been hit from behind with a club, and his whole body was cold.
Over the years, he had thought he saw her countless times.
In the end, it's just someone with a similar back, whom I keep looking at.
Cheng Chuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, grabbed Xu Ningjun's wrist and pulled her out.
It was just time to get off work, and the employees outside looked at each other in surprise.
Mr. Cheng, and...Ms. Xu Ningjun?!
What's going on?
The sound coming from the room just now seemed a little strange...
"Cheng, Chuan."
The man controlled her with absolute power, dragged her out of the car, and opened the door to his house.
Xu Ningjun looked around and found that his house was pretty much the same as she had imagined.
After all, she bought the house next door to his, with the exact same layout.
The house was simply decorated. Before she had time to take a closer look, he put his arms around her waist and kissed her, then stumbled backwards with her and bumped into the wall behind them.
"Cheng, Cheng Chuan............."
Cheng Chuan was demanding more from her than he wanted, and he had only one idea in mind: to take her home.
She felt like she would be safe at home, and she wouldn't be able to run away once she got home.
There's no way to escape anymore.
"Kawakawa."
The little man in his arms struggled slightly, and he frowned slightly.
He picked her up, put his hands under her buttocks, and strode into the room.
Falling onto the soft mattress, Xu Ningjun groaned softly before realizing, "Is this my room?"
The wallpaper was pink embossed with a bluebell pattern, and the curtains were pink with layers of white lace.
The bed screen and desk are both white, and the whole room is in white and pink tones.
He bit her neck lightly without reacting, but there was a hint of anticipation in his dark eyes.
He slowed down his movements, like a child waiting to be praised, and deliberately entered the room to show her.
Xu Ningjun pursed his lips. He was almost thirty years old, yet so childish.
This pink decoration style is not her style.
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