Xie Wuwang's heart just melted away because of Jiang Nian's hazy and cute appearance.
I felt tearing pain instantly.
"I'm sorry, Jiang Niannian."
He spread his fingers and gently clasped the soft and delicate hand.
With a hoarse voice, he apologized to Jiang Niannian.
The person Xie Wuwang apologized to was Jiang Niannian back then, not Mrs. Xie now.
"If you say that you like Jiang Niannian...then...I will forgive you..." Jiang Niannian softly hooked her arm around the neck of the beloved boy and said in a sweet voice.
"I like Jiang Niannian."
Xie Wuwang didn't hesitate for even half a second.
"I've always liked Jiang Niannian."
He gently touched her eyes, her nose, and her dimples with his thin lips, continuing to express his love for many years.
"Xie Wuwang has only liked Jiang Niannian all his life."
"Even if Jiang Niannian likes someone else, Xie Wuwu still likes Jiang Niannian..."
Salty tears fell on Jiang Nian's lips.
Her slightly tipsy expression was startled.
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
So salty...
It's tears.
"You're crying..." She held the face of the boy she loved dearly. His tears made her so sad, "Don't cry, I will be very good to you..."
Xie Wuwang didn't care about the water droplets in his eyes, he just looked at the little drunk cat in front of him: "I'm so bad, and you still want to be nice to me?"
"I like you, so I just want to be nice to you..." Jiang Nian gently wiped his tears with his fingers, "And you are good-looking, everywhere... I don't want you to cry..."
"Well, if Jiang Niannian doesn't want me to cry, I won't cry." Xie Wuwang's thin lips curved beautifully.
"You are so good like this." Jiang Nian suddenly sighed and pinched the man's face, "Before, you were so annoying, you always made me cry... Why are you so bad..."
Xie Wuwang's heart felt like needles pricking his heart, and he was about to explain.
Jiang Nian didn't give him a chance. She came up and kissed his lips, and said with a smile: "However, I still like you..."
Xie Wuwang squeezed his fingers tightly.
"I don't like others." Jiang Nian pinched his earlobe and whispered: "I wanted to like others, but... I didn't succeed."
Although, she succeeded in not liking Xie Wuwang that much.
But, I can no longer like others.
If you like someone too much, you will be exhausted physically and mentally.
"Jiang Niannian, okay if you don't like other people?" Xie Wuwu stretched out his hand, hugged the little drunk cat into his arms, and prayed in a hoarse voice: "Xie Wuwang will try his best to do his best and never do anything Jiang Niannian hates again, Jiang Niannian ...continue to like Xie Wuwang, okay?"
Jiang thought dizzy, but thought in his heart: Who can refuse such Xie Wuwang?
Anyway, she can't.
"Okay." She rubbed the crook of his neck and closed her eyes, "But I feel so dizzy..."
"I'll press it for you." Xie Wuwang stood up carefully, sat on the sofa, and then rested her head on his lap.
His slender fingers gently placed on her head, pressing it slowly.
Jiang Nian felt that his technique was really good, as if he had learned it before.
She was actually not that dizzy.
"Have you pressed anyone?" she asked.
"Give it to Jiang Niannian." Xie Wuwang looked down at her and smiled softly.
The bottom of his eyes is full of tenderness.
Who can he press?
Only for her would he learn.
"When? Are we...after marriage?" Jiang Nian was not very happy, she didn't even remember.
She felt like another woman had taken away Xie Wuwang from her.
He also gave birth to a son to Xie Wuwang.
Just when Jiang Nian had this thought, he suddenly felt a sharp pain like a needle prick in his head!
"ah!"
She raised her hand to press her eyebrows in pain and screamed.
Xie Wuwang hurriedly released his fingers: "Did I use too much force?"
Jiang Nian shook his head in pain: "No, it's not...it hurts..."
A blurry scene flashed before Jiang Nian's eyes, as if he was just watching a horse.
"I saw... ah... why is she... so strange... Xie Wuwang... Xie Wuwang..." She curled up and muttered nonsense.
In the end, he just shouted Xie Wuwang's name.
"It's okay, I'm here, Jiang Niannian, don't be afraid... I'm here, always..." Xie Wuhua hugged her with trembling fingertips, and kept kissing her sweaty forehead.
Will she think of those painful things sooner or later?
But he didn't want her to think about it.
Those were all too painful for her.
He didn't want her to change back.
He just wants her to be happy and happy.
He was even willing to exchange his own life for...
Jiang Nian finally felt less pain.
She took a slight breath, and said something that made Xie Wuwang's heart tremble.
"Xie Wuwang, do you think I died once?"
Xie Wuwu suddenly hugged her tightly!
The force was so strong that it could almost break her bones.
"Relax, let go!" She raised her hand and punched him a few times, with a ferocious expression.
Xie Wuwang's eyes were red, he relaxed his strength, and buried his head on her neck and shoulder, "Why...you said that?"
"Because I seemed to have seen myself die just now." Jiang Nian became a talkative after drinking.
Anyone who knows her well knows this about her.
And she didn't tell lies even after drinking.
Therefore, except when she was with Sang Feiyu, she would be deliberately persuaded by Sang Feiyu to drink a little.
Other times, she never drank.
"Where is it?" Xie Wuwang closed his eyes and his voice became hoarse.
"In your arms." Jiang Nian touched his heart with lingering fear, "You are holding me...but my heart hurts...I seem to be falling asleep on the bed...and I will die soon."
She just really saw it.
But she didn't know if it was her hallucination or the scene before her death.
it's wired……
Those memories seemed like hers, but they didn't feel like hers.
"No!!!" Xie Wuwang's heart ached as if it was about to burst, and he couldn't help but think of some incredible possibilities.
But he didn't think about it any further.
He just held the woman in his arms firmly and told her and himself: "Jiang Niannian is a lucky star who lives a long life. When he was 10 years old, Xie Wuwu was tied to the fate of the lucky star. Together... Xie Wuwang hasn't died yet, how could Jiang Niannian die?"
"Really?" Jiang Nian murmured softly, feeling sleepy.
She said no more.
Gradually, he leaned in Xie Wuwang's arms and fell asleep.
Xie Wuwang's blood froze, and his black eyes looked at the woman in his arms quietly, with a storm in his heart.
His Jiang Niannian couldn't possibly die.
Impossible to die...
But what if it's true?
The Fu family!
Xie Wuwang's cold eyes flashed with murderous intent!
After a long time, the man's cold white fingers slowly took out a personal mobile phone hidden on his body, and slowly typed out an order.
In a private room at a certain private club, several dignified and stern men's mobile phones rang at the same time.
Several people looked at each other for a moment and took out their mobile phones in unison.
Open that specific group chat.
When they saw the order above clearly, they raised their lips in unison - good, here comes the work!
