Chen Chen didn't blame her for calling that person's name, he just blamed himself for not protecting her well.
He stepped down to the ground first, put Luo Xi's hands on his shoulders, wrapped his hands around her legs, and carried her on his back.
"Xixi, are you okay?"
Luo Xi buried herself in his neck, holding back her tears, and managed to speak with a clear voice, "Yeah".
"Then hold on tight to me and don't fall."
Luo Xi rubbed his shoulder and nodded.
Chen Chen's steps were steady and firm, and a figure flashed out of the corner of the control room.
The man looked at the woman lying obediently on someone else's shoulder with deep eyes.
Luo Xi, if you choose him in the end, you must let him carry you for the rest of your life.
Back at the hotel, Chen Chen gently laid Luo Xi on the bed, wiped away the tears on her face, and helped her take off her shoes.
"Xixi, don't be sad."
Luo Xi's eyelids opened slightly, and she was filled with guilt after hearing that he didn't say a word of blame.
"Chen Chen, actually I just wanted to ask him by calling him."
"Xixi, you don't need to explain this to me.
I said I don't care.
What I care about is whether you are still willing to marry me now."
Chen Chen was a little unsure.
After all, the kiss they had when the Ferris wheel stopped at the highest point was not completed.
After all, they only completed the first half of the story about the Ferris Wheel.
"Yes."
Luo Xi's voice was very soft, fearing that he could not hear clearly, so he repeated in a louder voice, "I am willing."
Chen Chen was so moved by her two words of willingness that he was speechless and just held her hands in his palms.
"Xixi, I will definitely take good care of you."
Chen Chen held it in for a long time and solemnly promised.
Luo Xi gave him a sweet smile.
Chen Chen, thank you Thank you for being willing to stay with me after seeing my stains a few days later Jingrui Palace.
Jian Qing and Jing Mohao were sitting in the living room discussing how to deal with the Forbidden City, when they saw Ling Feng walking in with a dry face, sitting on the sofa, lighting up a cigarette, and smoking alone.
Jing Mohao and Jian Qing looked at each other, and Jian Qing said, "What are you doing here?"
Ling Feng had a stern look on his face.
He didn't argue with him, let alone yell.
He just breathed in and out uncharacteristically.
He didn't want to say it, so Jian Qing simply didn't ask.
She and Jing Mohao had a tacit understanding and just left him alone and continued the topic.
Before he could say a few words, a bright yellow sports car stopped at the door, and a petite and bright figure jumped out of the car and rushed into the house.
He went up and pulled the cigarette butt from Ling Feng's hand and threw it on the ground.
Ling Feng didn't raise his head and bent down to pick it up.
Murong Yu stepped on it directly and crushed the cigarette butt with her pointed high heels.
Neither of them spoke, and they were just having a cold war face to face, which made both Jing Mohao and Jian Qing feel embarrassed.
Jian Qing couldn't hold it in anymore, so she turned on the old peacemaking mode first, "Xiaoyu, don't stand here.
Come, sit down and talk if you have something to say."
"No need," Murong Yu stared straight at Ling Feng with spikes all over his body, "I'll see where else he wants to hide for me."
"Madman, what's going on?"
Jian Qing looked at Ling Feng.
"Take care of yourself first."
Ling Feng replied in a low voice.
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Jing Mohao glanced at Jian Qing, "What's wrong with you?"
"I" Jian Qing was stunned for a moment and quickly ran away, "What can I do?"
He is neither in love nor out of love.
Everything was over before it even started, what could happen to him?
Jing Mohao didn't need to say it himself, he could tell just by looking at his expression.
He snorted coldly, raised his legs and stood up, ready to leave
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