Chapter 113 Heart-to-heart

"...I finally found you."

Hearing the sound of day and night thinking, Anjoya pushed away the hair blocking her face, and suddenly felt wet in her eyes. She wanted to cry.

Why did he appear here? She thought he would hide from her all his life...

Slowly turned his head and looked at the familiar figure who stood proudly like a god with light on his back, like the first time they met in the moonlight, and he was flying with a long sword and black hair in the snow.

Huo Yang didn't know Feng Weiqing. Seeing that he suddenly appeared in front of him and had a serious face, he thought that he had any bad intentions for the stupid woman he brought out. At that moment, he flashed in front of An Qiaoya and grined his sharp teeth and laughed at him, "Who are you? Don't let you come any closer!"

"..." Feng Weiqing did not pay attention to the figure posing as an attack, and continued to take two steps forward with his long feet. During this period, his eyes had never left An Qiaoya's face, and his quiet eyes fixed on her.

He is still him. Every time he faces his own heart, his heart still beats uncontrollably, but... He also said it that day. He had already lived with another woman in his heart, and they... could not be together at all...

In this case, he should not have seen each other again. Why did he suddenly appear in front of him and look for her for a long time? Are you going to continue to play with her? No, she won't give him a chance to hurt her anymore. Since it's completely broken, the feeling that his heart is almost broken and can't be found is still very clear and unforgettable.

An Qiaoya withdrew his eyes from him and straightened his face and continued to stare at the starry sky. He said sarcastically, "Has the owner of Feng Shaobao come to the wrong place to find the wrong person?"

Feng Weiqing's footsteps stopped when he was two steps away from her. He didn't say anything special when he heard Anjoa's words. He just bent his left foot and squatted next to An Joya, "Come back with me."

"Go back with you?!" What the hell is he talking about! After rejecting her intention and humiliating her, did you come to ask her to go back with him? Go to hell!

An Qiaoya turned her head angrily, and her angry apricot eyes were stunned after touching his deep dark eyes that stared at her silently, but then she opened her eyes, "Joke, this is my home. Why should I go back with you?"

"Your home?" The deep voice was slightly surprised. It turned out that she really had an extraordinary relationship with the An family.

"What?" A woman raised her tone and shouted, "I'm not lying. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone at will..."

"I believe it." Without waiting for An Qiaoya to finish speaking, Feng Weiqing answered first. His eyes were as deep as a lake, rippled with soft waves, and his thin lips lifted slightly and said in a positive tone again, "I believe you."

"Ga?!" For the first time, she was trusted so unconditionally. Although she didn't know whether he was true or false, the word 'I believe you', which was as strong as an earthquake, still caused a big whirlwind in her heart. To be honest, she is now bubbling with joy in her heart.

Well, she admits that she is a very unprincipled woman, really! Obviously, she just wanted to break with others completely, but now she regains confidence in him because of his belief. Well, she despises herself and seriously despises herself!

"Hey, I said woman," the neglected fire finally heard a clue from the conversation between the two. It flapped its wings and fell to Anjoa's left cheek, raised its right paw and patted her hair. "Do you know this tall man?" It raised its cat's face and looked at Feng Weiqing and motioned.

"I don't know." An Qiaoya denied it without thinking about it, "I don't know where the little thief came from. When I go back, I have to ask my eldest brother to strengthen the guards in the house."

"So that's it, meow~" Hearing An Qiaoya's words, Huo Yang also knew that there would be no result if she asked any more questions. She simply stretched out her hairy claws and licked them a few times and squinted to enjoy the comfortable massage brought by the meat pads under her feet.

And An Qiaoya didn't bother to continue to follow Weiqing. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her heart again. Therefore, the atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a moment. Everyone did not speak and did their own things silently. Huo Yang continued to wash his face. An Qiaoya continued to pretend to count the stars in the sky carelessly, and Feng Weiqi--

"...I'm sorry." Sitting aside in a bent leg position, Feng Weiqing also followed Xue'an Qiaoya to look at the starry sky, but he opened his mouth first.

"..." Anjoya's face is damned. What did he just say? Sorry? Sorry!!!

"Did I hear you correctly?" Although he was so happy, he still poached his ears with his hands. Anjoya looked at Huo Yang with her teeth and pretended to be puzzled. "Just now, the owner of the proud Fengbao Shaobao actually said sorry. What a miracle."

Huo Yang stopped washing her face, looked up slowly, and squinted at An Qiaoya. After a long time, she spit out a sentence, "Don't say this to me. All I know is a handsome and charming unicorn. I won't answer you any other questions." After saying that, he nodded, "Yes, that's right, that's it."

"..." Anjoya's embarrassing rz.

"But for the sake of knowing each other, I can answer you as an exception," Ignoring An Qiaoya's black line, a Kirin then shook his head and pretended to be mature. "You really heard it right just now. He should be apologizing to you." Finally, I would like to add, "Because there is no one else here."

"..." Anjoya continued to be embarrassing rz, and she was about to be thundered to death by the kitten who claimed to be a fire unicorn.

(A young man looked surprised: Yo, this kitten... Kirin really speaks to me. Well, it's good. It's really talented. Huo Yang wiped her beard and shook her head to the sky: Don't be infatuated with brother, brother is just a legend...)

As if he didn't hear An Qiaoya's sarcasm and didn't pay attention to a kitten's sudden nerve line. Feng Weiqing stretched his hands up behind his head and continued to say, "I'm just a martial artist. Miss Meng An's wrong love. Feng is very grateful, but..."

"But you already have someone you like, don't you?" A glimmer of hope that had just risen in my heart was suddenly blown away, and replaced by boiling anger. Anjoya suddenly propped up her upper body and said coldly, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who will hang myself on a tree, and I'm sure that you have no feeling anything about Mr. Feng now. Don't worry. I won't want to destroy your relationship with the girl you like!"

"Miss An misunderstood..." Feng Weiqing knew that An Qiaoya had directly misinterpreted her intention. He quickly sat up to explain, but An Qiaoya did not give him this opportunity at all. Now she has been given reason by jealousy. Burned up.

"I don't want to hear your explanation," Anchoya, who got up from the ground, resolutely turned his back to Feng Weiqing, gritted his teeth and said, "Your explanation should be left to your love."

There was another burst of stuffiness in her chest. An Qiaoya covered her chest with one hand, and her vision suddenly blurred. It turned out that... It's still the old saying... He only likes the woman he has been waiting for for a long time...

She was lucky enough to say that he really wanted to find her, but he didn't expect...

She is really stupid. If only she hadn't met him at the beginning. If... If her heart had chosen Third Brother or Thunder at the beginning, wouldn't it be a happy thing?

Looking at what happened suddenly, it was strange. Why did it turn out in the moment when we had just talked well? Fanning its wings, it slowly flew to Anjoya and was almost scared after seeing the tears falling from her eyes. "Hey, are you...are you all right?"

"..." Anchoya sucked his nose and looked at it, and tears fell down in a series.

Huo Yang immediately panicked. Thinking that it was not afraid of anything, it was afraid of women's tears. It didn't know how to deal with it.

"Hey, don't cry...you...ah!" The rest of the words were forced back to the stomach because An Joya suddenly reached out and pinched its top melon skin.

Taking Huo Yang into her arms and hugging her tightly, An Qiaoya straightened her back and forced herself to say in a calm and frightening voice,

"Please go back. After all, this Anfu is a private place. If Mr. Feng is a righteous visit, I have no right to ask. However, if you sneak in, please leave quickly."

Feng Weiqing stood up and looked at An Qiaoya's little body, which trembled because of cold or anger. His eyes were both complicated and self-blaming.

It's not that he doesn't understand her heart, that he has been shouting in his heart that he wants to break through the imprisonment, or that he doesn't understand that he has been attracted to her from beginning to end. Her stubbornness, her pretending to be indifferent, her smiling eyes as bright as the crescent moon in the sky, and her careless but extremely careless The personality of love.

But all this is suppressed by himself. Even if there has always been a voice scolding his stupidity in his heart, he still stubbornly insists that the only person he loves deeply in his life will be no one but Xuemei...

After waiting for a long time, she couldn't wait for his follow-up. An Qiaoya actually wanted to turn her head to see what he was doing, but the natural arrogance in her bones made her resist and wiped her tears and nose with her dirty sleeves. She said coldly, "Well, since Mr. Feng is not going to leave, I won't accompany you. ." I will never see you again!

Gritting her teeth, An Qiaoya forced herself to walk forward. She didn't know where it was or how to find her original room, but she couldn't continue to stay. She was afraid that she would cry, and her arrogant self-esteem would not allow her to do so, even if she was eliminated. , she also has to raise her head and step down confidently!

Should we just let her go?

Feng Weiqing looked at An Qiaoya's stiff back and staggering pace, and his heart was full of pity and reluctance and was about to squeeze his chest.

"... Don't always live in the past. Forget those things that are not worthwhile early. You still need to grasp the time to grasp it, so as not to regret for a lifetime." On the day he entered Tiandu City, Elder Mo's earnest words sounded in his heart again.

A lifetime of regret...

He clenched his fist with his right hand, and Feng Wei lowered his head. The wind blew a wisp of hair that fell on his forehead and stroked his face, as if gently reminding him to seize the opportunity and not to wait until he lost it to suffer.

Maybe he should learn to let it go. Learn to get out of that shadow and... face your feelings frankly.

Yes, he likes her. He likes Anjoya, a stubborn stupid woman, just as she likes herself, maybe even more.

When my mind moved, the shackle that had been stuck in my chest for many years also broke into a few pieces in an instant, and I was free...

The corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and Feng Weiqing looked at the petite figure whose shoulders were still shaking violently when he had walked to the arch, and jumped up--

Anjoa, who was lowering her head and crying to death, mourned that she was really a peach blossom resentful person, suddenly hit a meat wall. Before she could raise her head and look up, a pair of powerful iron arms had wrapped around her waist and locked her tightly in her arms.

"I like you from the beginning." The low voice with excessive magnetism whispered in her ear, "I like it very much, I like it very much."

"..." A thunder on a sunny day!

Anjo Adam's field was stunned.

And fiery... A cat stuck between the two twisted its face miserably, and it was about to be squeezed into a cat...