Chapter 114 Confession of Love

"What...did you just say?"

He was pressed in his arms by Feng Weiqing, his face was close to his chest, and his strong heartbeat was heard in his ears. An Qiaoya's face floated two rare blushes, and his brain was even more confused. He thought, it was over, and he had hallucinations again.

"Cough, you heard." When asked by her, Feng Weiqing was not much better. If it hadn't been too dark, An Qiaoya could completely see the abnormal red tide behind his ear. Just now, he couldn't help it. Now that he has calmed down, how could he still say it?

"Don't think I'll say it again." It's humiliating enough to say it again. It's easier for him to say it again than to kill him.

An Qiaoya broke her head from his arms and looked up at him. Although she had tried her best to control her emotions and not want Feng Weiqing to find herself very excited, the corners of her mouth that had been bending up still revealed her thoughts.

"Okay, I heard it, but I can't hear it clearly. Can't you really say it again? Just once?" Anjoa stretched out his index finger and shook it in front of him, and his eyes were full of expectation and grabbed his arm. "Really, it's good again."

A woman can never give in at this time, saying that she is stubborn, but that's the truth. It was hard to wait for this sentence. She couldn't let him escape any more.

"..." I felt that my face was hot. Feng Weiqing cleared his throat, but he didn't dare to say anything, and even began to turn his face to other places.

"Say it, once, once, really just once!"

"...cough" Feng Weiqing covered his mouth with his hand and coughed gently. He awkwardly turned his face away and dared not look at Anjoya's eager eyes. "You heard it."

The implication is: Again? No-can-can.

"Can't do it once? Even if I can leave this world immediately?" Even if he was rejected, Anchoya still refused to give up. The little luck in his heart has always existed, hoping... He is really willing to put down his body for her - in fact, there is no one else here. Even if he says it again, it doesn't matter whether he is ashamed or not, right?

"Cough..." Feng Weiqing continued to pretend to cough and want to muddle through. "It's very late. I'll send you back first. Everyone is looking for you..."

"Well, in the end, are you coaxing me?" His face suddenly changed and he couldn't get the answer he wanted. An Qiaoya suddenly showed a ferocious face, and also broke away from Feng Weiqing's arms. He stepped back a few steps, put his hands on his waist and pointed to Feng Weiqing, "Feng Weiqing, you big liar!" If you don't eat the soft one, it seems that it won't be hard!

"Huhu..." The fire, who got breathing space because of An Qiaoya's retreat, quickly jumped down from her hand, hugged her head and shook it vigorously, trying to wake up her dizzy mind, my God! Are the two of them trying to murder Kirin? Suffo it to death!

After getting rid of the feeling of dizziness, Huo Yang immediately retreated and looked back and forth at the two people who were a few meters away from each other. What's the matter? Didn't you hug sweetly together just now? Why did it change in the blink of an eye as if the two had a deep hatred? Look at the angry face of that stupid woman. Tut, it's really a woman's heart.

"No, I..." Knowing that she would be wrong again, Feng Weiqing raised his eyebrows, but as long as he took a step forward, Anchoya took a step back. There was nothing he could do. Feng Weiqing could only stop, "Listen to me."

"No-Listen!" Angioya covered her ears angrily. In the past, she would definitely despise the person who did this action, but now... Humph! Don't think that women are easy to fool. She will never give up if she can't get the answer today. Whether she was lying to her just now or sincerely, she must figure it out.

"I don't know why you came here today, and I don't know why you came to lie to me. You obviously said that you have someone you like, but you just said you like me! What do you think you want to do with the fact that I like you? You are so despicable! I look down on you!" Ann Joa is basically a little desperate now.

"..." Hearing Angioya's words, Feng Weiqing was stunned for a moment, but then smiled bitterly and even put back the hand that wanted to reach out to Angioya. "Yes, you should look down on me..."

It was because he couldn't figure out who his heart was facing, so he repeatedly rejected her and made her lose confidence in herself, which could only be blamed on himself.

Feng Wei lowered his head gloomyly and was motionless, but the remorse emanating from his whole body gradually permeated the whole backyard. Even Huo Yang couldn't help wrinkled his face and jumped back several steps to the wall.

And Anjoya saw that he didn't speak and continued to walk towards himself. For a moment, he really wanted to surrender and wanted to put down the so-called reality of face, even if he lied to her, as long as he could make a vigorous love with him...

However, her hands, which were bent and hidden under her sleeves, clenched into fists. She can't bow her head now, and she can't show goodwill now. On the long road of love, whoever bows her head first will lose.

"Well, why do you think that Feng is as stupid as wood and so impruous? Just say it again!"

The girl in green, who had been hiding in the dark to observe, climbed the flower branches and looked anxiously at a pair of silent men and women standing far away. "I obviously like my sister very much. Why are you so hard-mouthed? I won't die again."

"You little girls are in trouble. If you like it, you like it. Love is true only when you put it in your heart. Which of you really love" that you say the word "love every day?" The white-haired old man in red has sat on the ground cross-legged, untied the wine gourd at his waist, and drank it.

"At least you have to show it. He has been rotting in his heart, who knows." The girl in green wrinkled her nose and complained, "I can't see that the man surnamed Feng was so cruel at the beginning, but he was so bastard in this life. She didn't dare to say such a simple sentence to her sister again. I despise him."

"Well, why didn't anyone wake him up?" With that, the girl in green glanced at the old man in red intentionally or unintentionally.

"Wh! Don't look at me, I'll explain first." Seeing that the girl was always staring at herself, the old man put down the wine gourd and stepped back a few steps with a frightened face. "Don't come to me. I haven't lived enough, old man. Who dares to provoke that devil?"

"But you clearly promised to help, and he hasn't woken up yet..."

"No need to say, I'd rather go back and punish the boss than provoke the devil. Go to yourself." The old man waved his hand, indicating that he did not dare to twist the tiger's beard.

"...I dare not go..." After a long silence, the girl in green said, "Although he hasn't woken up yet, his aura has been saturated, and I dare not approach him at all." It is difficult to connect with him even within ten steps. In case the breath on her evokes his bad memories of his previous life, it is estimated that all the moving things around here will be torn in half by him, who is in a semi-awaken state, and she will definitely be the first unlucky person he used to practice tearing skills.

"Let them take its course." He has the ability to find someone to release the wind demon from the Jiuyou hell and reincarnate, but he has no ability or the courage to control him. The only one who can calm him down is An Qiaoya, who was reincarnated as a Mo Lian fairy he loved deeply in his last life.

"Didn't you promise to find a good marriage for your sister? Why did you bring him to the line?" The girl in green squatted down and put her hands on her knees and looked at the old man who had been drinking. "Have you forgotten that he was locked in Jiuyou Hell by the great order above? Will there be any problem with getting him out and her sister now?" Although I don't doubt the man's feelings for his sister, if he finds his trace and pulls him away for thousands of years, won't the sister cry to death?

"I don't know. Obviously, I'm going to find a trace of soul left by Ziwei Xingjun in Jiuyou. Who knows that ** mistakenly led the wind demon out..."

If it hadn't been for the time when Anjoa was kidnapped by the flower butterfly, the old man would have read a spell in Fengwei's ear overnight in order to give them two opportunities, but he almost cut off his neck because half of the wind demons awakened by his own fairy spirit. At that time, he knew that he had accidentally released the cruel and tyrannical demon.

"I hope Mo Lian Fairy can suppress him forever..." However, he has been unable to figure out why he clearly saw the soul of Ziwei Xingjun at the beginning, but when Shi Shenshui spilled down, it would be a wind demon?

When the fairy in green continued to observe the man and woman outside, the old man in red poured a big sip of wine, shook his head and sighed, "Is it really God's will? Alas."

Wait and wait, endure and endure.

But he couldn't wait for the man to move further. Angioya took a deep breath and almost blew up.

Okay, okay, you don't say that, do you? Feng Weiqing, you have guts!

The emotion and joy just now have been forgotten, and now the girl has nothing but burning anger in her mind.

"Wind-Wei-Ying!!!" Holding her hands tightly, An Qiaoya smiled ferociously, "How dare you continue to pretend to be stupid for me again!"

"..." Suddenly, he was named and found that An Qiaoya was talking to himself. Feng Weiqing raised his head and looked at her with surprise. A trace of surprise flashed in his black eyes, but he still said nothing.

"I'll give you one last chance now, don't you say? Huh?" If you lose, you will lose. If you lose, you will lose. If you are cheated, you will be cheated. Anyway, this is not the first time. Anyway... Anyway, she just doesn't have a man's love!

Since that's the case, forget it. When Thunder fixes the navigation device, he won't continue to stay. Let's remember the days with him in the future, even if he doesn't treat her sincerely... She also admits that as long as he is willing to say that he likes her again now, then--

Girl, she is willing to be cheated by him! Even those who can't get his heart can barely get him. She doesn't mind! Really... I don't mind...

Tears fell so uncontrollably, and all the humiliations she had suffered before came to her heart, so that she couldn't forget it. Why? Why doesn't God give her a person who really loves her? Over the years, watching the people around her become pairs, but she has always been alone to celebrate Valentine's Christmas... She has long been bored and tired of it. She is also longing for a hug that can make her rely on her when she is sad and helpless, and hopes that someone can accompany her to cry and laugh with her when she is happy, and live this life with her. Is it? Isn't such a wish allowed? Why is God so unfair?

"If you're not going to say and don't plan to leave here, then... I'll go." Seeing that he was still standing still like a piece of wood, without any intention of coming over or opening his mouth, Anjoya pulled up a smile that was worse than crying, trembling but tried to pretend to be calm and said, "It's nice to meet you, but it's only today. I hope that from then on... I will never see you again." Because she was afraid that she would hurt again when she saw him.

"There will be no future." The corners of his mouth trembled a few times, stretched out his dirty sleeves to wipe away the tears on his face, straightened his shoulders, and said gently, and then turned around and left decisively. As for Feng Weiqing... When she returns to the original world, she will bury him in the depths of her memory as a good memory of her early childhood.

"Alas..." Looking at An Qiaoya leaving, Feng Weiqing sighed as if he had woken up.

I thought I had let go, but I didn't expect that I still stuck to old ideas and couldn't break free. Obviously, I have loved her so much that I can't extricate myself, but I should never hinder the man's face and refuse to say sweet words.

"Don't go." After a few steps, he took An Qiaoya's hand, and Feng Weiqing turned her around and hugged her arms, with one hand on her waist and the other supporting the back of her head to let her lean against her chest.

"I'm sorry."

This is the second time he said sorry to her today, but the reason is different. The first time is that he refuses her love, and the second time is because he refuses to confess to her again.

"Woo..." It seemed that the drowning man suddenly found a life-saving driftwood. Anjo Adam put his hands around Feng Weiqing's thin waist and pressed his face tightly to his heart. His shoulders trembled violently. Tears fell down as if he had found a place to vent, and wet the clothes on Feng Weiqing's chest. A large area.

"Don't cry..." The hand behind her head naturally stroked her soft and smooth black hair. Feng Wei lowered his head, put his chin on Anjoa's heart, and gently coaxed, "It's my fault. I'll tell you now and tell you clearly, okay?"

"Well..." Fearing that he would see his tearful face, he had to bury his face in his chest and dare not raise it. Anchoya nodded vigorously.

It's rare that the corners of Feng Weiqing's mouth, which he hasn't moved much, have magically bent again, and there is a tendency to go up. "I like An Gioa, I like it very much, and I've been 'secretly' since very early."

She lowered her voice and said jokingly. Feng Weiqing seemed to remember what she looked like when she saw An Qiaoya for the first time. At that time, it was the Flower Festival in Xing'an Town. She hit him and only looked straight at him drooling like a little girl. Maybe she didn't find that her butterfly mask was actually falling down. It has been tilted to one side, and he also saw her face. The second time he saw her, when she was almost hit by the butterfly**, he didn't think so much. At that time, he was just very unhappy to see the butterfly. Then, in just one day, they actually bumped into her in the thunderous old nest, which was the reason why he rescued her at the beginning. At that time, she Without crying, he stretched out his hand and calmly asked for help from their group of people who didn't know good or bad, which had aroused his curiosity. In the subsequent relationship, he found that he always had a feeling of indescribable to her, as if he was heartache and gratified as if he had finally found what that belonged to him. But soon he suppressed this feeling, just to keep the oath that he only loved Xuemei all his life. Even when he knew that she had the same feelings for herself, he cruelly rejected her.

But now it's different. Anyway, Xuemei has also found her own happiness, and he has no need to disturb her again. Honest face the 'she' in her heart is the most important thing now.

"...how early?"

Anjoya suddenly asked sullenly and sucked the runny nose that almost dripped down.

"Ha..." Feng Weiqing laughed softly and patted her head with a thick and slender palm. "It's very early, and I can't explain it myself... Maybe it's the first time we've met." Maybe he had been captured by the little girl she looked at him directly at that time.

"Well...that's really early." If he hadn't told a lie, Anjoya thought that he would still stay in other people's arms and refuse to come out.

"But didn't you tell me that you already have a good one?" I also received the silk handkerchief embroidered with snow lotus given by others. Anjoya thought jealously that if she saw the silk handkerchief again one day, she would throw it into the stove and burn it. Her possessiveness is very strong, and she will never share it with others.

"Before I met you, I always thought she would be the only person I loved in my life." His chin rubbed on her hair, and Feng Weiqing hugged her waist. "I would refuse you before because I didn't know whether I loved you or her at that time."

"So do you figure it out now?" Unable to stand it any longer, An Qiaoya wiped her face with her sleeves, stepped back and looked up at Feng Weiqing eagerly, "I'm still her?"

Looking at her anxious appearance, Feng Weiqi bent his beautiful thin lips, and his deep black eyes looked at her fixedly, and gently spit out a word, "You."

Yes, only she, Xuemei is in the past tense. Now he should grasp her well. In this life, he is still a stupid woman named An Qiaoya.

"Fengweiqing." Finally, I heard the answer I had longed for, but Anchoa suddenly showed great calmness at this moment, "Did I tell you?"

"What?"

"I, An Joya, also like you very much!"

The calm face suddenly changed, and her mouth almost behind her head and smiling apricot eyes showed her happy mood. Unwaiting Feng Weiqing to react, An Qiaoya suddenly tiptoed her toes and kiss Feng Weiqing's face unexpectedly, but because of her height, she could only nibble on his chin. But she still giggled like a happy fool.

"...stupid!" Although her chin was gnawed by her sharp teeth, Feng Weiqing's face was still spoiled, and the affection in his eyes was enough to drown Angioya in the river of happiness hundreds of times. "Who told you to kiss me like this? That's what it should be..."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his face and kissed Anjoa's lips accurately when he couldn't figure out the situation and giggled.

The four lips are connected. Feng Weiqing's body was mixed with the smell of grass and musk, which floated to her nose and made her dizzy...

Anjoya's eyes widened, and her thoughts drifted far away. In their minds, they wanted to set off fireworks, and the colorful fireworks kept bursting above their heads, leaving a brilliant place.

What a good day today...

This is the only remaining sentence in Anjoa's mind now.

And after watching this love at eight o'clock in the grass not far away, the girl in green was moved to shed tears. Both of them finally achieved the fruit...55555... I'm so moved...