Love in full bloom

She was so angry, so mad with rage that it almost burst out of her mouth like lava, and her brain was out of control as well as her tongue, she yelling at him. "I think you two share the same rotten tastes."

Qin Yichen's brows seemed to twist into a horizontal line. "What do you mean?"

His anger and chill spread through the room, making her feel like she was caught between ice and fire.

But she was so angry that she couldn't control herself, she repeating. "You two share the same rotten tastes. You two just share the same rotten tastes!"

The veins on his forehead burst and twitched, he picking her up, throwing her on the bed, and then he getting on top of her.

She struggled, kicked and punched him like she was mad, she seeming to have no thoughts, no reason, only anger.

"Let go of me. If you like Mo Mengshan so much, you can go to her. I'm not a substitute for her. I wouldn't be a substitute for her even if I were a puppet."

"Dear little hedgehog, you are indeed very wild." With a cold snort, he grabbed her collar, tearing it in two.

His handsome face was close to hers, his thin lips brushing against hers like a feather. "I am the devil, and if you don't go to hell, who go to hell?"

His voice not cold, and his look not severe, his voice sounded low, as if he were flirting with her.

She bit her lips. "Then let's go to hell together?"

"You just have to accept it." He raised the corners of his mouth, bowed his head, and kissed her...

When the midnight wind blew in through the slightly open windows, everything calmed down.

His firm iron arms forced her into his arms.

"Mo Mengshan will leave hospital tomorrow and come back in the afternoon. If you want to prove your innocence, be clever."

"I'm just innocent, so I don't need to prove my innocence." She looked upright and righteous.

whether you are innocent or guilty." His

him deeply. "You believe in Mo Mengshan and not me,

want me to believe

said directly without hesitation. "If the whole world believes me, but you don't, I can't argue with it. But if you

calm, his dark eyes flashed in the dark night, and his thin lips were involuntarily

It was like a smile!

rare, precious and real smile!

rare beauty

that the

most

the dark of the night and quietly disappearing before dawn. The blooming lasted

that no one could

so priceless that even the richest people couldn’t buy it.

was as precious as the moment

to capture it, and remember it, it

smile

notice, his face freezing.

are you staring at me? You look

"You were smiling." She blinking, her eyes ached. She had been holding on, not daring to blink, as she was afraid that if she blinked,

the head. "No way.

"I thought you smiled, and when you smiled, you looked

staring at me like a nymphomaniac?" He raised his

"As a designer, I need to capture moments of beauty, turning them into inspiration." Her

you inspired

each other's hearts. The theme of my design is the love of flowers, which makes beautiful moments

and mockery. "For a wedding ring designed

"If I fail, you fail, too, as the management of marriage is mutual. We are both being defeated and wounded." She

As a boss, was it appropriate to say that to an employee?

his mahogany eyes narrowing with a hint of anger in his eyes. "Failure is never