Love? What does your words mean? Why is this your life? I... Why don't I understand? Zhang Ziwen is a little afraid to think about it. He is afraid of thinking, but he vaguely longs for her to explain it clearly. Love? What kind of love? He feels her sadness, and at the same time, he is also infected. He feels his powerlessness and feels a little confused. He can only feel hazy. Sometimes the feeling of being too clear will make him helpless...

The fragrance was blowing, and Zhang Ziwen felt a trace of sweet heat swelling on his face. At this time, he felt a touch of moistness, softness, sweetness on his forehead, and it was her kiss, suffocating tenderness. Her kiss stayed on his forehead for a long time. Oh, Zhang Ziwen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he could no longer help it. He opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was her fair and slender neck. Her intoxicating body fragrance lingered between his nose. His hands were moved, and he could not control his hands. He gently embraced her soft waist, and the tentacles were as delicate as warm jade, and the feeling of electric shock. He could feel the delicate skin under her nightgown, his heart was beating happily, and his body was tempting...

The movements on Zhang Ziwen's hands made Tang Ying's body tremble slightly. He woke up? What am I doing? She struggled to lift her bent body, but she failed. His hands were so powerful. She felt the force on his hands. Her body completely lost balance. Most of her delicate body was forced to be pressed on his chest.

How could this happen? Tang Ying was so embarrassed that he discovered her secret kiss. It was so shameful. She closed her beautiful eyes. She didn't dare to face him. The red clouds blew her face red. Tang Ying was so ashamed that she was the most moving and beautiful woman in the world at this moment.

Zhang Ziwen was stunned. The face that caught his eyes was Zhang Juemei. A shy woman was the most beautiful. This is true. The shy Tang Ying shocked his heart. He could not describe his mood at the moment. He could not use words to describe how beautiful she was. He could only see her beautiful face rippled, his heart was beating, and he was beating happily. At the same time, she could feel her heartbeat. She was like herself, and her heartbeat was no longer controlled by her thoughts.

Tang Ying's shame became stronger and stronger. She had already felt her full chest pressing against his solid chest. When she was electrocuted, she felt the two stubborn bulges on the top of her chest. She dared not move because she struggled slightly, and she felt an indescribable feeling, which was as numb as lightning. How could this happen? She asked herself again in her heart...

She had a deep understanding of her feelings, and the mature and perfect woman's body changed. Her body became softer and softer. The sensitive part on her chest made him clearly feel her change. At the same time, the place where he didn't want to change was reacted. Damn reaction, he forced himself to do so, he could only do this, he was unwilling to shamelessly blaspheme her at this time, because he saw the shame and embarrassment on her expression, and her body was trembling. The injured little deer, Chuchu's expression, she was a perfect and noble woman. Tang Ying knew the character of her. If she didn't control herself at this time, he would never see her. It was very hard. He forced himself to endure his hard work, but he didn't want to let her go so easily, and he wanted to give her a gentleness.

He raised his head gently, and he accurately found her moist and seductive soft lips. The sweet fragrance teased his heart. He wanted to knock on her soft lips. He longed to explore a sweeter place. He longed to get her smooth lilac.

Her body trembled gently and suddenly stopped. She felt his unrestrained lips. He was kissing his lips. The earth seemed to stop rotating. What was he doing? How could he do this? No, her heart gently called, no, she tried hard to open her beautiful eyes. She saw his eyes that were so close that she could not be closer. The little guy actually had his eyes sneaked into his lips. Her eyes could avoid touching him. The naked eyes and naked kiss. Tang Ying's already red face became more severe. She felt her ears.

When she was getting hot, she felt her neck getting hot, and she suddenly felt guilty in her heart. She realized that the problem was serious. She regretted it. When she regretted it, she came to his room, regretted sitting on the head of his bed, regretting that she had kissed him secretly, and it was broken. Did he not fall asleep? Did he... hear what he said to him? Tang Ying's heart was like a little deer, so she would rather believe that it was her tender kiss that woke him up, but just like that... it made her feel ashamed.

Tang Ying felt a hint of dizziness. She couldn't accept this fact. His lips were still on his lips. She had already felt his slippery rampage. The little guy was still doing bad things. He actually wanted to enter him. Her heart was a little loose. She was a little confused. No, it couldn't be like this. That faint feeling of guilt invaded her again. Tang Ying, who belonged to Xiao Shu, called in her heart. She wanted to stop his unreasonableness and could not let him continue so presumptuously. Tang Ying's loving face was reflected in her mind, becoming clearer and clearer, and her reason was recovering a little."

"...Let me go." Tang Ying forced herself to endure the desire in her heart, and she resolutely left his unrestrained lips.

"Why? I... like it, I like you." Zhang Ziwen looked at his beautiful face that had already left him, and he was willing to do so.

"Don't say such nonsense. Like doesn't mean anything." Tang Ying's heart was trembling, and his words were so bold.

"What if... love?" Zhang Ziwen struggled to spit out a word that he had never said to any woman, love.

"No, no, do you know what love is?" Tang Ying almost collapsed. This was the first time she had heard a man say such things to her, and no one dared to say this to her.

"I... love... Ziwen's eyes are full of tenderness. These three words are almost gone through his brain. He doesn't understand why he said such words. He said it, feeling a relaxation that he had never felt before. When he realized this, he was shocked. Did he fall in love with her long ago? From hazy to clear, it exploded at this moment.

Zhang Ziwen suddenly felt that her mouth was being covered, which was Tang Ying's slender and soft jade hand, which was being covered as soon as he finished speaking. But it was too late, and the movements on her hands were slowed down, and this sentence was expressed in full.

"You... can't... can't say such words to me... can't..." Tang Ying's beautiful eyes were filled with tears in an instant, and her heart was rippled with huge waves. She was moved by his words, her heart was already moved, and she could not help but be moved by his affectionate words. This was something she wanted to say but dared not say. When he crashed, he was lying in the ambulance with blood on his face. She had already said to him silently countless times in her heart, and she loved him.

At this moment, her intuition told herself that she could not be moved. The deep affection in her beautiful eyes flashed in a flash, replaced by sadness and pain. There was an insurmountable gap between her and him. It was impossible for her and him, and it would never be possible.

Zhang Ziwen's mouth was covered by her, he felt the trembling of her little hands, he felt the turbulence in her heart. But soon he felt her calm again, her eyes were so complicated, he could read the pain in her eyes, and her eyes were recovering. He returned to the lonely and lonely eyes, which was the look that only appeared when she was quiet, and whenever he saw her eyes like this, he felt that he was so far away from her, far away in the sky...

"Enough, I don't want to hear you talking nonsense again. I never want to hear you say such things again. Please remember what I said." Tang Ying's voice was a little cold. She let go of her hands covering his lips and sat up.

A chill hit Zhang Ziwen's whole body. At this moment, he was as if he was falling in an ice cave. Her voice was so cold. She ruthlessly shattered her affection for her. This was the first time he heard such a ruthless voice. His eyes showed despair. He felt pain that he had never felt before. His heart was torn apart by her ruthlessly, and his heart was so painful.

Forgive me, please don't show such eyes that break my heart. Please, Tang Ying's heart is about to break, his eyes make her breathlessly, his eyes are so painful, sad, and desperate. She hates the pain she brings to him, which is the ruthless hurt she brings to him, but loves him but refuses him. The greatest pain in this world is this. At this time, Tang Ying is the most painful woman in the world, and she can only continue to suffer like this...

Tang Ying was in pain. Zhang Ziwen couldn't realize that he was already desperate. Her refusal and reprimand made him feel her ruthlessness. At this moment, he could not describe his mood. It was extremely bad and bad. He did not regret that he spoke the words of loving her. He regretted why he was so self-indulgent. He forgot his identity. He was not worthy of her. He was just a toad. She was a noble swan. She was so far away. He finally deeply realized how painful it was for his lover. He lost her forever. He decided in his heart that he would never see her again when he left here tomorrow. He wanted to seal this feeling that made him painful. This was the best choice. He had no other choice.

"Forget me... Love Xiao Shu well, she is the person you should love the most..." This is the last thing Tang Ying said when she left the room. When she turned around, her beautiful face was covered with tears. She could only choose to leave to not let him see it. She was unwilling to show her weak and sad side in front of him, and she wanted to cut off his thoughts.

Xiao Shu, Tang Ying's words hit Zhang Ziwen who was suffering like a heavy hammer. She already had the extremely beautiful Xiao Shu. It turned out that she had someone who loved her deeply. Tang Ying's words were not a reminder. She hoped that Xiao Shu would be happy, and only Xiao Shu could match him. But her words brought Zhang Ziwen ruthlessly back to reality. Was she dreaming just now? I thought about floating, the beauty is gone, and Zhang Ziwen, who returned to reality, could only regard the previous scene as a dream, but why did his heart hurt so much? His heart was in chaos. He felt despicable and shameless. He felt even more unworthy of saying that to Tang Ying. Is he worthy of saying that he loved her? Oh my God, I am such an absolute bastard, a fickle bastard, and a heartless person.

That girl was right. She was really such a person. An Yun’s resentful eyes appeared in Zhang Ziwen’s mind. She scolded her without any worries. The pain in Zhang Ziwen lying on the bed was imaginable. He was deeply blaming himself...

As the sky gradually became brighter, Zhang Ziwen stood up. He had not slept all night. He was in extreme conflict and self-blame. He walked to the window and gently pushed open the window. The snow outside had stopped. The treetops on the roof were covered with snow all night. There was a vast white area everywhere. The snow had covered the surface. A gust of cold wind blew, but Zhang Ziwen felt the chill. He wanted to be invaded by the cold wind forever. Maybe this was the only way to wake him up...

At the New York Airport, a snow shovel was parked on the side of the road. The road had been cleared. Zhang Ziwen got out of the car and shook hands with Zhang Dayong who was saying goodbye to him. His eyes were searching everywhere while shaking hands. Tang Ying did not send him away. He wanted to see her for the last time. He was disappointed. He did not find any trace of her. Zhang Ziwen felt bitter. She was no longer willing to see herself again. Alas... He sighed softly, farewell to New York and Tang Ying, he turned around and walked towards the waiting hall in dissatisfaction. His steps were indescribable heavy...

The flight from New York to China Sea gradually disappeared into the clouds. In an open space in the airport, a beautiful woman stood beside the extended Lincoln car. It was Tang Ying. Her face was full of tears. She kept watching his figure walk into the cabin from the bridge. She had already arrived here. She could clearly watch the plane fly off the runway. Here he could not find his farewell. He left. Forgive me, Ziwen, please forgive me for treating you like this... Tang Ying murmured to herself sadly. She knew that she had hurt him. She begged for her forgiveness. Ziwen... Do you know? I... love... you...

The plane has disappeared, Zhang Ziwen can't hear her words, Tang Ying can only say such words in her heart, maybe this painful man and woman can only say this sentence in her heart, I love you...

In the first class cabin on the plane, Tang Ying's arrangement would not be aggrieved Zhang Ziwen. The same seat she chose was the seat beside the window. It seemed that the same seat as last time she returned to New York, Zhang Ziwen actually felt familiar, but at this moment he was very depressed. He had no one to experience the familiarity. A flight attendant pushed the cart to approach her.
Chapter completed!