Chapter 1170

This feeling made him reluctant to let go.

He just wants to hold her for a longer time, even... Until the end of the world... He has never had such a feeling, but now he has such a feeling for a woman he has just met.

Is it because she is fate?

"Mr. Jun, even if you are the president, you have no right to hug and hug a woman you just met. Don't forget that you are in Luocheng, but you still have a fiancee," she reminded.

"Fiancee?" his eyebrows suddenly frowned. "Do you mean Yu Xuanyi?"

When hearing the name, Qin Sitong felt a little stuffy in his chest.

In fact, she always understood the woman's thoughts about Jun Jisheng. Before her abortion operation, when she was in the most painful struggle, he spent it with Yu Xuanyi. Six years after she pretended to die, he finally walked with Yu Xuanyi.

Over the years, she also knows some of the reports about him and Yu Xuanyi. Even if she doesn't deliberately inquire about him, she sometimes inadvertently sees them when opening the web page to browse the current news.

Just like two days ago, there was a report that the two of them were about to enter the palace of marriage. At the banquet of Yu's group, Jun Jisheng also went to attend it because of Yu Xuanyi's relationship, and so on

When she saw that report, she had an unspeakable feeling in her heart. Maybe no matter how strong her feelings are, they will fade with the passage of time.

At the beginning, when he insisted on exchanging her uncle's life for her willingness to kill the child, her heart was actually dead, and Yu Xuanyi's thing was just to make her heart die more thoroughly.

"Yes, so please keep your distance from other women to avoid misunderstandings by your fiancee," she said.

In addition to the initial shock, she looked calm at the moment, and her voice was strange, as if she wanted to deliberately widen the distance between each other.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"She is not." Jun Jisheng said.

Qin Si Tong was stunned and didn't react at once, "what?"

"Yu Xuanyi is not my fiancee, and I don't have any fiancee. As for you..." his voice paused. "I won't let go until tomorrow morning."

"What do you mean?" she said.

"Literally," he said. Although he loosened his arms, one of his hands held her hand tightly, led her hand to the small medicine bottle, bent down to pick up the small medicine bottle on the ground and put it into his pocket.

She was in a trance. Once, he often held her hand, and then they spent the night together.

And now, after all these years, will it be repeated again?

Taking a deep breath, she looked at the humanity in front of her, "I don't promise, and I don't want to hold hands with you until tomorrow."

His Phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes were deep, giving people a sense of oppression.

"So what? No one can change what I decide. Since I said I wouldn't let go until tomorrow morning, I won't let go!" he said coldly.

A sarcastic smile appeared on her lips. After six years, his character has not changed, or has he decided what others should listen to? Or to control everything, whether others like it or not.