Chapter 453

Back suddenly a stiff, Ren Chengyan seems to be aware of the meaning behind Zhou Xingchen's words, palm suddenly Qinchu a layer of sweat. But looking at Zhou Xingchen's gentle face, she felt that she was thinking too much.

Push open the door to let Zhou Xingchen go first. Ren Chengyan's face suddenly becomes a little ugly. But soon, she recovers and smiles at Zhou Xingchen.

Two people have come to the restaurant.

Zhou Xingchen didn't expect Ren Chengyan to do so. For a moment, he really thought that his real lover was helping him prepare dinner.

On the dining table are already placed knives and forks and tableware, delicious lobster baked noodles are placed in the middle of the knife and fork, and a small bowl of milk and corn soup on the white porcelain bowl, emitting bursts of strong fragrance.

I don't know whether Ren Chengyan is deliberately trying to please him, or to let him relax his vigilance, but also deliberately let people light two candles on the table.

Fondly pulling Zhou Xingchen's arm and sitting down, Ren Chengyan's face unconsciously with a touch of scarlet, "Xingchen, you try this noodles and this soup, it took me a long time to do."

If the European woman has received the message and seen it by this time.

Ouyang Ye's whole plan is just right in line with the artistic conception she wants. Everything is ready, only Dongfeng.

Please like looking at the front of the man's handsome face, looking at his slender hands finally picked up the silver knife and fork, Ren Chengyan's mouth slowly hook up.

As long as the man eats all the noodles, then she

Like deliberately tossing Ren Chengyan, Zhou Xingchen's graceful movements are very slow. He turns his knife and fork in the spaghetti. He raises his white hand and suddenly puts it down. "How can I eat such delicious food by myself? Why don't you try first? "

White thin hand again raised, his eyes entangled tired, gently looked at Ren Chengyan, "we two eat together."

There was no slight sound of footsteps coming from the living room. They seemed to be immersed in a gentle and ambiguous atmosphere.

Bei teeth shallow bite lips, Ren Chengyan has a moment of stupefaction, light pink blush has not yet retreated from her cheek, she smiles and shakes her head, "this is yours, my this is still there."

"Oh? Is that right? "

Black pupil has no expression, he lightly looked at Ren Chengyan one eye, eyes gently skimmed the hands of spaghetti, is trying to say what to let Ren Chengyan reveal more clues, Zhou Xingchen's eyebrows suddenly a Cu.

The glass pattern on the opposite side reflects a woman's slim figure. Her long curly hair is confused by the wind. She is quietly draped on the woman's shoulder and looks at him with empty eyes. She suddenly turns around and leaves.

With a click, it seemed that a string had broken completely in my heart.

As soon as Zhou Xingchen's pupils shrank and his dark eyes were staring at the reflection on the mirror, he saw that the woman's eyes were red and he turned away without looking back. His heart suddenly stopped and he stood up from the chair with a sound of "frame Ji".

Jiajia!

"What's the matter? Xing Chen Looking at Zhou Xingchen standing up, she raised her head and looked towards the door. Seeing that the woman's figure left the door, Ren Chengyan's black pupils narrowed and yanked Zhou Xingchen's clothes.

"Xing Chen, I managed to cook a table of dishes. Why don't you eat them?"

No, no

You can't fail again this time!

How... How she wished he could see her! Just a glance!

It seems that he is not listening to Ren Chengyan at all. In Zhou Xingchen's eyes, there is only the figure who turns around and leaves. He suddenly shakes Ren Chengyan's hand away. He starts to chase Liang Jia with his long legs!

"Jiajia!"

A sudden force, let Ren Chengyan suddenly hit the corner of the table!

Milk and corn soup poured out, and the thick white soup suddenly contaminated a small piece of the table. The spaghetti, which had been cooked carefully, also fell to the ground because the white porcelain plate was smashed. The table was in a mess, with stains all over the table.

It seems that the wetted corner of the table can't stand Ren Chengyan's misery. It is falling on the cold floor drop by drop along the corner of the table.

Sharp pain from the shoulder, tightly covering the shoulder that a bruise, Ren Chengyan's eyes staring at the door of Zhou Xingchen chase out of the back.

My heart was throbbing.Why?

Why again? Why her face has been changed to Liang Jia's, but still can't get his love? Why?

Suddenly, she grabbed the tablecloth and pulled it down with a jerk!

Bang, the white porcelain plate, the silver knife and fork, and the candle splashed out by the soup were all smashed down by Ren Chengyan's pull, and fell to the ground in a mess.

Why?

Zhou Xingchen, why do you love her so much?

The pupils shrink, Ren Chengyan's nails suddenly fall into the palm of his hand, suddenly thinking of the cry of Zhou Xingchen just before he went out, Ren Chengyan's thin lips taunt.

Oh, is that Liang Jia?

That's why he went after the woman like this!

Long fingernails in the palm of the hand dug out a deep crescent scar, pursed lips, Ren Chengyan Chi Chi Chi Chi smile, took out a mobile phone to call, she dialed Yu Huaqing's mobile phone number.

"I want you to kill that European woman now! I've noticed... She's Liang Jia! "

She destroyed her own face and gave up everything to become Liang Jia. She didn't want to be insulted in the Zhou family!

Jiajia? Or, Jiajia?

The wind at night is cool. The streets of London are empty at night. There are only two or three people. Liang Jia walks alone on the empty road with red eyes.

Holding her hands tightly, the corners of Liang Jia's mouth started to laugh at herself and walked quickly.

Her strong self-esteem asked her to swallow her tears and return them to her heart, but her tears seemed to be disobedient at all, like a broken bead, which constantly crossed her white cheek.

A few more steps have been taken.

She has always been cultivated and dignified, which does not allow her to run shamelessly in the street.

"Jiajia!"

The clattering sound of shoes came from behind. Liang Jia took a deep breath and went on. Even if she only heard the sound, she knew that the person behind was Zhou Xingchen.

A powerful force suddenly grabbed her wrist, Liang Jia exclaimed, about to fall into Zhou Xingchen's arms.

Why? Why does he have to come after all this?

He turned his head and Liang Jia pushed him away!

I don't want to see him, let alone hear his voice.