Chapter 150

Ming Ling looked at her shy look and raised his eyebrows. "Have you really seen it?" he just said casually. He didn't expect the woman to really show this shy expression.

Su wennuan hurriedly denied, "no, absolutely not." she said and waved her hand. Her words and body language were denying it.

Ming Ling's eyebrows became more profound. "How else do you know the contents of Jin Ping Mei?" unexpectedly, you know there are breasts inside?

Su wennuan explained very seriously, "I guess." he said three words, then looked away and stopped looking at the questioning eyes of Ming Ling.

Well, in fact, she likes reading books and novels very much. Jin Pingmei accidentally turned a little. She must not let Ming Ling know this secret.

The corners of the lips of the Ming mausoleum sneered, "you guessed so accurately."

"Ah?" Su wennuan pretended to be surprised. "Is there really a woman in there? Have you seen it? Tell me about it quickly." she looked back, her clear eyes stared at him, smiling, lovely and lively.

"Pretending to be a fool is quite similar." Ming Ling smiled lightly and broke her down impolitely.

Su wennuan's mouth tooted, "I didn't pretend to be stupid. Have you really seen it? Tell me about it..." she gently shook his arm and wanted to shift the topic to him.

It's clear that she said he had seen Jin Ping Mei. Why did the topic shift to her all of a sudden? She really doesn't understand. Ming Ling is too cunning.

"No, sleep." he stopped teasing her, pulled the quilt, covered himself and slept.

Su wennuan smiled secretly. He also lay down and was ready to go to bed. This night, he was frightened, sad, happy and tired. Just go to bed.

In his sleep, Su wennuan dreamed of the confrontation between himself and Shi xiaorou and the driver. He dreamed that he broke the driver's head with a wrench and was bleeding. Later, Ming Ling came and brutally killed the driver.

In her dream, she saw the driver looking at her with his eyes open and his face ferocious, but he was already dead. He was so scared that he sat down on the ground and tried to escape.

But no matter how she escaped, she couldn't escape from that place. She felt as if she had been strangled by someone, uncomfortable, afraid and suffocating.

She cried and was helpless in her dream, but Ming Ling just looked at her and didn't reach out to pull her.

It felt like she was about to fall off a cliff and break into pieces, while mingling stood by and looked on coldly without reaching out to pull her.

She cried heartbroken, but she still couldn't get his look back.

"Ming Ling!" she suddenly woke up and opened her eyes. It was still dark in front of her eyes. The sky was not bright. There was no light in the room. It was as dark as in a dream.

Su wennuan reaches out and touches her face. Her face is full of tears. Even if she dreams again, in reality, she also cries. She is so afraid and helpless.

Just like her and Ming Ling now, it's like a dream, and it's so real heartache and sadness.

She subconsciously touched the side and touched the Ming mausoleum. She leaned over and hugged his back. Tears were still in her eyes.

Ming Ling was also sleeping. He felt the warm tears behind him. He opened his eyes, turned around and touched Su wennuan's face. His voice was bleary with some tenderness, "what's the matter?"

Su wennuan reached out and hugged his chest. She was afraid that he would disappear as soon as she let go. She always had this panic. She was afraid that all this was untrue.

"Hold me tight, hold me tight..." she didn't explain anything. She buried her head in his arms, like a night owl drilling into people's arms.

She took the tone of crying to make him listen and feel distressed. She hugged her thin body in her arms and gently patted her back, "have a nightmare, it's okay, sleep..."

Su wennuan sobbed, "mingling, will you leave me?" she was really worried.

Whether in dreams or in reality, she is so worried.

Because he likes others, because he is not love for her, but responsibility, so he may not care about her so much.

She was really worried that he was a little indifferent to her.

Ming Ling was asked by her words. In the dark night, his deep eyes were secretive, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his icy eyes showed unprecedented helplessness and uncertainty.

In the past, he had died many times. Today, everything was bought by him regardless of life danger and death. He fought with one life in the wind and rain.

If his life had not been hard, he would have died many times.

He was not sure that he would have such good luck in the future. Maybe one day, his life would not be so hard and he would die in a foreign land.

At that time, it was not because he didn't want to leave her.

Ming Ling stroked Su wennuan's head and comforted her softly, "don't think nonsense, go to sleep, be good..."

Su wennuan grabbed the clothes on his chest and held back tears. "I, I'm in love with you..." her voice was very soft, very light, but extremely sincere.

In the dark night, the eyes of Ming Ling flashed, and the light of surprise flashed through them.

He waited for a long time, from 12 to 26, and finally heard her say it.

He finally got her and her heart. At that moment, the excitement and joy in his heart were unspeakable.

But why should I hear her at this time.

In my mind, I called him at night.

"Ming, in California, you robbed me of my business and shot me, which made me recover now! I've lost all my money. Even if I die together, I'll find you to calculate it back! Be careful, I'll be in the other city tomorrow. It's said that you're in sweet love now? Hehe, go to hell! I'll divide your woman into five parts!"

First brother is the leader of California with strong power. He also gets today's achievements and brilliance by grabbing business with first brother.

If a brother sends all the strength of California to deal with him.

He can't guarantee to walk away.

Hearing Su wennuan's confession, mingling's cold eyes warmed up in the night and were sad in the night.

Unable to get his answer for a long time, Su wennuan was even more worried. She sobbed and asked, "don't you like me?"

She's really nervous. She can't get his response or whether he likes her answer. She can't be at ease. She always feels that she doesn't deserve him.

I always feel that everything I have is just a dream and untrue.

Smile because of him.

Heartache, because of him.

A simple greeting can make him feel happy.

A cold word can make her feel lost.

If this is not love, what is it?

She thought that instead of being so nervous all the time, she might as well show her mind to get his mind. No matter what it was, she just wanted peace of mind.