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He had no control over his heart.

Without Qiao Liuhua, he would go crazy, he would not be himself, he would be like a dead body, what can he do?

If he can't see her, he will go crazy.

So he could only put her in his arms and look under his eyes.

Gong Xi looked at Qiao Liuhua coldly, and said hoarsely, "Did you feel it? You are here, on the apex of my heart, and my flesh and blood, how do you let me give up, if I can eat After you, I even want to devour you to my confidant and keep you in my heart, so that you will never leave me, only in my heart, there will be no pain here. "

Qiao Liuhua was held by Gong Xiliang, and his hand was placed on the heart of Gong Xirong. She even felt his heart beating.

That beating passed through her palms to her heart.

Such a cold palace, Qiao Liuhua did not know how to face him.

She felt that what she said was useless and could not convince him, but she was softened by what he said.

Qiao Liuhua's eyes were red because of Gong Xi's cold words.

But she was trembling with emotions and didn't let herself cry.

When Gong Xilian saw Qiao Liuhua's painting like this, he immediately felt distressed. He quickly released his hand and asked carefully: "What's the matter with you, painting? Is it uncomfortable?"

Qiao Liuhua took a deep breath. She felt her nose sore and she couldn't help crying.

Why did she restore all her memories? When Gong Xi was cold, she would still be soft-hearted, and still feel bad for him because of his words.

Isn't it his fault?

Qiao Liuhua pinched his nose, but found that there was still an urge to shed tears in his eyes.

She lowered her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

Gong Xi Leng distressed Qiao Liuhua and couldn't bear to see her cry.

Her eyes were red, and his heart was like a needle and a knife.

"Picture, are you distressing me, right?"

"No, it's not."

After all, Gong Xi Leng had got along with Qiao Liuhua at first, and he knew about her little girl's heart.

He listened to the way she spoke and knew she wasn't so angry.

Gongxi Leng continued to ask carefully: "painter, do you love me, right?"

When Gong Xi Leng asked this sentence, he was also careful, and his heart was all about it. Qiao Liuhua's attitude in answering Qiao Liuhua could affect almost all his emotions.

Qiao Liuhua looked at the cold and nervous look of Gong Xi, after all, he didn't say anything heartily.

At the beginning, she still remembered that she asked Gongxi Leng the same question. Gongxi Leng was so cold.

Now Gongxi Leng asked similar questions, but she couldn't be as cold as he was.

She opened her mouth and said, "Gongxi Leng, do you remember when I asked you a similar question? Do you remember how you answered me at the time? I think you don't even know my mood then, your words It determines my life and death. "

Gong Xi Leng naturally also remembered the events of that time. He firmly held Qiao Liu's hand, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry ..."

Gong Xi Leng kept saying sorry, except that he didn't even know what he could say.

Qiao Liuhua looked at Gongxi Leng like this, and her heart was dull and painful. She felt that she was also cruel, but she was actually using these words to poke Gongxi Leng's heart.

Knowing he would hurt, she said it.

"Gongxi is cold, you can't help blame you when I look at you."