Yin Qianchen, how can I find you?
What exactly can I do to get you back to my side?
How can I get you out of the darkness and no longer hide it?
Liang Yunsheng suddenly laughed a little again.
The position of her and Jing Xiaxi seemed to suddenly change inexplicably
“Jing Xiaxi” Yin Yihan bit the name in his mouth, as if he wanted to grind it bit by bit, and then swallow it into his stomach. He stretched out his hand, held it, and pinched Jing Xiaxi’s chin tightly, without retracting the little force, and lifted it up hard, “Why do you have the face to use this name, continue to live?”
Jing Xiaxi had already started to make a crying sound. After a while, she said: “I’m sorry, I just like you.”
“Yin Yihan” Liang Yunsheng looked at Jing Xiaxi’s face redder little by little, as if he was having difficulty breathing, and hurriedly called him, afraid that he would kill someone or something and make a big news
When Yin Yihan heard Liang Yunsheng’s voice, he turned his face directly and faced her: “Yun Sheng, do you know that this good friend you are protecting is actually a cruel murderer. He killed his fellow sister for his own selfishness. Now, he is still here, pretending to be pitiful.”
“I” Jing Xiaxi was red, with big watery eyes raised, looking at Yin Yihan, and hearing his description of himself, his heart still couldn’t help but thrust in pain.
“What are you going to explain?” Yin Yihan stood there, looking at Jing Xiaxi, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips gently pulled up. It was a habitual smirk, “I’ll give you thirty seconds, and we can’t explain why, so we have nothing to say.”
“I’m me” Jing Xiaxi pinched her fist, bit her lower lip, and finally vomited out the words just now: “I’m sorry, I really just like you.”
“Then the conversation is over, I hope you will never appear in front of me again.” Yin Yihan spread his hands, expressed his meaning, and then turned around and left Liang Yunsheng’s villa. He didn’t even care about not taking back the necklace.