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Chapter 51 You Can't Think About It

Chapter 51 You Can't Think About It

Yu Xia glanced at him through the sunglasses, and said indifferently, "Whether you are Cheng Chen or Arturo, it has nothing to do with me now."

Cheng Chen's chest twitched again, reached out to hold her wrist, and turned her to him: "Say it again!"

Yu Xia took off his sunglasses and looked at him squarely: "Arturo, let go, I don't love you anymore, since I left you six years ago, it means I don't love you anymore. If I hadn't forgotten, in my The moment I saw you, I absolutely fled to a place where you would never be found."

Cheng Chen's eyes became hot, and he held her two hands with one hand, leaving one free, and pressed the back of her head, bringing his lips to hers, with a charming voice: "Don't even think about it!"

Before the words were finished, Cheng Chen's lips were already in Yu Xia's mouth. Yu Xia tried to push him away, but her hands and the back of her head were imprisoned.

This trip was a flight to the United States. Most of the people on the plane were more open-minded, but the flight attendant naturally took it for granted, and naturally chose to ignore it.

After 15 minutes, Yu Xia was blushed by Cheng Chen and couldn't breathe.

Cheng Chen let her go, only to see that Yu Xia's eyes were watery, her cheeks were pink, and her lips became red, swollen and full from biting, like a mouthful of jelly.

Cheng Chen couldn't help bringing his face closer again, but Yu Xia gently pushed it away: "If you try again, I will never talk to you."

Cheng Chen was in a slightly better mood, but his breathing was still a little short, and he sprayed all over Yu Xia's face: "You are planning to sign a divorce agreement with me, you are planning to escape to a place where I will never find you, you Ignoring me is nothing, at least you ignore me, it's better than I never see you." At the end, he was a little desolate.

While Yu Xia was stunned, Cheng Chen had already kissed her lips again, and the defenseless Yu Xia naturally did not escape.

This time, Cheng Chen kissed more delicately and gently, without aggressive biting, this time it was tender comfort.

Yu Xia couldn't move, and she didn't respond anyway.

Cheng Chen's lips slowly moved away from Yu Xia's lips and moved to his ears. Yu Xia shivered, and his nerves, which were about to fall asleep, suddenly regained energy.

"Cheng Chen..." Yu Xia sat up straight.

"what?"

"There is no possibility for the two of us." There is an insurmountable gap between the two of us. All of this cannot be made up. What I want to do will hurt you.

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"Don't...don't..."

Yu Xia woke up in a dream, looked sideways, and saw Cheng Chen looking at her with concern, she turned her face away and ignored him.

Cheng Chen asked, "What's the matter, did you have a nightmare?"

Yu Xia collected her expression, "It's none of your business."

Cheng Chen patted himself on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Leaning here will make you sleep more comfortably."

Yu Xia glanced at his shoulder and said coldly, "No need." She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Cheng Chen stared at her sleeping face without getting angry, and stretched out his hand to press her head on his shoulder. Yu Xia wanted to break free, but Cheng Chen would not allow her to leave, she was angry: "Let me go."

"Don't let go." Cheng Chen's voice was full of indulgence, with a little smile, as if he was trying to appease a child who was having a temper tantrum.

Yu Xia struggled for a while, and then stopped moving. Why didn't she realize that Cheng Chen still had such a rascal side, remembering that when he was married, most of the time he treated each other like a guest.

At that time.

She is at the University of Padua in Italy. When she is free, she will go to the lawn to read books, spread a checkered picnic cloth, lie quietly on it, look up at the sky, and hear the sound of the breeze blowing the grass in her ears. The important thing is that not far away, there is a man who is always leaning against the tree and reading a book...

She tilted her head and used her two-hundred-degree myopia to vaguely see a figure there, with a handsome side face and an elegant posture... The sweetness that surged from the bottom of her heart made her heart thump...

It was a coincidence that a strong wind blew up in the supposedly mild Mediterranean climate, and the love letter she wrote was blown in front of him. He picked up the paper with his slender fingers and read it with his head down... Long and thick eyelashes Covered eyelids, read... very seriously...

She stood on the side, her mind was blank, she didn't even dare to breathe...

After a long time, he raised his head to look at her, his dark eyes were like obsidian, and there was no emotion on his clean face.

"Excuse/me...would/you/mind..." Excuse me, do you mind...

"NO..."

Before she finished speaking, he slowly spit out a no from the corner of his mouth, Erika's heart sank slowly, she knew...she knew that he would reject her, so she took a step forward to get the love letter back, turned and left.

Before she could go far, a voice came from behind: "Hey, I answered that I don't mind."

Erica turned around, huh?She was going to ask if you would mind being my boyfriend, but before he finished asking, he answered no. She thought he was directly rejecting her, but she guessed what she was going to ask, so she said she didn't mind? ?

When she returned to Arturo's side, he had stood up and said to her in Chinese: "I accept."

"Huh?" She couldn't help shouting.

"I said I accept." He stared at her, smiling, and repeated what he had just said in a leisurely manner.

Erica was shocked and asked, "What do you accept?"

Arturo couldn't help laughing, and the smile in the corner of his eyes was even thicker. He stretched out his hand and surrounded Erika's hand with his wide palm, and reiterated: "I accept your confession."

Erika stayed there for half a minute when he heard it, and then his whole body began to feel hot, and he said again surprisingly: "Do you have a fever?"

Arturo asked with a good temper: "Why do you say that?"

"Because I saw that you were seriously ill, and you actually accepted me."

Arturo collapsed from laughter, the image he tried so hard to maintain no longer existed in front of her, he just let go of her hand to cover his stomach and laughed wildly.

Erika stayed where she was, and even smirked.

He promised, he promised...

(End of this chapter)

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