MTL - Mei Gongqing-Chapter 158 Wang Hong’s confession

Like the celestial king of the celestial king, the seven lang, in this large crowd, in front of the crowd, so screaming a mess, clothes are not complete, such a relative, so unscrupulous relatives!

In the stunned, the nine princess took the lead to react. She rushed to the next step and held the rut. She screamed out of control: "Schiro--" After she screamed, she forced herself to calm down. She had tears in her eyes and a gentle belt. Looking at Wang Hong with painful eyes, she waited for two lines of tears to slowly shed her noble face. The nine princesses looked soft and soft, and said in a tone: "Schihiro, this woman, she was a prostitute who was married down... ...you are acting like this, is it ridiculous? Everyone will be disappointed with you."

The language is long and heavy, and it is all comforting.

Wang Hong turned her eyes.

With a tearful eyes and a gentle, distressed nine princess, Wang Hong smiled lightly.

His temperament is far and wide, so a smile, the whole person is still like the snow mountain in ancient times, such as the fairy in the sky is generally leisurely, Tao Taoran.

The red lips are slightly raised, and Wang Hong smiles softly. "Thanks to the nine princesses." When he said these five words, he turned to look at Chen Rong.

He looked at her eyes very ordinary, no deliberate gentleness, no special relatives. However, when the nine princesses arrived at this time, they could not help but admit that... his eyes can make the girls who admire him all over the world feel desperate. It is so focused! This is a kind of concentration that neither the woman nor Wang Hong herself has ever cared about. It is a person, unconsciously, hangs the other heart and engraves the focus behind the soul!

After Wang Hong thanked the nine princesses, he screamed at the coward. "If you want to come, everyone will appreciate it. You can go."

The coward responded with a whistle, and the young girls rushed up and surrounded the carriage again.

They slammed around the carriage, and a girl showed tears. She looked at Wang Hong and said, "I don't believe it, but I don't believe it."

She licked her lips and cried, "Siluo, how can this woman be?"

She turned her head to Chen Rong and glared at her with resentment. "You, this woman, why can you?"

She called twice and only woke up Chen Rong.

Chen Rong blinked and shook his chaotic brain. In the third question of the girl, Chen Rong raised his eyebrows and looked up at Wang Hong.

What she saw was that she was tender and tender, and she could cherish the bottom, and Wang Hong, whose eyes were too calm.

He was looking at her, and on the opposite side of Chen Rong's dizzy look, his mouth was raised, low, and laughed openly.

The girl had jumped up. She held the rut and screamed, "You haven't answered me yet. You, woman, how can you?"

How can He De?

This time, Chen Rong listened.

She slowly turned her back.

The girl who was angry with her, who had to get her answer, was facing the people who were coming to her behind her, and she was so sad that she could not hide the nine princesses who complained. Chen Rong set his mind and faintly said: "I? I have no virtue and no power."

Just when the girl couldn’t help but scream, Chen Rong seemed to wake up. She smiled at the crowd, and she said gently, "I am just, among thousands of people, just happened to enter him. The eyes, just happened, became his robbery." It should be said that he is her robbery. For two consecutive years, she could not escape this kind of love.

In the loss of the women, Chen Rong smiled gracefully. It was very calm. It was very calm and calm. He said: "It is both robbery and the fate of the past generations... This has nothing to do with identity, and has nothing to do with virtue."

The girls are still chanting Chen Rong, but at this time, they do not know what to say, what to do.

Chen Rong regained his gaze and smiled at Wang Hong. She squatted on him and took out his usual piano from the wall behind him.

With a wave of hand, the sound of the lonely piano reveals the sound of the piano.

Chen Rong lowered his head and allowed the hair to hang, and the sound of the piano was floating. She sang clearly: "Willow flowers, willow flowers, scattered and scattered? Who is the life of the thin wind, admire it Hanmei Xiaochunhua! This is an ice stone in the snow, why did I let him meet him?"

At the end of the song, Chen Rong took down the guqin that had been passed down for thousands of years, so he lifted it up, and he did not care to fall down in the carriage!

"砰", the piano is broken! There was a big crack that could not be repaired.

In the stunned eyes of all, Chen Rongsu gently lifted her hand. She pointed her hair and raised her voice. She smiled at the nine princesses: "If the princess sees you, please be sure to explain that because I seduce Qilang, he is in a state of confusion. Lost the system."

Having said that, Chen Rong shouted to the coward who was stunned by this series of accidents: "Go."

Until they went far, the back was still very quiet.

Until the carriage drove out of the distance, until the sound of breathing around, the voice of the human voice, such as the river and the mountains. Wang Hong’s low-pitched, bitter-sounding voice came gently. “Arong suffers so much.”

Chen Rong did not look back, she just turned her head and did not move.

Wang Hong looked at her like this, unconsciously, her heart was a bit sour and a little happy. He leaned slowly and slowly stretched out his arms, slowly and re-incorporating her into his arms.

Chen Rong did not struggle.

She was stiff and he was stunned into his arms.

Wang Hong lowered his head and looked at the beautiful face of this spring flower in his arms. For a long time, he said lowly: "Arong, I am just..." He sighed and whispered: "Just can't you." Let go."

His voice fell, Chen Rong, who was in his arms, could not help but choked. Opening her, she just sobbed, but she opened her head, and the tears could not stop.

She was buried in his arms, sobbing constantly, his shoulders swaying.

Wang Hong glared at her, bowed her head, printed a kiss between her hair, and murmured: "Qing Qing, don't cry... You will be heartbroken."

This time, when his voice fell, Chen Rong’s hand became a fist, and he slammed it on his chest! Then, it’s another!

After another, the fists fell like rain. Chen Rong is a martial artist, plus a hate shot, the fist is a powerful fist, hitting the meat.

Wang Hongqiang endured the pain, kissed and kissed her hairpin, and said softly: "Qing Qing, my Qingqing... Don't cry, tears are more hurt."

This voice, gentle and extremely, the clean and low-pitched sound line, hoarse, with gentleness, really swaying.

But Chen Rong heard it, but it was even more hateful!

She bit her lip and punched it on his chest, causing Wang Hong’s pain in his face to be distorted.

Chen Rong sighed and complained: "Because you are not willing to let go, you took the road number to me in public and forced him to accept it. If it is not for you, push me to the wind, I will be Daogu also can't get peace? I have a law, I have a few methods...you are all, you are, Qilang, how do you hate so? You push me to the center of the storm, let all The dignitaries have noticed my existence, and I have to bear the voyeurs of those people!"

She hates it! Good hate! That time, she should not go, but she is subconsciously acting in accordance with worldly etiquette. More importantly, she still has luck. She thought that she had already made a boat. After she went to see them, she might get more shelter...

She is wrongly estimating Wang Hong.

Now Chen Rong knows, that time, even if she doesn't go to Wang Hong, Wang Hong will give her such a Taoist number, and she will let everyone know by other means. She is his favorite Wang Hong, in his heart. Very beautiful beauty.

At this time, Chen Rong was unable to make her own. She blocked her mouth with her sleeves and blocked the sobs and tears that could not be suppressed.

When Wang Hong saw it, she quickly put her in her arms and embraced it in her arms. He gently pulled her wide sleeves in her small mouth. He pressed her little face into her chest.

Chen Rongshi is hateful, but also a few punches, crying: "Now, this way, you will not like to pay attention to me. You, you have a lot of ways to solve the embarrassment of your Majesty, why should you choose this one?" This time, you pushed me completely to the wind and waves! Yes, the world may blame you for being ridiculous, but your people? Your admirers? They will think that I will ruin your demon girl, and will find ways to find it. Get rid of me. And in addition to these inescapable death threats, I am not only attached to you, but in addition to relying on you, in addition to please you, what else can I do? I am a homeless, helpless woman What else can you do? You, you, like this, throw me into the rolling waves again and again, and rescue me with a rope, throw it out, and save it... you are too hateful!"

Chen Rong is also a wise man. She is a man of both worlds and has a strong desire to control her own life. It is precisely because of this that she will persecute all the people from the beloved, hate the extreme... but he is her Qilang, and finally love can not be abandoned!

Sobbing, pouring out words and words, Chen Rong also slammed his chest in a punch.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Hong gently held her hand.

He bowed his head and sighed softly at the red fist that was playing red. He said softly, "Arong, this hand is broken, change the hand."

When this was said, Chen Rong was a whimper that Chen could not suppress.

Almost suddenly, she reached over his neck and rushed forward, biting the past.

Originally, she was ready to bite his carotid artery. For a moment, when she touched his warm skin, she naturally slipped, naturally avoiding the key to the neck and biting his shoulder.

Dragged biting on his shoulder, Chen Rong smashed his teeth. After tearing open a **** mouth, her teeth contained the wound again, and sprinkled it. In a blink of an eye, the flesh of the 'Zizi' cracked and turned, and the wound was spread by her teeth. .

At this time, she is still biting, tearing, and honing the bite!

The blood flow is like a note, and in a blink of an eye, it will stain the white skirt on his chest.

When the blood slammed down, Wang Hong’s low snoring sound came from time to time. This snoring sound is caused by a severe pain after a person suffers from severe pain.

Listening and listening, Chen Rong stopped biting.

Listening and listening, she slowly moved away from the **** mouth and looked up at Wang Hong.

She is right on Wang Hong who is holding her. At this moment, Wang Hongming, such as Qiu Shui's shackles, was aggrieved, even on his lower lip, and when he had a strong pain, he bitten out the impression.

Wang Hongqing’s clear eyes and his grievances, poor and helpless looking at Chen Rong, seeing her look at herself, he smiled weakly and said weakly: "Arong is licking his teeth? It is better to change this side." Let's bite." He said, he sent his right shoulder to Chen Rong's lips. Only when the shoulders were delivered, he seemed to have pulled the wound, making a sigh of sorrow and pain, and the movement was stagnant.

Chen Rong glared at him and shouted in hatefulness: "Hugh is like this, only so painful!" Such pain, she has not experienced it? Compared to the pain of the soul, it is insignificant!

That is to say, she will never be able to bite again.

He pushed him away with hatred, and Chen Rong turned his head. She turned her back to Wang Hong and continued to sob.

Slowly, the whimper gradually stops.

With two sleeves covering his face, Chen Rong murmured: "I hate you!"

The sound is broken and the teeth are cut!

Wang Hong once again embraced her and used her knees to lick her hair. He whispered softly, "I know."

Chen Rong closed his eyes and tears flowed again. "I want to kill you."

Wang Hong bowed his head. He printed a kiss between her eyebrows and gently licked the tears in her sly. He said softly, "I know."

Chen Rong twitched and whispered, "There are so many women in the world...that is, I used you first, and you retaliated with enough revenge. I also got what I wanted. Seven Lang, with your power, Just wave your hand and give me a quiet place. Why don't you?"

Wang Hong slowly pulled her, he looked down, he contained his **** lips. After putting all his blood on her lips into the abdomen, he said softly, smiling, and faintly: "That is because I care about Arong. How can Arong eat and dry? How can I fold my sleeves? How can I rush into the army without my permission? How can I get a blood like that, stand in the sunset and smile at me, let me dream back at midnight, and wake up again and again. How can I be like my wish, after I came to Jiankang, I used a hat of a female crown and tried to reject me thousands of miles away?"

He smiled and looked at her infinitely and tenderly. Slowly, he kissed her in the eyebrows of her eyebrows and smiled lowly: "Qing Qing, got into me, still wants to escape...the world has never been this Cheap things!"