Destined To Love You

Meng Ting looked at him, under the moonlight, Jiang Ren looked serious and serious, as if she didn't promise him to strangle her to death.

But she never had a relationship with Xu Jia, so how did she break up with Xu Jia.

Her hesitation seemed to be reluctant to Jiang Ren.

His face turned cold.

Meng Ting suppressed the smile in his eyes and followed his example, nodding his head seriously: "Okay."

She promised simply, but Jiang couldn't believe it: "You promised so quickly, didn't you bluff Laozi?"

Meng Tingshui glared at him with Yingying eyes.

Should he be so overbearing, get angry if he doesn't agree, and doubt if he agrees.

However, she couldn't explain the scene in the snow, so she had to say, "Don't lie to you."

Jiang Ren handed her the mobile phone: "divide now."

Meng Ting: "..."

Jiang Ren sneered: "Why, I really can't bear it."

He is like the kind of old man who forced the little maid to bow his head in the old mansion. He stared at her coldly with a pair of black pupils: "Do you dare to try again?"

What does Meng Ting regret? She knew now that a lie would take thousands of follow-ups to pick up. She had nothing to do with Xu Jia. Is it fair to go and break up now?

The insect cried softly, and Meng Ting asked in a low voice, "Can I divide it by myself tomorrow?"

"What do you think?"

"I feel so late, maybe everyone is asleep."

Jiang Ren didn't know where to find Xu Jia's landline number, he pressed it all and handed it to her. He was afraid that she would not pick it up and forced Liang to be a prostitute. He took her hand, held her slender finger and pressed it up. He has great strength, and the blue veins on the back of his hand are jumping. I can't bear it long ago. The white light of the phone illuminates her face, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow.

Meng Ting was crying without tears, looking at the screen and dialing the keyboard, the man was unreasonable, holding her hand and pressing it together.

The signal in the countryside was not so good that year.

The first time there was no call.

She looked at Jiang Ren with sparkling eyes: "Look, you can't get through. Let's fight during the day."

Jiang Ren sneered, held her hand, and pushed her a second time. He said coldly: "If you can't get through, just fight here for one night, and he will stop."

He is so domineering.

Maybe it's because God prefers a girl like her, and it's the second time.

Jiang Ren looked at her without blinking, as if he could choke her to death whenever she felt reluctant. The moonlight was miserable, and the young man's cheeks were firm and cold, and she couldn't help but fear him.

For the first time, Meng Ting realized what it was like to be forced to "break up".

It happened to be Xu Jia who answered the phone.

"Hello?" Xu Jia was originally pouring tea, holding a tea bag in one hand and answering the phone in the other.

"I'm Meng Ting." Under Jiang Ren's gaze, Meng Ting bite the bullet and said.

Xu Jia was surprised and was happy: "I am Xu Jia, Meng Ting, I haven't seen you for several days, and asked Uncle Shu today that he said you went to f city, how are you?"

"I am fine, thank you."

Hold both hands on the shoulders.

Jiang couldn't bear it, **** you, what's wrong with me, his thin lips moved, his eyes were cold, and he silently reminded her—Quickly divide.

Meng Ting frowned, his hands were so heavy and hurt.

But shame is worse than pain. What is she breaking up? Meng Ting said without emotion: "Xu Jia, we are not suitable, let's break up."

The hands on his shoulders stiffened for a moment.

Before Xu Jia could respond, she hung up. Xu Jia must think she is crazy, she feels bad when she thinks about it.

Jiang Ren looked down at her, her black pupils couldn't express any emotions, she said: "Okay, you let me go."

Jiang Ren raised his finger and touched the corner of her eye: "Why didn't you cry?"

Hearing that he was sick, Meng lost his face anyway, so he simply followed him and said, "Because I don't like him."

The hand stopped, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

In the next moment, Meng Ting felt his waist tighten, and his whole body was flying into the sky, and the sky was spinning. She couldn't hold back, she gave a soft exclamation, and subconsciously hugged his head. After reacting, he panicked and supported his shoulders.

Jiang Ren held her waist and lifted her up and turned around.

Under the sky full of stars, the boy's unbridled and hearty laughter was low and deep.

Meng Ting was scared to death and beat him on the shoulder: "Are you crazy? Let me down!"

Jiang Ren's face was buried on her waist.

Under the small yellow shirt, the waist was slender, and the fragrance of the girl's body covered the thousands of blooming pear flowers. He sniffed deeply and smiled purely: "I'm so happy!"

Meng Ting was scared to death, how could he be so strong. She saw that it was not worth hitting him. Gently grabbed his hair, and said with shame, "Let go!"

He wasn't angry at all and put her down.

He was over happy, and started to go crazy again, holding her cheek, and threatening viciously: "Dare to play with me and you will be done."

Meng Ting also felt that she was almost done. She walked around in the air and was so frightened.

Is he human? It's a bull!

"Man Niu" is unreasonable and aggressive, and just accepts if he doesn't understand well: "You don't like him, then why kiss him?"

She blushed thoroughly. Could he not speak so bluntly and vulgarly?

What's up with him!

She bit her lip and turned her face away: "It's none of your business, you just have one condition. Go back to sleep as soon as you finish talking. Don't go to my grandpa anymore." Grandpa is getting older, and this **** is uneasy and kind.

Pear blossom was blowing in the night breeze. He rubbed her lips with his thumb, his eyes were wild and ruthless: "If you don't like him, you can kiss him. If you don't like him, you can kiss me."

She was so angry.

Jiang Ren held her face and lowered his head, the crescent moon was covered by clouds, shy and timid.

Meng Ting's eyes were quick to cover his lips with her hand, she couldn't bear it. She really wanted to kill him, but she was endless: "No, I didn't kiss him, you are enough!"

She was not good at lying, but she finally lied, now so many follow-ups. Jiang Ren squinted his eyes, "Are you blind on Christmas Eve that night?"

Meng Ting stretched out his hand to break his finger, her face was pink, and she shook her head solemnly: "Okay, no kiss, nothing, he just helped me remove the snowflakes. You are wrong."

Jiang Ren couldn't hold back, and finally smiled.

The moonlight was cold, but his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Meng listen."

Meng Ting dullly said: "Huh?"

"Don't lie to me," he whispered, "I can't stand it."

I really didn't lie to him this time, she didn't have anything with Xu Jia. She nodded, and the last light in the country went out. The night was getting colder and she had to go home: "I'm going home."

Meng Ting asked him: "How can you go back so late?"

"I borrowed a car and drove back later."

Meng Ting knew that he had great magical powers, but he had such a strong taste of alcohol. She remembered the last time Jiang Ren drove into a tree, and the scars on her forehead now had faint marks. She had learned Jiang Ren's life and couldn't help but said: "You should let someone come to pick you up. Don't drive if you drink."

He lifted the hair on her cheek, his eyes were full of smiles: "Okay."

Jiang Ren said, "Then you promise me one condition."

Meng heard that she didn't want to agree at all, she said angrily: "Then you drive."

Jiang Ren smiled and said, "I will carry you back, OK?"

The sound of insects went quiet.

The spring breeze is blowing, shallow and gentle.

Meng Ting lowered his eyes, long eyelashes covering his brown pupils: "No, it's very close. I'll go by myself."

In late April, it was determined that Grandpa would never go uphill again. Meng Ting also put away his things and left.

She was wearing the new clothes her grandma sewed for her mother a long time ago.

A small white shirt with a button, a brown skirt, a pair of black cloth shoes, embroidered with a tender dragonfly.

Zeng Yujie's good clothes making skills are passed down from her grandmother, who is handy, and she also sews the shoe soles and embroiders the uppers little by little. Unfortunately, Zeng Yujie left home without wearing it.

Meng Ting kept all his money except for the fare, under his pillow. Then he wrapped his back and went out.

Grandma held back her tears and touched her head: "Will you be laughed at when you wear this?"

After all, the aesthetics 20 years ago, the little girls in their city would definitely not like it.

Meng Ting smiled and shook her head, she took great care of her clothes. They are all beautiful.

Grandma knew that she had to go back to school, and helped her to take her to the village entrance. Can only reluctantly let her go. Meng heard: "I will call you every month from now on. Grandma, please go back."

She has to go to town and take a car, then go to the airport.

When she arrived in the town, she saw an unexpected person-Jiang Ren had been waiting there.

Lihua Town is not prosperous. He wears a black shirt with two buttons on the collar. I was afraid that she would leave alone, and waited at the station for several days, playing games with He Junming and others when she was bored, and many people were watching him coming and going. Close to him, he has a bad temper and makes people stay away. Don't be next to him. He has become a famous hegemon in the station these days.

He is proud when he ignores people, and his clothes are valuable at first glance. A lively rich man, he doesn't know where he got it in this suit.

However, she can't look at him directly now. When she thinks of his clothes, she always thinks of him jumping up from the fish pond, carrying her grandfather all the way with anger, and then coldly asking her if he doesn't need to wear underwear.

This badass was so embarrassed for the first time, and it was because of his cheeky.

Meng Ting couldn't help bending his lips.

People come and go at the station, and the noisy voices are boiling. The passenger car and the bus started, a thick gray exhaust was raised in the air, and the horn sounded. In fact, more people didn't watch Jiang Ren in the end. He turned his eyes on her. You can't close your eyes at a glance.

She was seventeen years old that year, in a white shirt, and a beautiful plum blossom embroidered on her shoulder.

The black half skirt is elegant, and Meng Ting wears cloth shoes that no one in this age will wear again. The little dragonfly is fresh and fluttering.

Everyone would think of Tu's dress, but she wears indescribable beauty. Her brown eyes are like the sky after the rain, clean and bright. Because of her innocence, she is too beautiful to wear this outfit.

People believe that she is a big star in filming.

Jiang Ren raised his eyes and saw this scene.

I will never forget it for many years to come.

He is the same as many people in the earthly world, and may have different personalities, but ordinary. At that time he was squatting in the corner and playing games, hoping for her to come.

There are all kinds of people who eat instant noodles, snore, and coax children. In his eyes, the color was lost for a moment.

She was carrying a schoolbag, wearing a small shirt and cloth shoes, smiling from the crowd to look at him.

White flowers fell everywhere in Lihua Town, and creepers hung down from the old residential buildings next to the station. The tender green branches became her setting.

He heard his heartbeat trembling with strength.

Sound after sound.

It seems to be sick, and it seems to be cured.

The villain manipulated in the game has long since died, and He Junming was miserable on the Internet and was beaten up by the other side. She was the only one in his eyes.

Mantian pear blossoms, lush creepers.

She was seventeen years old.

This scene became all his memories of youth.

This beautiful girl is so hard to chase. It reminded him of her pain and suffocation in several winter nights.

It's like cooking oil on a raging fire, taking chestnuts from the fire.

But when I saw her smiling the next second, I couldn't help but go crazy. He just doesn't take long lessons.

Damn, she smiled at him, sweet to death.