Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

When Yan Shuanghua said this, her voice trembled. Even if she was indifferent, she couldn't be indifferent in the face of Xie Yuqing's words, so she could only calm her emotions without looking at him.

Xie Yuqing's pain even suffocated his breath. His eyes were flushed, and a bitter arc was raised in the corner of his mouth. I was wrong once, but don’t treat me so cruelly, don’t push me out... I know you are uncomfortable, I’ll be with you, but you shouldn’t push me away.”

"Good for me? If you are really good for me, don't say these words. You might as well stab them here with a knife."

Xie Yuqin pointed to the position of his heart, his eyes split.

Yan Shuanghua was also uncomfortable in her heart. She couldn't do it to him like she did at first, she couldn't do it.

There have been many and many things between them, and her clan is gone. How can she let herself accept a relationship without any thoughts. Maybe only self-tortured, or maybe only revenge for her people, can she persevere to survive.

She was numb, and her heart was no longer her own.

There is also a heart-shaped bird for her, who has been with her for so long.

At the thought of her, her heart was broken, and her heart was desolate.

Yan Shuanghua has hurt and hate in her heart, hate to herself, and maybe Xie Yuqing.

She suddenly looked up and looked at Xie Yuqing, saying: "But what are we now, we are nothing, and nothing, what do you keep me in Xie House?"

Xie Yuqing shook Yan Shuanghua's shoulder, "I said I would marry you, you are my wife, the only wife, I will not hurt you again, I will accompany you wherever you want, I will Spoil you..."

Yan Shuanghua smiled sadly, "But, I don't believe you anymore, I don't believe anymore..."

Xie Yu listened to this sentence, his head suddenly hurt, and his heart seemed to be cut off by an inch of a knife, and the **** smell surged up.

"Shuanghua, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. I will do it. I will stay with you for the rest of my life. I will make you believe it."

Yan Shuanghua wanted to push Xie Yuqing away, but her strength could not be pushed at all.

"Xie Yuqing, your wife is a princess, not me!"

Xie Yuqing hugged Yan Shuanghua, "I know, she is a thorn in your heart, I have locked her up, I only love you, I will only spoil you."

"Look, you marry her, how beautiful the red wedding dress is, what about me, what I am, I don't count anything in your house, so you should let me go and live your own life, so you won't hurt , Isn't it?"

Xie Yu's pain almost lost his reason. He grabbed Yan Shuanghua's hand, and the whole person leaned over to press her on the bed and kissed frantically.

"Shuanghua, you are mine, it is my person, I said that my wife is only you, I will prove everything..."

With that said, Xie Yuqing did not give Yan Shuanghua the chance to escape, and kissed her fiercely, like a storm, swallowing all her breath.

From the eyes, nose, neck, collarbone...

Yan Shuanghua's body trembled with her, and she found that she could not deceive her heart. She loved Xie Yuqing and loved it very much.

So in the face of a long-lost kiss, she still throbs.

"let me go……"

"Don't let it go, I won't let it go, Shuanghua, dear, let me love you... you will know how much I love you..."

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