Your Excellency, I love you!

Luo Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, and was about to struggle immediately. Yan Chu leaned into her ear and said in a low voice, "Weiwei, I know you can't accept me for the time being... It's okay, I said I can wait for you, but..."

His voice became more and more difficult, but with a little pleading and longing, "I can wait for you to accept me slowly in my heart...In this case, can you accept me physically first? Maybe sex makes love...or we have Child, you will fall in love with me..."

"Ah Chu, don't be like this..."

Luo Qiangwei struggled anxiously.

As soon as she struggled, Yan Chu seemed to be even more panicked, clasped her hands and pressed them on top of her head, lowered her head and kissed her neck down.

No matter how Luo Qiangwei struggled, Yan Chu ignored her, and her tall body rolled over to hold her down...

"Yan Chu!"

Luo Qiangwei let out a sudden roar.

Yan Chu was startled, as if waking up suddenly from a demonic thought, all movements stopped.

As soon as he raised his body, Luo Qiangwei suddenly stepped back from under him.

She also didn't care whether she would fall off the bed, and backed away eagerly and terrified, Yan Chu's heart ached, and he reached out and hugged her forcefully.

"Weiwei, I'm sorry..." He hugged her tightly, but he didn't have any desire, just afraid of losing, "I didn't do it on purpose, I won't do it again..."

Luo Qiangwei didn't struggle, but just opened her eyes, perhaps she had been suppressed by what happened at night, tears finally fell down.

Tears dripped on Yan Chu's neck, as if he had been scalded, he hugged her even more panicked, and said incoherently, "I'm sorry Weiwei, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...you forgive me, you hit me...I will never Forced you...as long as you are here, as long as you are here..."

Luo Qiangwei was still crying, Yan Chu held her face, kneeling in front of her with her legs pressed against the sheet, "Wei Wei, stop crying, I promise I will never do it again... I have never touched a woman before, I couldn't hold back for a while, don't be angry..."

He looked at her carefully, and said these words in a low voice, so...humble.

The humbleness made her seem to see herself.

Is it so humble in front of love, like walking on thin ice, for fear that it will be broken if you are not careful...

But what needs to be broken will eventually be broken... No matter how you do it, it will be broken.

Luo Qiangwei's throat was lightly choked, she slowly stretched out her hand, Yan Chu thought she was going to hit him, so she closed her eyes.

She caressed his face, thinking that in the last life he had always guarded and accompanied her, but in the end he died for her. In this life, he will still be bound by her, but what she can give him is limited after all. What he wants... Love... ...she can never give...

She was stuck in her heart, feeling uncomfortable and guilty, with indescribable emotions, "Ah Chu...I'm sorry..."

Yan Chu was startled.

What are you sorry for? He suddenly stubbornly refused to think about it, but leaned over and hugged her heavily again, "Weiwei, you didn't apologize to me, you are willing to marry me, I am really satisfied..."

As long as she was by his side, even if she didn't love him for a long time...he felt satisfied.

It's better than waiting for more than 20 years in the dream, and then losing it again, spending a lifetime of loneliness and pain.

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After that night, Mo Shiche never looked for Luo Qiangwei again, as if this incident had never happened.

The following week was also uneventful.

Soon it was the day before the wedding.

In the morning, Luo Qiangwei received a call from Ding Fanying. Ding Fanying was in poor health during this time and was recuperating in a nursing home in the eastern suburbs of Jiangcheng——