The first favorite of sweet marriage: President, honey kiss

Chapter 442 "I remember, I have to go up and lock you up for you."

Yun Yifei looked at her with a complicated expression, "Bedroom? Your bedroom? Huarong... Do you really not feel uncomfortable?"

She said flatly, "I should, but I'm not sure about changing places."

"You are really cruel."

Hua Rong couldn't deny it, his eyes never fell on her, the focus of his eyes seemed to be loose, he never focused on any point, and his tone was indifferent from beginning to end, "Go, this bet If you win, you might still be able to marry him, I think he does appreciate you a little or two."

Yun Yifei said, "Hua Rong, don't regret it."

Hua Rong moved her eyes and got up from the sofa.

Yun Yifei was stunned, "...Have you changed your mind?"

She had been planning for so long, and she changed her mind just because of her "reminder"?

"I've never regretted it." Hua Rong's expressionless face didn't show the slightest ripple, "I remember, I'm going to go up and lock you up for you."

Yun Yifei looked at her with a more complicated expression. She thought she was quite good at guessing other people's thoughts, but she really didn't know or even imagine what Hua Rong was thinking.

The two went upstairs one after the other.

Yun Yifei took a deep breath, twisted the handle and pushed the door open, then walked in, glanced at Huarong standing against the wall, and then closed the door with his backhand.

Hua Rong locked the door from the outside.

The lights in the corridor made her figure extraordinarily long and quiet.

She didn't stay for a second, turned around and left.

She went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of wine and a glass, and then went back to the living room alone.

She was alone in this huge living room.

Quiet, deserted, you can hear your breathing, you can hear your heartbeat.

The boundless silence can be heard.

She sat back on the sofa, opened the wine and poured a glass, then drank it down with her head up, but she didn't know whether she drank too quickly or the wine was too strong and she shouldn't drink like this, she choked on half of the drink .

"Cough, cough, cough..."

She clutched her chest and coughed for half a minute before slowly recovering.

Hua Rong's body leaned back and leaned against the back of the sofa. She looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, which was gorgeous and bright.

Regret?

What has she to regret?

She is only 23 years old, she still has a lot of time, she can't just bury her marriage and life in this cold tomb.

A man who lied to her but never loved her.

A man who could say he would never fall in love with her.

This is not the husband, love, marriage, and life she wants.

She has no reason to spend so much time with him.

The mind is so calm, as if twisting her current thinking, the clearest water can drip out.

But it seemed as if a hand had reached into her chest, grasping her heart, and the five fingers tightened little by little. The severe pain forced her to almost suffocate, so she could only bend down slowly, like this Can eliminate relief.

After a long time, she poured another glass of wine.

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The master bedroom on the second floor.

It wasn't until the door behind him was closed or even locked that Yun Yifei suddenly felt a little bit of tension that it's all or nothing.

She took a deep breath and looked at the man sitting on the sofa.

Jiang Yun's dark eyes, which seemed to be dancing with dark blue flames, were slowly looking over.

His expression was no longer as clear and calm as usual. Although his breathing was suppressed as much as possible, he began to become disordered. His right hand landed on the armrest of the sofa, and he pressed his fingers down extremely hard. His joints were tense to the extreme, and every part in whitish.

(End of this chapter)