Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

Assistant Chen tried to persuade Jian Qing for a while, but he was unwilling to listen. He knelt on the ground motionless, his face pale and determined.

He had no choice but to go home and get a coat for Jian Qing to put on.

"Master, why are you doing this?"

"He made it clear that he was embarrassing you."

"I know..." Jian Qing coughed choked by the air-conditioning, and took a long time to stop.

"But I have no other choice."

Just like Assistant Chen said, only when Cheng Wei let go can he have a chance to get close to Cheng Wen.

Therefore, even if this opportunity is difficult, he has to fight for it desperately.

"..." Assistant Chief Chen sighed, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

After all, he was the young master whom I watched and grew up, seeing him like this, I couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

When did Jian Qing suffer like this.

"Uncle Chen, you go back." Jian Qing looked at the window on the right side of the third floor, the lights inside were turned on, and his eyes were slightly ignited.

That was Cheng Wen's room.

"Master..." Assistant Chen couldn't rest assured, he wished he could drag him back into the house.

"I'm fine." Jian Qing interrupted him in a low voice, with a relaxed and indifferent smile on his lips.

Assistant Chen had no choice but to accompany him by the side. The temperature at night was low, and it would get even colder when it got dark. With Jian Qing's physical condition, it would be a surprise that no accidents would occur after kneeling like this all night.

"Go back, this is an order." Jian Qing said softly.

"I can't let Uncle Cheng see it tomorrow morning. I'm kneeling here to make amends and I need someone to accompany me to make him laugh."

"It's my business, it has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with anyone... I will definitely kneel down in these three days, don't try to persuade me."

Assistant Chen pursed his lips, but did not answer.

The young master of Jane's family has grown up.

Last year, he was still a playboy who didn't know what love was, occupying the two brothers at the same time with peace of mind, and was vague about his own mind.

I really answered that sentence, I don't know where it started, and it went deeper and deeper.

Once passionate people have someone they really fall in love with, they are often much more stubborn than ordinary people.

Assistant Chen sighed silently in his heart, and when he turned to leave, he heard Jane's hoarse voice coming from behind.

"...Don't tell my mother, lest she worry."

Assistant Chen nodded, responded, and left slowly.

It didn't take long to kneel on the cold concrete floor, but Jian Qing couldn't bear it. Thinking of Cheng Wen's smile, a lot of bitterness seemed to become sweet.

There is a belief in his heart that supports him.

As long as he can bear the pain, the little fool will return to him soon.

It didn't snow tonight, the bare branches were crackling by the wind, Jane cleared her throat dryly, looking at the closed gate of the villa in front, she couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Dai Shengding went in with Cheng Wen since he came back in the afternoon. Dinner should have been over long ago, but he hasn't come out yet.

The two are not married yet, could it be that they have already lived together?

It's just that after leaving for a month, the development of things is far beyond Jian Qing's imagination.

The scene of the proposal comes to mind.

He was breathing tight, trying to find clues from the window on the third floor, but the curtain was drawn and he couldn't see anything.

Until a tall figure was reflected on the curtain, the man hugged the thin man in his arms, put him on the bed, and didn't get up straight for a long time.

The lights in the house suddenly went out.

Jian Qing's eyes were wet and red, and she suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness, a little dazed in her beautiful eyes, she murmured, "Xiao Wen..."

Jian Qing didn't want to think about what happened later.

He told himself that no matter what happened, Cheng Wen would always be Cheng Wen, his little fool.

It's his bad.

Accidentally lost him.

It's just that Jian Qing never felt that the night was so long.

In the second half of the night, he couldn't stand it any longer. He hadn't eaten for a long time, which made his body weaker. His whole body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His knees hurt, and every moment of breathing was suffering.

But he still insisted on kneeling, his posture was a little slack, and his back was not so straight.

When Tianlu was graying, a gray-haired French old man came out for morning exercise and a walk, and occasionally ran past a few young men and women who insisted on exercising, and cast strange glances at Jian Qing.

He lowered his head and turned a blind eye, not caring what others thought.

A French woman in gym clothes was jogging past under the tree. Seeing his outstanding appearance, but his face was pale and disheartened, she tentatively stepped forward and asked him if he needed help.

Jian Qing forced a smile, even struggling to speak, but still replied in English, no need, because he made a mistake, he knelt here to ask for his lover's forgiveness.

The woman froze for a moment, cheered him up with a smile, and then jogged away.

Just after six o'clock, Assistant Chen came, holding a breakfast specially bought from a nearby Chinese snack bar in his hand, which was warm steamed buns wrapped in a brown paper bag. Seeing Jian Qing's obviously haggard face, he couldn't care less about etiquette , grabbed his hand and stuffed the bun into his hand.

"Master, eat a little bit, it won't work if you go on like this, your body won't be able to hold on."

Jian Qing shook her head, pushed the paper bag back into his hand, her bloodshot eyes fell on the ground without focus, "It's okay, I can hold on."

"I can't break the agreement."

"I will do what I say..."

"Master, how can a person not eat or drink for three days and three nights, he is going to torture you to death." Assistant Chen's throat was swollen, his eyes were a little wet, and he knelt down beside Jian Qing, persuading him in a low voice , "Let's go back and think of other ways, shall we?"

"There is no other way..." Jian Qing murmured and shook his head, "There is no other way."

Without Cheng Wei's permission, Cheng Wen didn't even want to say a word to him...

If he didn't hurry up, Cheng Wen would really marry someone else.

How could he allow it.

In the end, Assistant Chen still couldn't talk to Jian Qing, but this time he didn't listen to Jian Qing's words and went home, but knelt beside him, refusing to leave.

The golden morning light fell from the top of the tree. The door of the villa was opened from the inside. Cheng Wei, who was wearing an iron gray coat, came out. Surprised, then frowning slightly.

The maid swiftly opened the big iron gate, and Cheng Wei walked out of the manor. His eyes fell on Jian Qing who was kneeling under the opposite tree, paused for a moment, then looked away, and turned expressionlessly towards the black Mercedes waiting beside him.

It was indeed beyond his expectation that Jian Qing could kneel outside all night.

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Good card today, I wrote a little bit, there will be a second update later.