"It doesn't matter!" Qiao Mingye interrupted.
Seeing Xia Wan'er's face getting paler and paler, her eyes sparkling, her lips opening and closing several times, but she couldn't say anything, Qiao Mingye tightened his grip on her hand, held her head with his other hand, put his forehead close to hers, and comforted her, "Wanwan, everyone has secrets that can't be told, and I have them too."
Xia Wan'er raised her eyes and stared at him blankly.
"Wanwan, you don't have to force yourself to say it. No matter what kind of person you were before, or what kind of past you have, it doesn't matter to me. Everyone has the right to love and be loved. As long as the one you love in the future is me, the me who is in front of you now, that's enough." Qiao Mingye stared at her and said seriously.
There was a mist in her eyes, and she felt that Qiao Mingye in front of her was gradually becoming blurry. Xia Wan'er didn't dare to blink, for fear that tears would fall if she blinked, and then she would wake up from the dream.
His words had such a strong impact on her that she could no longer hear anything else. Only these words kept echoing in her mind.
Qiao Mingye felt distressed when he saw her pursing her lips and staring at him blankly with tears in her eyelashes.
But if they want to be together, Xia Wan'er still needs to overcome the psychological barriers and take this step.
He didn't dare to urge her, but just looked at her silently and encouraged her.
After a while.
He saw the little woman in front of him sniffle, pull her hand out of Qiao Mingye's, take out two tissues from the tissue box beside her, wipe her tears gently, and whisper in a sobbing voice: "I want to eat grapes."
This was the first time she spoke to him in such a coquettish tone, and her charming and charming appearance made him overjoyed.
"You can eat as much as you want, but before that, Wanwan, look up," said Qiao Mingye.
Xia Wan'er looked up blankly, without any reaction. Just as she was about to ask him what was wrong, she found her lips covering his cool thin lips, and she closed her eyes involuntarily.
Qiao Mingye seemed to have some kind of magical power. From the first time they met, he began to take root in her heart, from the inside out, allowing her to follow his guidance step by step, open her defenses, and then willingly give her heart to him.
The armrest between their seats rose up and he pushed her down.
His kiss was gentle, affectionate and long. It seemed that he noticed that they were in a car, so he was trying his best to restrain himself.
After a long time, he let go of her who was almost suffocating, picked her up and sat her on his lap, both of them breathing heavily.
Xia Wan'er leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt inexplicably at peace.
"Wanwan, after we finish filming Feixian, can we hold our wedding?" Qiao Mingye asked in a hoarse voice.
Xia Wan'er licked her slightly dry lips and said, "We'll see when the time comes."
Murong Qiao’s problem has not been resolved yet, I’m afraid it may not be that easy.
Moreover, she has never met Qiao Mingye’s relatives, and she doesn’t know whether they will like her. At least Sister Fang doesn’t seem to support them being together.
Hearing the hesitation in Xia Wan'er's tone, Qiao Mingye was obviously a little disappointed, but he still replied: "Okay."
Xia Wan'er looked up and saw the sadness flashing across his eyes. She puffed her cheeks and pretended to be angry, saying angrily, "You haven't even pursued me yet, but you tricked me into getting the marriage certificate. I haven't settled this account with you yet."
Hearing this, Qiao Mingye kissed her between the eyebrows and said with a smile: "I was negligent."
(End of this chapter)