He is very clear about Sheng Jinxia's character, if he doesn't show her all his heart, she will leave decisively and thoroughly, and will never look back.
He can't lose her.
Never!
He knelt quietly on the ground, his slender figure was like a straight bamboo, his perfect facial features were handsome and aloof, and there was an aura of keeping strangers away, his temperament was as arrogant as a person standing on a cloud, but at this moment he was kneeling humble In the dust, just to beg your sweetheart to look back.
His character has always been extreme.
Either extreme love, or extreme hate.
His love for Sheng Jinxia is extreme.
He loves so much that he can't even control himself, as long as she is willing to come back to him, he will be willing to do whatever she wants.
Hearing the voice behind him, Sheng Jinxia subconsciously looked back.
When she saw Jian Muyu kneeling behind her, her heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened in disbelief.
She used to be Jian Muyu's girlfriend, she was Jian Muyu's closest person, of course she knew how proud Jian Muyu was.
She never expected that Jian Muyu would use this method to beg her to change her mind.
For a moment, she froze in place, her mind went blank.
Jian Muyu forced herself to look up and look at Sheng Jinxia, "Xia Xia! It was my fault!
You have paid a lot for me, you like me and take care of me wholeheartedly, but I hurt you!
It's my fault, this is my punishment to myself, and also my confession to you, Xia Xia, I love you!
For you, I would do anything! "
"What is this? What are you?" Sheng Jinxia's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he slapped Jian Muyu hard.
When the ring in her hand brushed over Jian Muyu's forehead, it scratched the skin on Jian Muyu's forehead, and the blood immediately flowed down and across Jian Muyu's pale and clear cheeks. Jian Muyu seemed to have no pain, and remained as before. Not moving, kneeling straight.
He wants nothing now.
Face, dignity, and even life, as long as Sheng Jinxia is willing to return to him, he will be fine.
If he can't keep Sheng Jinxia behind, what's the difference between being alive and dead
I don't know what stimulated Sheng Jinxia, Sheng Jinxia was like a little beast that was blown by anger, and rushed over, kicking and beating Jian Muyu, "You bastard! What are you? What is this?"
Sheng Jinxia is not the weak Lin Daiyu, but a master with a black belt in Taekwondo. Her fists are trained on sandbags, and every blow has a strength that ordinary girls can't match.
After several punches and slaps, Jian Muyu's nose was bruised and her face was swollen, blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his body fell to the ground again and again, barely supporting himself to kneel.
After a while, she finally calmed down, looking down at Jian Muyu who knelt back to her original place.
There was a long gash on his forehead, and beads of blood still hung on it. The face that used to make women obsessed, was beaten blue and purple by her.
She knew that in terms of boxing skills, the two of them were no match for Jian Muyu.
Moreover, Jian Muyu's character is cold and aloof, and the most upright. She has known him for so long, and she has never seen him bow his head or bend his waist to anyone.
If such a man was willing to kneel on the ground and let her beat and kick him, if he said that he didn't love her, even she wouldn't believe it now.
And she naturally loves him deeply, otherwise she wouldn't have fallen out with her parents and elder brother who had always spoiled and spoiled her because of him.
(end of this chapter)