What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Chapter 62



Chapter 62

Every time Jiang Jian said something, Guan Heng's dead heart beat.

Jiang Jian's eyes are full of his reflection, and the words that come out of his mouth seem to be desperately filling the bottom of his bitter deep well with beautiful and gorgeous candies, even the gap between the candies and the candies must be filled with thick honey Sugar syrup.

His fearful, restless and sorrowful heart seemed to be held in the palm of someone's hand, placed in his breast pocket and lovingly loved.

"You... hiccup..." Guan Heng wanted to say something, but because he was holding back his crying all the time, he hiccupped as soon as he finished speaking a word, and immediately blushed with embarrassment and buried his face in Jiang Jian's arms.

Jiang Jian laughed, wishing to dig him out and kiss him a hundred times before stuffing him back into his arms. How could he pick up such a precious bump?

Jiang Jian turned her head to kiss his ear, the pale pink gradually turned crimson, Guan Heng hugged him tightly with both hands, trembling unconsciously.

"Hmm..." Guan Heng hummed. He liked Jiang Jian's small gestures full of love. Whether it was the two of them watching a movie together or a sudden kiss on weekdays, it made him know that he was really being loved. Really love.

Jiang Jian propped up her body, hugged Guan Heng firmly in her arms, and said, "Is Yubao finished with embarrassment?"

Guan Heng shook his head in his arms, and it took a while to raise his head. Guan Heng's appearance was cold, his red eyes were very cute, and his personality was very clingy. He pinched the ginger with his hand. Jane's face leaned up again and kissed the reddened part with a sticky kiss.

Jiang Jian let him move, and only changed his face when he saw Guan Heng's hand.

There was a slender light brown scar on that fair and tender hand, with a pink color inside, and it looked like it had been cut.

"What's going on here?" Jiang Jian asked, grabbing his hand.

"..." Guan Heng moved his hand to pull it back, but Jiang Jian held onto it tightly, and even gave him a casual look, full of threats.

"Carve...carve radishes." Guan Heng's eyes were erratic. He felt that the things he carved would not fit on the table, but they still put them in the bowl.

"I was still wondering which snail girl was cooking and carving for me, but I didn't expect..." Jiang Jian said slowly, before Guan Heng pinched her face.

"Do you want a woman to cook for you?" Guan Heng's expression darkened instantly.

Hearing this, Jiang Jian lowered her head and smacked Guan Heng's lips fiercely, and did not give up until her face was flushed with kisses. Their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, panting, Guan Heng's eyes were watery, and he refused to look away from his eyes.

"You have to learn to trust me, Yubao." Jiang Jian kneaded his back one by one, trying to make him relax a little.

"Do you love me?" Guan Heng murmured.

"You are my first love, it's you, not because of Guan Jia, at first I wasn't interested in Guan Jia, I just wanted to be a big brother, it wasn't until I met you and got along with you that I was sure that I was indeed a lover mind."

"I'm not what I appear to be, and neither are you."

"What's more, when you showed your true appearance and character a few days ago, I found out..." Jiang Jian paused, turned her head to his ear and said, "I seem to... want you even more."

The crisp and numb electric current passes through the eardrum nerves, the deep voice sinks into the blood, countless wonderful blood vessels shuttle alternately, and finally returns to the sweet and sour heart, like waves hitting the lacrimal gland, and the turbulent tears burst out. Guan Heng finally I couldn't help crying.

For many years, he had hoped for it when he was a child, and when he grows up, this hope will become small and insignificant, corroded by silence and isolated by noise, he wanders alone in the house, his immature heart is opened with a huge mouth, he wears a Putting on an indifferent evil ghost mask, killing those people will not be peaceful. He is an evil ghost, but he is also a half-grown child who was only a teenager when he died.

Jiang Jian hugged him at a loss, Guan Heng's tears flowed more and more, but he still restrained himself from crying, his chest rose and fell, Jiang Jian could only kiss him and hold him tightly, he had a special purpose to see how to coax him People's books, but when it comes to critical moments, they lose their attention.

Go back and throw away all these books!

"Yubao...Yubao..." Jiang Jian whispered his pet name in his ear while kissing him. The emotional backlog was too long and it was easy to collapse. He could only accompany him and let him slowly recover.

"I...I like you, I will never leave you, can you do it?" Guan Heng asked with sobs.

Jiang Jian looked at him and said word by word: "Let's get married."

The author has something to say: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I roughly wrote the outline of the sub-cp in this article, ahaha, I really want to write a duck, the big guy is fierce and idiot Gong / Wen Runruyu is more idiot Shou Hehehe, I really like it.

At that time, I will polish it and open a new hole, but I also want to write the neighbor's article, and I am entangled in my head.


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