Chapter 849 Chapter 807 I only Like the Face? (33)

I don't know why, but Xie Qingxuan always sees a very familiar smell in Song Licheng. This familiar smell makes Xie Qingxuan uneasy. But Xie Qingxuan's confused eyes looked particularly cute in Song Licheng's eyes, as if the woman was not sure about her feelings, so Song Licheng put down the goblet and held Xie Qingxuan's hand. Like a gentleman, he gently took Xie Qingxuan's hand, and then half-knelt in front of Xie Qingxuan, "I know you don't believe me now, but time is long and there are still many days. As long as you give me a chance, you I will prove it to you whatever you want. Marry me," Song Licheng took out an jade ring from his pocket and put it on Xie Qingxuan's hand. The whole process was done in one go, as if it was a rehearsal. Xie Qingxuan frowned.

"Open the door. Can't you hear me when I ask you to open the door? Song Licheng, please open the door for me!" Fu Minghua knocked on the door outside Song Licheng's house. Obviously Fu Minghua should have knocked on the door in the yard, but because the sound was too loud, he thanked Qingxuan for leaving and Song Licheng. Within the radius, I walked to the window to see Fu Minghua, who was shaking the iron fence hysterically downstairs. Therefore, Xie Qingxuan did not see Song Licheng kneeling behind her. The meaning and dark aura flashing in his eyes was an aura that did not belong to Song Licheng. Xie Qingxuan applied it to his forehead: "I'll go down first. It's really wrong that I haven't contacted Fu Minghua recently." "Do you have any reason to contact him?" Song Licheng stood up and put the ring on his hand. It was as if the ring originally belonged to him and was not something that existed as an engagement ring. Xie Qingxuan turned around and took the coat hanging on the chair. When she put it on her body, she saw Song Licheng motionless next to her. So Xie Qingxuan said: "Song Licheng and I are not familiar with you, so your inexplicable proposal is really true." It's so scary, not to mention, you know, I You and Fu Minghua are boyfriend and girlfriend. Your behavior like this is indeed suspicious of meddling in other people's feelings." "You and Fu Minghua are boyfriend and girlfriend?" Song Licheng frowned, "When did it happen? It's just that Fu Minghua confessed to you, so your intention "I think you promised him," "Well, if I promise him, he will not be with Lin Shu. I am willing to promise him, after all..." Xie Qingxuan looked at Fu Minghua, who was already hairy downstairs, and smiled. It’s better to have a puppy with big hair than to have a person with deep thoughts,” Xie said. As soon as Qingxuan pointed something out, when Xie Qingxuan turned around, Song Licheng held her hand again: "Let me be clear, who is thinking too deeply? If your purpose is just not to let Lin Shu and Fu Minghua be together, there are thousands of ways Method, why must you and Fu Minghua be together? "

"If I tell you, if I are not with Fu Minghua, then one day Fu Minghua will be with Lin Shu, and the most unlucky thing for me in the world is to see Fu Minghua and Lin Shu together, so you can understand. "Then if Lin Shu dies, "What did you say?" Xie Qingxuan stopped. Song Licheng's words were so soft that they just floated away in the air, so that Xie Qingxuan was not sure whether she heard it just now. Song Licheng said this:

"I didn't say anything. Go ahead. Your little wolfdog will break all the doors in our house if you continue like this."

Xie Qingxuan looked at Song Licheng. He still had an elegant aura about him, like a young master from a famous family in the south of the Yangtze River. It seemed that Xie Qingxuan had misheard what he said just now, but Fu Minghua banging on the iron door outside was really noisy. Xie Qingxuan didn't pay too much attention to Song Licheng, so she just put on her clothes and went down. At this moment, Song Licheng made a call, and his voice became cold, not losing the tenderness just now: "You can't do such a simple thing as killing a person. What's the point of keeping your lives."

"I asked you not to be so embarrassed. Why are you banging outside when Song Licheng is being sent off?" Xie Qingxuan opened the big iron door, but before she could finish her words about Fu Minghua, Fu Minghua pulled her into his arms. "I just heard that you were sent to Song Licheng to be imprisoned," Fu Minghua buried his head in Xie Qingxuan's neck, his voice muffled, "Whoever gives you false news, in a society governed by the rule of law in broad daylight, who can lock me up? But it's illegal." "If it's others, forget it, but I'm not worried about Song Licheng." "What's the matter? I'm so worried. Song Licheng is much safer than you. At least he won't bang on the door with all his strength, which scares me to death. "Is it that cold if you still have his clothes on?" Fu Minghua said. He took off Xie Qingxuan's shirt and threw it to the ground. Only then did Fu Minghua realize that he had been entangled with Song Licheng just now. Taken easily. It's Song Licheng's shirt. The style of Song Licheng's shirt is so similar to mine that you wouldn't be able to tell if you don't look carefully. Fu Minghua took off his coat and put it on Xie Qingxuan: "You can only wear my clothes, Xie Qingxuan!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I haven't agreed to be with you yet," "You've taken advantage of me and you don't want to take responsibility. This is unfair! Write about Xie Qingxuan." "Okay, okay, I'm fine now. How are your recent paintings going? I want to check them," "I'll take you to see them. I've been very inspired recently and created a series, and I want to give them to you as well," "This is a collaboration between you and my dad. I'm afraid it wouldn't be a good idea for you to give it to me," "You'll know when you go and see them. Let's go, let's go and see them!" Fu Minghua held Xie Qingxuan's hand and acted like a puppy in Xie Qingxuan's arms. Xie Qingxuan had no choice but to follow him and leave. All of this was seen by Song Licheng on the second floor. Song Licheng's wine, the red wine in his hand had been crushed, the dregs spread on his fingertips, and the red blood spilling from his fingertips made it hard to tell whether it was red wine or blood. Xie Qingxuan followed Fu Minghua to the studio, where Fu Minghua had changed into new paintings. The woman's back was smiling sweetly, and she was wearing a robe from the Subiah Kingdom period. Looks like a priestess with a destiny.

"So you really painted me as the goddess of the Kingdom of Subia?" "Not the goddess of the Kingdom of Subia," Fu Minghua pulled Xie Qingxuan around, and he gently kissed the corner of Xie Qingxuan's mouth, "It's my goddess," Xie Qingxuan smiled, but suddenly Xie Qingxuan felt a bloody smell rushing through her throat. Xie Qingxuan subconsciously pushed Fu Minghua away, and suddenly a mouthful of blood was spit out on the ground in front of Fu Minghua. Xie Qingxuan herself felt incredible, let alone Fu Minghua,

"What's wrong with you, Xie Qingxuan, are you feeling unwell?"

"I..." Xie Qingxuan was about to say something, but the fishy smell in her throat did not stop, and another mouthful of blood was spit out on the ground.