Love Never Ends

However, the strength in Yun Feng's arm was so tight that she couldn't escape. She only heard him growl angrily behind her ear, "I can't calm myself down! How can I keep my cool when things have already turned out like this?! "    

Yun Feng turned her over and forced her to face him.    

Her crimson eyes met her red, watery eyes, "Don't tell me you want to be calm, I don't need it! I only want your heart! "Tell me, do you love me or not …"    

"No!"    

The yew tree roared at him in frustration.    

"Yang Xiaoshan —"    

Yun Feng was furious. His eyebrows were raised high, showing that he was about to explode with anger.    

"No!" "I don't love —"    

Yew's tears poured down like rain as she shouted at him in a loud voice, "You floral young master, what is there to be loved about!? I do not love you, not only do not love you, but also hate you! "I hate you …"    

After shouting that last sentence, the yew tree turned completely into a tearful person.    

The words stuck in his throat and he could no longer utter a single word.    

If she didn't love him, then why did she make herself look so miserable?    

If she didn't love him, why would she feel as if her heart had been cut by a knife when she heard that word?!    

Later on, Yun Feng used his own lips to cover yew's dishonest mouth.    

The hot and wet tongue kiss, accompanied by the coldness of the rain and the bitterness of the tears, merged between their ice-cold lips … It was as if the pain had stabbed into the heart of a yew, causing her to suddenly burst out crying even more uncontrollably.    

Tears fell as he cried …    

Her small hands grabbed onto Yun Feng's already wet shirt collar, making her cry like a child.    

Yun Feng held her face, not willing to be half an inch away from her lips, and apologized, "Sorry …"    

"It's useless to apologize!"    

"How can you say that? Am I, Yang Zishan, such a terrible woman in your heart? "    

Yun Feng knew that he had said the wrong thing. He hugged the yew tree tightly and refused to let go. "I'm afraid you're really in love with Lin Yichen!"    

His fear was not unfounded, because up until now, this girl had never given him a definite answer.    

He always owed her!    

Yun Feng hugged the yew in his arms tighter, as if he was afraid that she would run away, "I have to explain what happened in the bar! I don't know the woman who answered! I didn't drink with her, and I didn't talk to her. The most I could say to her was, 'Scram!' "She received my phone call. It was an accident. I drank too much and fell asleep on the bar. Who knew that she would suddenly pick up my phone. After I found out, my phone just went out of battery …"    

"Can I believe it?"    

Yewtree stared at him with red eyes.    

"We have to believe it even if we don't believe it!" This is the truth. "    

Yun Feng was getting anxious.    

"Then Lin Yichen and I really are fine! If I didn't feel sorry for him because I owed him, would I have been willing to watch this movie with him? Even as an ordinary friend or colleague, it was not excessive to watch a movie! I was worried that he would misunderstand, so I intentionally kept my distance from him during the movie. After watching the movie, he invited me to dinner, but I didn't dare to agree. I know what distance I have to keep from other men. I hid it from you not because I wanted to deceive you nor did I do something shameful, but because I didn't want you to misunderstand or be angry! "It's really that simple..."    

Yewa finished speaking in a single breath. Her voice had been cut off a bit by the rain, but it was still as high and resounding as before.    

Finally, he lowered his head and bit his lips, "And …"    

As she said this, she paused for a moment, her throat feeling a little astringent. "The reason I called you before wasn't to check your position, but to tell you what I had just said. I also wanted to tell you that I couldn't move forward outside your house …"    

"You've been waiting for me here? "Shh!"    

Yun Feng cursed in a low voice.    

Of course, the one cursing wasn't her, but herself!    

Then, he dragged the yew in the rain and rushed into the villa.    

The two of them stood at the entrance of the hall like two bedraggled chickens, looking at each other.    

Taxi still felt pain in her heart. She pursed her lips and said, "I'll clean up my clothes, then I'll go back …"    

She bent down and changed her shoes.