Chapter 184: His heart

"Treaching my faith and hurting him several times?"
When Chen Rong heard this, she really wanted to laugh. However, she was on his lonely eyes and his tall body mixed with blood and dust. It was clear that the sun was just right, but this handsome and unrecognizable man made people feel To the cold and lonely. This is a kind of loneliness, the soul is eternal life, walking in the wilderness forever, not being understood by people, and never having the loneliness of a partner.
Chen Rong looked at him, almost suddenly, her eyes were a little bit painful. A little side, Chen Rong let the wind of the wilderness blow dry eyes... Perhaps, she never really understood him, this man, he has an infinite desire for the warmth of water from the bones. She used to think that he was like steel and would never be knocked down, but she was wrong. Whether it is past life or this life, this man is always lonely, no matter how much he has, his soul has been drifting, always looking for warmth.
In the last life, she entered his eyes in the wrong way. Although she tried her best, she did not get his return.
In this world, she let go of him and let go of that kind of attachment. But it was the intentional and unintentional teasing, and the subconscious volition and desire made her walk into his heart.
Thinking about it, Chen Rong also felt that he really hurt him.
Just as he hurt himself in the last life, she walked into his heart, but he dismissed it. This is the biggest harm to him.
The lips move and move again. As in the past, this time, Chen Rong has no way to feel happy.
The wind blew her long hair, Chen Rong reached out and squatted, and slowly lowered the white hand. Chen Rong wanted to say something, and lowered his voice to continue. "Arong, if it is," he said sternly. "If you have a child and you have nowhere to go, come to me."
Chen Rong looked up at him.
Chen Rong whispered to the gaze that he was determined to stare at himself. "Murong really didn't move me." Her voice was a little weak. She also knows that the woman who has fallen into the hands of the Hu people has always been the only one who has been slept by the coach. More and more generally, it has become a common plaything for the generals and the soldiers. This is a common example. No woman can escape. Therefore, Wang Hong and Wang Hong thought that she had not escaped.
He stared at the knife tightly, still saying, "You are a woman, the temper is too embarrassed. You can not allow Chen Wei, you can find me, tell me. For such a small matter, you Lost in Wang Hong. Arong, you have lost me."
His voice was low and there was a kind of sorrow. When he said the words 'you have lost me', there is more power.
Chen Rong’s lips moved. She knew that if she was sincere, she would not marry him. When she knew Chen Wei’s business, she could find him and ask him. Although he does not necessarily listen, she should give it a try.
I stared at her, saw her bowed her head, and ran into the muscles. She said, "You have lost your body. I don't want to care about it. I still want to marry you... but you still refuse, Arong, your heart is straight. Like a stone."
He said here, looking up at the sky, shaking his movements, and his beautiful face smiled. "I want to marry this world, even if I bend my baby dog, I recognize the thief as my father. Even if I save countless people, I will always get it." It’s indifferent. I don’t care either... Only you, this woman, you, this woman, just made me happy, I feel innocent in my life, but I am so blind to me. Arong, when I hate you, I really want to kill. you."
Chen Rong bit his lip and lowered his head even more.
The throat was rolled a few more times. He closed his eyes and covered his eyes from the pain and the fall. When the lips moved, he said with a low voice: "This time, I also want to let go. I can think of you as a dog, like the thousands of Jin women I have seen, in one fresh bacon. I can't sit still crying under me."
When he said this, Chen Rong gently stepped back and slowly turned around and blessed him. Her mood was too complicated, and she was caught in the throat. Besides doing this, she really didn't know what else to do.
The low-pitched voice continued to pass into the ear. "Now, you are innocent, I am happy."
Speaking of this sentence, he stared at Chen Rong and said in one sentence: "Women, you remember my words. If you have nowhere to go, you can come to me. My husband, I will not laugh at you, it is Your child will also be a biological person."
He said here, staring deeply at Chen Rong, he stared so seriously, so persistent, seems to want to remember her firmly, but also seems to want to see this after the eyes, completely forget her.
She stared straight at her for a while, and his sigh came from the wind. When Chen Rong looked up, he only heard the sound of the clothes.
He walked over to the mount and rolled over. He didn't look back. The voice was clear and cold and shouted: "Go!" One spit out, and the thousand rides moved at the same time, and the dust that was rolled up made Chen Rong blink.
Wang Hong walked behind her. He stared at the sun. The figure that went farther and farther, said with a light hand: "You have no way to go? He thinks too much."
The dissatisfied voice was introduced into Chen Rong’s ear, and she quickly turned to the dryness in her eyes before she turned back.
Just as soon as she turned back, she looked at Wang Hong’s quietly staring. On the eyes of Chen Rong's wet eyes, he dissatisfied with the sigh, saying: "Let's go." Not waiting for Chen Rong to keep up, he will grow up.
Chen Rong re-entered the carriage.
She looked down at her head and looked at her own hands. For a moment, the two worlds, the thoughts of the world, all came to my mind. For a long time, I became a sigh.
Looking up, Chen Rong looked at the scenery outside, and did not know how long it took, she remembered Wang Hong, then turned to look at him.
What she is up to is a closed-eyed god, like Wang Hong of the statue.
Chen Rong moved to him, just approaching, his cold voice came, "Don't miss your old man?"
Chen Rongyi. Turned back and smiled back: "With new people, why bother to think about others?"
Wang Hongyu opened his eyes.
His eyes are still clear and far away, but Chen Rong is too familiar with him. He can see his lips twitching at a glance.
Chen tolerated the laughter, and the first one rushed up, and there was a heavy bang on his lips.
Chen Rong was light and thin, and Wang Hong still looked down on her indifference and distantness with his clear and high voice.
Chen Rong sighed, she quietly moved away, lowered her head, and moved his lyre from the side of the car wall, and waved it with a wave of thoughts, and a quiet and long-lasting thoughts overflowed.
With her head down and her red dress, her clear face is as beautiful as the lake in the sunset. As she passed by, the satin ink escaping, revealing the white jade-like neck.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong looked at her eyes, indifference, and fading.
The sound of the carriage, the low voice, and the dust that permeated the entire yellow dust road, in this quiet and beautiful, long and ancient piano sound, fixed into an eternal picture, "green young, long my heart. Towards, Zi Ning does not sing! Qing Qingzi Pei, I am thinking about it. Even if I don’t go, Zi Ning will not come! Provocate Da Yu, in the city. I don’t see it in a day, like March...

This is a kind of acacia that cannot be described by words. When you think of you, the time is no longer flowing, and the day and night are no longer changing. When you miss you, the palace is like a Qin wall, and your figure is far away in the clouds. When I miss you, each one is so long, the heart is twisted into countless pieces, and the film is a stream of laughter.
When you miss you, death is no fear, and you sit in the moonlight for countless times. May the soul drift away from this body and will be outside of Qianshan.
Obviously, Acacia has been carved, but this sound only sees peace, but does not see ginger.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong stretched out his arms and grabbed Chen Rong from behind.
He lightly printed a kiss on her hairline, swallowed and moved, trying to say something, but stunned. From her melody, he seems to see Chen Rong in the tens of thousands of slaves, in the eyes of countless double obscenity desires, in a serenity ready to die to miss themselves.
He yelled at her too tightly, which made the piano sounds chaotic. Since it was chaotic, Chen Rong pressed his hands on the strings and stopped playing.
Suddenly, the earlobe is warm.
However, he gently included it, and the low-pitched and gentle voice was cozy. "On that day, I knew about your conversation with you in the Xishan Taoist view."
Talk on the Xishan Taoist view?
Chen Rong blinked and was a little confused.
He moved his lips down and printed a kiss on her slender neck vein. In her shudder, he whispered softly and softly. "You ask me why I am coming to ask you... Arong is waiting I, Qilang dare not come?"
Ichiro dare not come"
Although it was just a few words, Chen Rong seemed to be drunk. She turned her eyes and couldn't help but turn her head.
Just after a move, her head was forcibly fixed, so that she could not turn back and could not see him.
He didn't want her to look back, she didn't look back. Chen tolerated laughter, endured drunkenness, and leaned back into his arms.
At this time, he pulled her face, and the soft lips kissed the knife. Chen Rong looked up and the fragrant tongue vomited, and the two figures were once again entangled into one.
The team drove to Nanyang City without delay.
As the city is getting closer and closer to Nanyang City, the official road has become more and more lively. From time to time, there will be a caravan team, and now, you can even see a small group of three or five groups.
These people who go through the journey are naturally Jin people... The more chaotic the world, the more loyal. Since the new Moyang city owner, the Qiyang city owner has settled in, more and more men have come here. In their view, Moyang, Nanyang Qiyang Zhucheng Liancheng anti-Hu first line, has fully demonstrated the determination of the court against Hu. And they, they have to struggle on the front line.
Among these pedestrians, this team led by Wang Hong has been followed by more and more people. Although the team did not see the family logo, their refined body shape, restrained murderous, and excellent mounts all showed their strong fighting power.
Therefore, when the carriage maintained the usual subversive swaying spring days, a knight suddenly rushed out and stopped in front of Wang Hong’s carriage.