Sweetheart was stunned by He Jiaming's roar, and his heart almost stopped beating.

It’s annoying. Don’t shout loudly if you have nothing to do, okay? It’s very scary! It suddenly sucks the wind in the middle of the night!

She hid behind vigilantly, fearing that He Jiaming would do something uncontrollable. He Jiaming was so angry that he was itchy, thinking to himself how could this little woman do this? Can't she let herself taste a little sweetness!

He suddenly stepped forward and hugged her before Sweetheart could react!

Sweetheart was so scared that she felt like she was about to be squeezed by this powerful arm! She instantly made countless swear words in her heart, raised one leg and pushed He Jiaming down!

"Don't move!" He Jiaming grabbed her thigh, and even though the three-legged cat tried to sneak attack him?!

Sweetheart became a golden rooster independent. She was shaking with one leg standing, and she had to rely on He Jiaming to stabilize the center of gravity. She twisted her body angrily and shouted: "Let go of me quickly, you beast, I'm going to turn against you!"

"Let me hug you! Don't move!" He Jiaming growled helplessly, "I have a crush on you for so long, you always have to give me some comfort!"

What does it mean to give him some comfort! If he has a crush on himself for Shenma, he needs to give him some comfort! Could it be that he has forced him to have a crush on him?

I said it again and again, he did not have a secret love, he confessed his love many times, okay! Speakless!

He Jiaming really didn't want to let go, and he couldn't bear to let go. He really wished that time would stop at this moment and let him hold his sweetheart for the rest of his life, or a earthquake, volcano eruption or something to bury them both here. If he couldn't be together alive, at least after his death, he would have a fair chance to compete with Situ Qinglang, that guy, right?

never mind……

Feeling the little thing in his arms trembling with anger, Young Master He, who had always been naughty, felt very heartbroken, and he had to let go of his hands that were holding her tightly.

Sweetheart instantly stepped back two meters away, and because of the slippery feet, she fell backwards.

God, what day is today! Seeing the back of her head approaching the ground, she lamented in her heart that this is too sad, why is it always the one who is hurt herself?

He Jiaming quickly grabbed her with his eyes and quickly dislocated her arm. He pulled her back into his arms vigorously and whispered: "Don't move around, I won't touch you anymore, be honest!"

Who is honest... It is you who provoked me first! Sweetheart raised his foot and kicked his calf unhappily.

He Jiaming was speechless, this was too rough!

He let go of his hand and sighed, "Forget it, I know I have no chance with you, but can you be a little gentler to me?"

"I was very gentle at the beginning, you used your hands and feet first!"

"Do you think I don't want to stand still? I can't control myself at all, okay?"

"Then why do you blame me for not being gentle to you! No one makes you unable to control yourself..."

"If you say that, I'll take you off! Don't think that I can't do anything to you if you marry Qinglang!" He Jiaming gritted his teeth and looked at the stubborn and angry little eyes of Sweetheart. He realized that he really wanted to give up Sweetheart before the New Year came, and could no longer waste it without results.
Chapter completed!