• Finally grouped.
• Jackson Yee is cold.
• The southern pillar is He Mo Wan'er.
• Wang Junkai.
• ... I'm baffled and want to laugh. What's going on?
• 
• 

  wangjunkai

  ...
• 

  wangjunkai

  It's cold,
• Wang Junkai walked towards Leng Qingjue, his pace was neither fast nor slow, but there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, which could not be ignored.
• Leng Lian did not raise his head, and Wang Junkai was completely ignored when he was talking and laughing with Nan Zhuhe.
• Wang Junkai's eyes fell on the faces of the two people, cold to the bone.
• He hated his indecision, which hurt her and drove them to a dead end.
• It seems that it can't be delayed any longer.
• When it breaks, it breaks.
• 

  wangjunkai

  ... I have something to do, I quit.
• Leng Qingjue seemed to ignore Wang Junkai, but in fact he was still paying attention to him.
• Hearing Wang Junkai's words, she couldn't help but feel a burst of acidity in her heart.
• 

  lengqingjue

  Oh, yes, your family member is still lying sick in bed...
• 

  lengqingjue

  Come on, don't make people sad.
• 
• Wang Junkai suddenly smiled, he held his cold hand, and his smile was as bright as a galaxy.
• Leng Qingjue raised his head and looked into Wang Junkai's eyes.
• With such beautiful peach blossom eyes, she was the only one in it.
• 
• 

  wangjunkai

  Exhausted,
• 

  wangjunkai

  Trust me.
• For such a long time, he forced himself every day not to go to Leng Jujue, not to pay attention to everything about her.
• But found himself completely unable to do it.
• Wang Junkai finally understands
• To Enron, he is responsible, grateful, and has no love at all.
• And Leng Jujue is the one who can tickle his heartstrings, the one he wants to be with for the rest of his life.
• 

  wangjunkai

  I will distance myself from Enron,
• 

  wangjunkai

  My wife, it can only be you.
• Wang Junkai gently pulled Leng Qingjue into his arms, left a kiss on her smooth and beautiful forehead, and hurried away.
• 

  lengqingjue

  ...
• Can she trust him again?
• The other three watched, each with their own thoughts.
• 

  nanzhuhe

  Pour out baby,
• 

  nanzhuhe

  Will you continue?
• Leng Qingjue returned to his senses and nodded with a smile.
• The blue sea, as soft as silk, slightly swaying ripples.
• The weather is so good and there is no strong wind, it is undoubtedly suitable for surfing.
• Nan Zhu He pulled Leng Jujue and told her about surfing methods and techniques. Leng Jujue was not a squeamish girl at all. She went to the sea generously.
• 

  lengqingjue

  Wow, so exciting!
• Jackson Yee, Mo Waner, and Nan Zhuhe also followed. A few people surfed on the sea and had a great time.
• The other few people fell behind and gradually lost sight of them.
• Suddenly, a huge force, straight towards Leng Lianjue bumped over, Leng Lianjue's pupils contracted, and before he had time to react, he fell into the sea.
• 

  lengqingjue

  What! Help...
• She only called for help, and she couldn't make a sound anymore.
• It seemed that something was desperately pulling her to the bottom of the sea.
• 
• How do we do that?
• It was this feeling again. The cold was biting all over his body, and the sense of suffocation lingered...
• Is she going to die again?
• Next Chapter