Chapter 1982 Let’s Break up (2)

An Xiaoyang grew up from a shriveled bean sprout to a fair and tender one. He watched her grow up to be so pure, beautiful, well-behaved and quiet. How could he allow other men to desecrate his private treasure?

San Nuo caught up with An Xiaoyang. He grabbed her in a few steps with his long legs.

An Xiaoyang struggled desperately, but San Nuo didn't argue with her. He just hugged her tightly and held her in his arms. No matter what, he didn't let her run away.

San Nuo was actually afraid.

He would rather An Xiaoyang be stupid, know nothing, and can only rely on him.

But she was not. She was very smart. After entering college, she worked part-time as a translator and tutor. She even earned enough money to rent a house outside and live a petty bourgeoisie life.

At the beginning, he took the initiative to pursue An Xiaoyang. Others said he was excellent, but he didn't know where he was excellent. When he faced An Xiaoyang, he didn't think he had any advantage.

No matter how An Xiaoyang argued in his arms, it was useless, even if she beat his chest.

San Nuo thought An Xiaoyang was so cold-blooded that she didn't care about him, but when he saw her red eyes, he was instantly soft-hearted.

When the breath of the two people gradually calmed down, San Nuo lowered his head and said to her in his arms, "Xiaoyang, please, don't break up with me, okay? You can beat me or scold me, just don't break up with me."

An Xiaoyang's eyes were red, and she felt a little powerless when she heard this.

Is this a question of breaking up or not?

She pulled the corner of her mouth saltily and said to him, "San Nuo, although you are ambiguous with other girls, I didn't ask because I know you won't have two boats at the same time, but when it comes to me, you care about this and don't believe that. Can you feel safe by going to bed? Do women nowadays really care so much about that layer of membrane? No, at least I won't. If two people are not suitable, they will break up sooner or later. A membrane doesn't mean anything."

San Nuo was extremely heartbroken when he heard this.

But seeing that An Xiaoyang really didn't want to get too entangled with him, he was more afraid in his heart, afraid that An Xiaoyang was really tired of him.

So now--

In order to prevent her from leaving and breaking up, he could only compromise and admit his mistakes, "Xiaoyang, I know I was wrong. It's not that I don't believe you, but I was too angry and too scared. I was afraid that you really had something with other boys. I was jealous and jealous. I don't want to have anything to do with other boys. You don't like me like this. I will change. I will never say it again. Don't be angry with me. I really know I was wrong."

An Xiaoyang clenched her hands tightly, tightened and tightened, but in the end, she slowly loosened them.

Will she bear to break up?

No.

She knew that Sannuo's way was only a temporary solution, and there might be such a thing in the future, but could she really break up?

She actually just wanted both of them to calm down.

The language of impulse is very hurtful, and the harm caused may be unforgettable for a lifetime.

San Nuo felt An Xiaoyang's body soften and no longer tense. He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and kiss her lips, but An Xiaoyang tilted her head and the kiss landed on her cheek.

An Xiaoyang pressed against his chest, pulling the distance between them.