After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 143 You haven’t forgiven yourself

things have passed.

It doesn't make much sense to dwell on this issue any longer.

Chen An just frowned and said, "You don't have to be clever with me, you know what I'm worried about."

"Her character is not as easy to talk to as in her previous two lives."

Yes.

If the person who appears next is the 'mortal' from the third life, I am afraid that Blue Star, which has just recovered its spiritual energy, will really fall into a big chaos.

Even all order is very likely to be destroyed in one day.

She doesn't care about anyone's feelings.

"I do not know……"

The system is very innocent.

If it could be embodied, it would definitely be a shrug and a spread of hands at this moment.

The boy took a deep breath and resisted the urge to curse.

He looked out the window and suddenly felt that the moonlight had become much whiter.

Then, a little head popped out from under the window sill.

It turned out that it was not the moonlight that turned white, but that there was a touch of white snow blocking the moonlight.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, and her red eyes widened slightly.

It seemed that every time she faced Chen An, she returned to the time when she was still a girl.

All in all, it's much more out of the ordinary than usual.

Luo Congan blinked.

"Uh……"

"Sir, you are so elegant, you are still up so late."

Although he was caught on the spot, Luo Congan quickly suppressed the embarrassment in his heart and turned over neatly.

She landed lightly in the room, with an awkward yet polite smile on her Qingli face.

"Um...good evening, sir."

But the expected response never came.

Luo Congan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head.

The palms of her hands hanging by her sides were clenched nervously.

Could it be that my rash visit made my husband angry again?

Or is it that your husband has never forgiven you for your previous offense?

Or maybe it’s the most fundamental reason, my own broken promise...

For a moment, many thoughts flashed through Luo Congan's mind.

She plucked up the courage to look, but all she saw was her husband's dazed look.

The young man was leaning on the bedside. His previously indifferent eyes now looked a little dull. His face was as plain as ever, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Of course Chen An wasn't blaming her.

In other words, based on his temperament and the experience he had with Luo Congan.

He couldn't think of anything to blame.

Perhaps in that small courtyard, his more than ten years of waiting only resulted in a vast expanse of white.

But Chen An knew it clearly.

That's not Luo Cong'an's fault.

None of them had the ability to resist at that time.

The agreement between the two people to meet was naturally as fragile as paper in the face of the invisible hand of fate.

He would be in a daze just because the mottled fragments in his memory overlapped bit by bit with his eyes.

Luo Cong'an, who has white hair and red eyes, is the complete woman in Chen An's heart.

It's the real her.

Now that I can see it, it’s just a little emotional.

But the woman standing beside the bed obviously didn't think so.

She reluctantly took a half step back, pursed her lips, looked up at the boy on the bed, and spoke softly.

"Sir, haven't you forgiven me yet?"

"I'm sorry... I overstepped the bounds of Cong'an..."

Thousands of years of frantic searching have never moved her.

But now, just a casual look from his husband made Luo Congan almost feel suffocated.

She can be that powerful practitioner who has thousands of incarnations and travels through the world.

But in front of her husband, she was always the sensitive and fragile little girl who was abandoned and despised by the world.

Chen An's dilated pupils refocused.

He looked over carefully and suddenly sighed.

He said: "Cong'an, I have forgiven you a long time ago."

"It's you who didn't forgive yourself."

The young man's words fell into his ears.

The woman's originally nervous expression was completely stunned.

Her body trembled slightly and she lowered her head without making a sound.

Silence soon returned to the room.

Chen An is very patient.

<divclass="contentadv"> He also did not continue to speak, but looked at her quietly.

Until the woman suddenly made a move, breaking the silent atmosphere.

Luo Congan almost rushed over.

She threw herself into her husband's arms, buried her head in his chest, and sobbed softly.

It seems that he wants to vent all the emotions accumulated in his heart over the years.

Without those hard and powerful shells, she has always been the girl who likes to act coquettishly in her husband's arms.

No changes have been made.

"Sir... wuwu, but I, I can't forgive myself..."

She cried and showed her vulnerable side without reservation.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have left sir in the first place...I'm sorry..."

Luo Congan's voice was intermittent.

Mixed with one or two uncontrollable sobs.

She said, wanting to reach out and wipe her red eyes.

But when his hand was stretched out in the air, it was held by another slender palm.

The palms of hands met, sending warm comfort.

She raised her head and saw the gentleman's gentle eyes, with a slight smile.

"Cong'an, I have never blamed you."

"Really?"

Luo Congan blinked and asked tentatively.

Chen An hummed.

He reached out his other hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

It's smooth and soft in the hand, like jelly.

So he couldn't help but pinch it a little more.

This is a habitual action. This kind of thing often happened when they got along in the past.

Luo Congan naturally wouldn't resist.

Her long eyelashes quivered slightly, and her slender goose neck was stained a little red under the moonlight.

When Chen An made this move, he actually had no charming thoughts in his mind.

After squeezing, he was about to take his hand back.

But he was quickly held down by Luo Congan again.

"don't want……"

There was uneasiness brewing in her red eyes.

Chen An was stunned for a moment, but didn't pull away his hand in a hurry.

Anyway, it’s just a touch on the face, no big deal.

It's not like they haven't done anything more intimate than this before.

It’s just that both of them were very clean back then.

Chen An has never had any evil thoughts, but the girl has a pure mind and only wants to get close to him.

But now that times have changed, someone seems to have had the crooked idea of ​​a jockey disgracing his ancestors.

"Oh, sir, don't move."

Immediately afterwards, there was Chen An's somewhat speechless voice.

"You hold my hand, do you mean I want to move it?"

"in spite of!"

Luo Congan retorted with a blushing face.

Although this rebuttal is so feeble.

"Really, sir, I just give you a hug, why are you so stingy..."

"Just a hug?"

"Uh-huh!"

……

……

After a while, Luo Congan walked out of the house neatly in the moonlight.

She recalled her husband's attitude towards her, and the corners of her mouth curled up with pride.

Sure enough, sir, he still has the same temper.

As long as the water flows, you will eventually win it!

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little regretful.

If only I hadn't been so impulsive when we first met again.

Where is the need to go to such trouble nowadays?

I just have to think about the name of the child!

Under the cold moonlight, a cold female voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Luo Congan's moment of fantasy.

"A pervert who can even go into heat with his own husband..."

"nausea!"