Chapter 1268 I Feel so Uncomfortable Holding It In

Hearing her choked voice, Maupassant's heart tightened.

He lowered his head and looked at her in surprise. She... cried?

She was always happy in front of him. Unless she encountered something very sad, she would not shed tears easily.

Maupassant frowned, feeling that this little woman was playing the pity card with him and pretending to cry.

He raised his lips slightly, tilted his chin, and looked out at the night scene, "Can everything be solved by saying sorry after making a mistake?"

"Who made me so stupid... Who made me feel so inferior..." Huang Ling said sobbing.

Do you think she feels better after breaking up with him?

God knows how many times she cried while covering the quilt when she returned to the room alone.

In prison, if Cheng Xichen hadn't come to her every night and stayed with her through the torturous night, she would have cried unnaturally.

Although Maupassant's father died, and although Maupassant's father didn't like her, she regarded him as her father-in-law.

Her father-in-law was killed and she was wrongfully accused of being the murderer. Maupassant didn't trust her and said he would prosecute her... Did she feel better?

"I didn't mean not to be able to tell that those photos were of P. Before I met Wuyou, I was not familiar with computers. How could I tell that they were of P..."

Maupassant was stunned, and his whole heart tightened.

She wasn't pretending to cry, she really cried.

His clothes were wet with tears.

Maupassant turned slightly, trying to push her away from his arms and look at her face.

As soon as he moved, Huang Ling buried her face deeply into his chest, hugged him tightly and cried softly.

Tears burst out like a dam, and the warm tears seemed to have a scorching temperature, burning the man's chest.

"Stop crying, good boy, stop crying." Maupassant patted her back, feeling extremely distressed.

"I feel so uncomfortable holding it in, please let me cry, wuwu..."

"..."

"Aina is right. People with low self-esteem do not trust the man they love deeply... Maupassant, I don't deserve your love, and you should abandon me..."

"Nonsense!"

"I feel so uncomfortable...I feel so uncomfortable..."

"It's my fault. I should have accepted your apology early. Huang Ling, please stop crying, okay?"

"You only bully me. Do you think it will feel better if I tell you to break up? Wuwu...I told you to apologize, but you still ignored me..."

"It's my fault. I won't dare to do this again. Be good, you are the mother of the child now, you can't cry like this."

"..." This trick worked as expected. Huang Ling's crying stopped suddenly and she sobbed softly in his arms.

Maupassant held up her face, her face was full of tears, and her face was full of tears, which was both cute and heartbreaking.

Maupassant lowered his head, kissed her eyelashes tenderly, kissed her tears, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Stop crying, eh?"

She cried so much that his heart and liver ached.

Huang Ling looked at him faintly: "Aren't you angry with me?"

"Don't be angry anymore. I've stopped being angry a long time ago."

"Do you accept my apology?"

"Huang Ling, we are in love. We are already married and our bodies are fused together. Don't break up easily in the future. Do you understand?"

Huang Ling nodded obediently: "Yes, I understand."

"You also know that I am so handsome, and all the women who like me are queuing up to Nanjiang Bridge. There are also many women who are jealous of you. They must use various methods to break us up. You have to believe me, and you have to Believe in yourself, if anything similar happens in the future, you have to discuss it with me, okay?"