It turned out that she was also one of the murderers, and she would go to hell. She seemed to see the eyes of those lying on the ground staring at her unwillingly.
When Du Caochen returned to the room, he saw Qingge still sleeping peacefully on the bed. He walked in and gently lay sideways on the bed. He held her waist with one hand and moved her head to his with the other hand.
In his arms, he let her rest on his arm and nestled in his arms. He admitted that what happened today was the news that he deliberately leaked to Cheng Qian. There were already rumors from the outside world that he, Du Juanchen, cared about the woman in front of him.
This woman was his fatal weakness, and it was by taking advantage of this that he lured the old fox Cheng Qian to the bait. But the play was not over yet, and he hadn't had enough fun yet. How could he let that old fox die hastily?
, he thought that there was a place that might be more suitable for him.
He wants to make his life worse than death. Wouldn't it be more interesting?
His handsome face showed a certain evil charm. He looked at the sleeping person in his arms, but the tenderness in his eyes was clearly wet. In the morning, Qingge was awakened by a numbing feeling.
When she opened her eyes, she was met by an enlarged handsome face with an evil smile, an expression that made her look like he was going to eat her alive.
Her lips were held by his, almost making Qingge breathless, and her small hands pushed against his broad chest.
"Well... I can't breathe, please let me go."
Du Liaochen looked satisfied, and buried his head in her neck with a wicked smile, leaving a series of red marks. His big hands kept wandering around her smooth body, lighting fire everywhere.
Qingge was able to withstand his teasing, and soon she was leaning against his body limply, as if he was a life-saving straw. His movements had never been gentler, for fear of hurting her.
Is it guilt? I feel guilty for taking advantage of you, so I am so kind to you. Thinking of this, grievances well up in my heart, my eyes are blurred, and tears slide down my face.
This feeling actually made her feel humiliated.
With a sudden force, she rolled from the bed to the floor. She couldn't push him, so she had to resort to this strategy.
"Ah", she fell to the ground almost half-naked. Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the ground. She only felt a strong impact with the ground and did not suffer any substantial damage.
Du Liaochen jumped out of bed in a hurry, "How are you? Where did you fall?" He nervously checked her body.
"It's okay, I'm okay."
"Fortunately, you didn't fall. Why did you suddenly fall to the ground?" He helped her to the bed and looked at her with confusion on his face.
"I...I'm on my period, I..." Seeing her hesitating in speaking, Du Qiaochen thought she was embarrassed. He didn't think much about it, and it was impossible to know how guilty she was at this time!
"Can you tell me that you're on your period? It's necessary to use such an extreme method. If you are really hurt, you will be the one who suffers." He said the words with concern and a hint of reproach, and he did not feel that Qingge was deliberately trying at this moment.
of alienation.
Du Qiaochen, when I look at you now, I will think of those people who were killed by me. Although I did not kill them myself, I cannot escape the involvement. I am also the one who indirectly killed them. Do you know that I
How tortuous is your heart? In your heart, am I really just a pawn for your use? Then why do you want me to feel warm? Don't you know that a heart that was once warm will feel even colder once it loses its heat source?
When they walked out of the room, they happened to meet William who was coming downstairs. They faced each other and neither of them spoke. The time was frozen in an instant. The atmosphere between the two men was very strange and full of gunpowder.
Du Liaochen provocatively put his hand around Qingge's slender waist, and held Qingge's hand intimately with his other hand.
When William saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel sad. He swore that he was jealous to death at this moment.
However, it was fleeting again, and in a blink of an eye, he changed back to his usual arrogant and unruly appearance, directly ignoring Du Jiechen, and the realization fell on Qingge.
Qingge felt uncomfortable with him. He wanted to stay away from Du Jiaochen, but he couldn't do anything. The farther away she was, the stronger his strength became.
She was helplessly and awkwardly sandwiched between the two men.
"I have a cocktail party at noon. My dance partner is temporarily busy. I wonder if Qingge would be willing to attend with me?"
Before Qingge could speak, Du Yuechen took the lead and said angrily, "She can't go."
"Qingge hasn't spoken yet, how do you know she can't go?" The two men looked at Qingge at the same time, one full of hope, the other with a naked threat, and the hands on his waist tightened, as if to warn her, if she dares
If she agrees, she will die.
Qingge just didn't buy it, so let her have her way today! She wanted to reorganize her thoughts on how she was going to treat him and everything about him.
"Chen, I don't have anything to do at noon, so just think of it as doing him a favor, okay?"
Du Liaochen's anger deepened, he pushed her aside and said, "Whatever you want." Then he went downstairs without looking back.
She was almost pushed down, but William stepped forward quickly and caught Zinge's body as he was about to fall.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
She just shook her head, stared blankly at Du Liaochen's back, and let out a vague sigh.
Others couldn't notice it, but William heard it clearly. He looked helplessly at Qingge's dazed face, feeling disappointed.
"Hey, didn't you say we were going to a cocktail party and we were going to dress like this?" Zinge pointed to the home clothes he was wearing, then looked at William's casual attire, and looked at him doubtfully.
Every time Du Liaochen took her to a dance, he would dress her up as an exquisite doll.
William suddenly leaned close to Zinge's cheek and chirped into her ear. The two of them were immersed in joy, with smiles on their faces, completely unaware of a gaze staring at them.
"Really?" Qingge asked happily, his face full of expectation and yearning.
"certainly."
Hearing his affirmative answer, Qingge's face became even more smiley.
"Then let's go quickly." Qingge urged.
It wasn't until the two figures disappeared that the person at the corner of the second floor came out.
Du Liaochen drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp.
"Clang" The wine glass was smashed on the steel armrest by him, and the glass fragments flew. Some of them had penetrated deeply into his flesh, and blood dripped down his fingertips.
But he felt no pain at all, and the intimate movements of the two people kept appearing in front of his eyes. He punched the armrest, leaving blood and blood. Su Mei ran over in a panic, holding disinfectant and gauze in his hand, and gently touched his injured hand.
Lift up.
"Why are you so careless? You're bleeding." She looked at him anxiously, opened the cap of the bottle of disinfectant, and wanted to help him bandage it. However, Du Yuochen threw her hand away, speaking indifferently and without mercy.
Say out loud, "You don't have to worry about my affairs."
He dragged his unbandaged, bloody hand out of the door.
Su Mei fell to the ground, minding her own business. What could be more painful than being rejected by the one she loves? She had followed him when she was eighteen years old. Even her brother asked her to live with him abroad several times, but she refused.
She loves Du Caochen. From the time she met an eighteen-year-old adult when she was 16 years old, she is now 22 years old. For six years, all she has been thinking about is Du Caochen. As long as she can stay with him, it doesn't matter what she does, including her work.
It doesn't matter whether he is a subordinate in the office or a lover in life. No matter how Du Yuochen changes women, she will always stay with him for the longest time.
So she has always believed that she has hope of sitting in that position.
But since Xia Qingge appeared, Du Caochen's whole person has changed. There is no news about him changing women in the newspapers, and there is no news about his rich nightlife. Everything is related to Xia Qingge. Du Caochen's story
There seems to be only one heroine, Xiaqingge, Xiaqingge.
Still Shazinger.
She was really going crazy.
William's car quickly drove out of the city. There were fewer and fewer people on the road and it became increasingly lonely.
When they came back, Du Chaochen was sitting on the sofa with an almost bottomed bottle of whiskey in front of him. At 23 o'clock, he was finally willing to come back?
He didn't turn on the light. The sudden light made him uncomfortable and he used his hands to block it.
Only then did he see the person at the door clearly. William was holding Du Caochen sideways, standing defiantly at the door, looking at the person in his arms with extremely loving and distressed eyes.
Du Liaochen was about to explode with anger.
"You'd better give me a convincing explanation." He tried hard to suppress his anger and looked at Shazinger who was motionless in William's arms. But it was William who asked.
"She's drunk." William crossed over to Du Chaochen and wanted to put Qingge back into his room. She was very drunk.
It was too late, but it was too late. Du Jiaochen took the lead and snatched Qingge from William's hand.
"She is not a woman that a playboy like you can play with casually." He warned, holding Qingge and striding upstairs.
All of a sudden, I felt empty, not only in my arms, but also in my heart, which felt empty and cold.
Qingge was so drunk that she didn't wake up even after she was thrown on the bed. She just murmured in pain.
Du Liaochen resisted the urge to throw her into the bath.
It was okay in the first half of the night, she could still lie on the bed peacefully, but in the second half of the night she started punching, kicking and doing Tai Chi, hitting him several times.
He stood up suddenly and turned on the light in anger.
This woman slept soundly and occupied the entire big bed.
He couldn't stand it anymore. This woman's wine taste was really bad. He almost didn't fall asleep.
In the early morning, William woke up Zinge's door with a sobering soup he had made early in the morning.
I don’t know what happened yesterday. They were having a good time in the suburbs, and she said, “William, I have never seen such a beautiful lake, thank you.” Then she suggested going for a drink.
He didn't think much about it, thinking it was just for fun, so he followed her.
Unexpectedly, she didn't drink some wine, but wanted to get herself drunk. He only remembered that before she fell drunk, she asked him leisurely, "Is it possible that when I wake up, I will forget, forget everything, and then she fell down"
On the table, with the faint light, he saw tears in the corners of her eyes.
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