Su Li grabbed her hand that was about to leave and pushed her back on the chair: "You understand, I know you understand what I'm saying." He held her shoulder with his hand to stop her.
Struggle, escape.
Unable to break away, she suddenly raised her head and touched his lowered cheek. The two of them were stunned in place, and the awkward atmosphere spread for a moment.
Qingge blushed and was the first to react. He stopped moving and said hesitantly: "What do you want to say? Hurry up and say it. I'm so hungry."
Although Su Li was stunned, he quickly came to his senses and returned to his previous gentle and calm demeanor. But it was difficult to find peace in his heart. The casual kiss just now was like a bolt of lightning, penetrating into his softest place.
"I just want to say that if you want to stay with him, then you must first learn to adapt to his living environment, whether it is indifferent or cruel and bloody, you have to learn to adapt. Do you understand? You want to stay with him
You must first learn to protect yourself when you are around him, and then make yourself stronger, so as not to drag him down and become a burden to him."
"If you don't want to stay with him, don't have any illusions about him. Leave him and go far away. Take this." Su Li handed Qingge a piece of paper with a series of numbers on it, which should be
telephone number.
Su Li didn't know if what he was doing was right. He just didn't want to see his brother get deeper into trouble, and he didn't want the woman he loved to be hurt. Of course, the premise was that Qingge and Chen didn't love each other. The sooner they leave, the better.
The less harm there is to both parties. On the contrary, if they love each other, then he will be fulfilled and blessed.
"You keep this phone number. If one day you have to leave, call me and I will help you."
Qingge clenched the number in her hand. This morning had brought her enough surprises and scares. She suddenly wanted to stay quietly for a while. She got up and walked out of Su Li's sight silently without any farewell.
Su Li remained calm on the surface, but he was already thinking a lot in his heart. One was the brother he depended on for life, and the other was the woman he loved deeply but couldn't tell. He just didn't want them to get hurt. He believed that Qingge was a smart woman, and she would know where to go.
Want to understand.
If she decides to stay with Chen, she must learn to protect herself. Chen cannot be by his side all the time, and it is impossible for him to rescue her in time every time she is in danger. So she must learn to survive in Chen's living environment.
, instead of being like now, with no trace of blood or cruel scenes. The truth is sometimes so cruel, and no one can stop it.
If she had no intention of staying with Chen, or, in other words, she didn't love him, then if she left earlier, Chen wouldn't be unable to extricate himself, and the harm he would suffer might be much less. Judging from the current situation, regardless of
When Xia Qingge leaves, Chendu will be hurt to a greater or lesser extent, only in varying degrees, but there will definitely be some.
This is his opinion. I don’t know if my observation is correct?
As for myself, I can only keep this love and this throbbing in my heart forever!
She couldn't figure out why so many people said strange things to her within a few days. She simply covered her head in the quilt, lost the appetite for breakfast, and hid in the room. However, she still told Su
I carefully put away the phone number I gave him, maybe I can use it later.
It was almost noon when Du Liaochen came back. After the busy days, traces of fatigue could be easily seen on his face. He crossed the hall and went directly to the study on the second floor. He simply took a shower and changed into something clean.
The clothes came out.
Knocked on Zinge's door, but there was no response. He just asked the maid downstairs and said she never came downstairs. This lazy little cat is getting more and more sleepy. After knocking a few times, there was still no sound.
, he twisted the door handle, and the door was unlocked. He immediately saw Xiaqingge sleeping peacefully.
Her hair was messy and scattered on the pillow, and her lips were slightly open, as if she was waiting for someone to taste it. Du Jiaochen swallowed hard, and he actually had an urge. After seeing Qingge's wide pajama neckline, she was leaking, and her
When his feet and part of his calf were exposed, his impulse turned into action.
I really miss her smell! These days she is either injured here or there, making him wait very hard. Not long ago, she had another abortion without knowing it, although the doctor said she recovered well
, he still didn't dare to be careless, and he couldn't bear to touch her. Thinking of the child, his heart ached. Oh, I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't want to think about it anymore. Just pretend that I never knew about it and just keep this matter in my stomach.
.
Just pretend that he never knew, so she wouldn't know either. He looked at her softly, the expression on his face was like the warm sun in August.
Now, he wants to...
Qingge was awakened by a burst of pain. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an enlarged version of Du Jiaochen in front of him. Even though he saw that she was awake, he was still stubborn and raging in her mouth.
He just bit her intentionally to wake her up, because Qingge looked at Du Liaochen with an unabashed evil smile on his lips.
Just as she was about to struggle to get up, she was enveloped in the fragrance of shower gel, and Du Jiaochen suddenly came close and pressed on her.
His kiss gradually became passionate, and he held the back of her head with his big hands, tilting her head slightly. Her palm-sized face turned crimson due to his movements, and her breathing became heavy. His big hands also kept caressing her.
He touched her body and lit fire everywhere through her pajamas.
Qingge gasped repeatedly due to his torture, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained, like a delicate rose lying under him. Her rationality was drained away bit by bit, and she allowed the fanatical man to do whatever he wanted on her body.
Still enjoying it.
She wanted to bite off her own neck. She could actually accept this man's intimate caress. In the past, when he entered her body, she would be in pain and wanted to die. Now, what happened to her? How could she be so mean? She even looked down on it.
of oneself.
Just as Du Liaochen was getting ready, a discordant voice came: "Sir, Miss, you can go downstairs for dinner." The servant knocked on the door several times and said respectfully through the door.
Qingge woke up instantly, hurriedly took the quilt, covered his almost half-naked body, and hid tightly under the quilt, only revealing a pair of confused eyes. It was obvious that the passion just now had not faded away, and his face was flushed, which was really tempting.
people!
Du Qiaochen was so angry that he picked up a vase and smashed it on the door with a bang. He was a typical dissatisfied person. He shouted loudly: "Get out of here and let your master teach you the rules." With this roar,
It immediately became quiet outside the door, and a rush of trotting could be heard.
This servant was so frightened by Du Jiaochen that he ran very fast with messy steps. He looked like he was in shock and had seen a ghost.
When Du Liaochen was sitting at the dining table, he did not forget to glare hard at the servant who just knocked on the door. The servant was so frightened by him that his face turned pale, and the sweat on his forehead was dense and dripping down his cheeks.
"Tip." He snorted coldly, and the servant almost fell to the ground.
Qingge didn't care how he tried to scare people, he was already embarrassed enough just now. I'm afraid that with his roar, everyone knew what the two of them were doing in the room. She couldn't afford to embarrass this person and ignore the ambiguity thrown at her by everyone.
The look in her eyes. She buried her head in the rice bowl and began to compete with the rice in her bowl.
Everyone only watched her lowering her head and struggling with the rice in the bowl, and could not see her picking up the vegetables. Apparently Du Yuochen also noticed this, and withdrew his vicious eyes from the servant and fell on Qingge.
"Cough, cough, cough." Qingge slapped her chest and coughed. She choked on her rice.
As soon as she raised her head, she met a circle of eyes, and everyone looked at her intently. This time, she coughed even harder, and tears came out of her eyes.
"Water...ahem...water." She said vaguely.
Du Qiaochen immediately poured a glass of water, put it to her lips, and slowly fed her to drink it. He complained a little: "Why are you in such a hurry? No one is going to snatch it from you." How did he know that Qingge was being raped?
He was so shy and timid that he accidentally choked.
Little by little, her coughing became less severe and she slowly returned to normal, except that her breathing was slightly messy.
Du Qiaochen poured another glass of water in front of her, put a few delicious side dishes into her bowl.
Everyone looked at the intimate understanding between them and had different thoughts. Su Li bitterly picked up the teacup in his left hand and drank it all in one gulp. He also poured a glass of water at the same time, but Du Yuochen was one step ahead of him.
It was more justifiable, and he seemed to have no reason to care about Qingge beyond Du Jiaochen.
One step is slow, each step is slow, one step is wrong, and every step is wrong.
The dining table returned to its usual quiet state. Seeing that everyone had withdrawn their searching gazes, Qingge began to pick up food and eat with peace of mind, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.
The meal was finished quietly. Except for that little episode, there seemed to be nothing exciting. The servants brought some coffee and fruit one after another and quietly stepped aside.
Qingge searched carefully and couldn't find the servant who was frightened by Du Jiaochen. It seemed that he was frightened by Du Jiaochen's lion's roar skill and hid secretly because he didn't want to provoke this cold-faced Yama anymore.
The more Qingge thought about it, the more interesting it became, and he unconsciously looked at Du Jiaochen.
His side face was sharp and angular, his thin lips opened and closed, with a seductive handsomeness, his eyes shot up to the cold stars, and his curved eyebrows were as thick as paint. She suddenly thought of a sentence that could not be more appropriate to describe Du Juanchen:
The pear blossoms overwhelm the begonias, and the jade trees in the wind beat Pan'an." She was secretly happy that she could think of such a literary sentence, and she didn't even notice the conversations of the people next to her.
Until, Du Liaochen's voice came: "Go upstairs and clean up, we will leave immediately."
"Let's go? Why, isn't it Sunday? Today is only Saturday?" Zinge obviously hadn't gotten over the thought just now. He didn't know what happened here when she was distracted and why she suddenly had to start early.
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