This slap was so hard! It made Zinge's head buzz and tears fell from his eyes.
She owed her this slap. Qingge covered his face and said nothing.
Ling Mei felt even more angry when she saw that she was in desperate embarrassment but still had a stubborn expression on her face. She raised her hand and was about to do it again...
Shen Yake took a step forward to stop Ling Mei's behavior. Unexpectedly, someone was already one step ahead of him, protecting Qingge and grabbing Ling Mei's raised hand.
"You dare to hit my woman, don't you want to live?" She grabbed Ling Mei's hand, looked at her angrily, and threw her in front of Shen Yake.
Yes, this marriage was planned by him, Du Yuechen, forcing the Shen family to ask the Ling family for help, so the marriage between the two families was naturally logical, and Shen Yake would be a married man. With his respect for Qingge Understand that she would not have the heart to ruin their relationship, but this does not mean that he can watch others beat his woman.
Shen Yake supported the weightless Ling Mei.
"Shen Yake, take care of your woman. I don't want this to happen again." He glanced at Shen Yake and Ling Mei coldly, took Qingge's hand provocatively, and led her away from this place. A banquet.
Zinge didn't resist and let him pull her, then he put her into the car.
He didn't intend to let go of her hand, but she threw his hand away angrily, "Let me go."
He didn't care about her bad tone, he took her hand again and rubbed it back and forth. He stroked her red and swollen cheek with his other hand.
The love in his eyes was so strong that Qingge thought he had seen it wrong, but no matter how possible it was, it didn't look like he was pretending.
If he is just pretending, then his acting skills are so great that he might be able to win an Oscar.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked.
He was pretending to be nice to her on purpose because he felt guilty. He deliberately brought her to see her today just to tell her that it was impossible for her and Shen Yake to make her despair and stop her delusions. He He just wanted to see her sad, and wanted to see her run away in embarrassment. Everything was planned by him.
Qingge convinced himself in this way, and his eyes gradually became clearer.
"Du Qiaochen, you did it on purpose. You deliberately let me see them getting engaged. Why are you so cruel?" She accused coldly.
Du Liaochen didn't seem to hear it, as if he was talking to her or to himself. "You have to go back and apply it quickly, otherwise the swelling will get worse."
"Du Liaochen, I don't need you to care, just go away." She waved away his hand that was touching her face, and sat further away, widening the distance between them.
He leaned his head on the glass and didn't look at him.
The car was so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing clearly.
His breathing and subtle movements, which were getting closer and closer, also made Zinge nervous, and his breathing became heavier unconsciously.
He put his arms around her thin shoulders, held the back of her head with one hand, and pinched her waist with the other hand to prevent her from moving.
Kissing her pale lips passionately, the initial taste gradually became passionate. Qingge's mind began to lose control, and he became intoxicated, and slowly began to respond to him.
After receiving Qingge's response, Du Jiaochen became even more unscrupulous, prying open Qingge's teeth and savoring her beauty. His big hands lit fire everywhere on her body.
It was undoubtedly a fatal temptation for the young Qingge. After a while, her breathing began to become unsmooth, and her chest heaved up and down. She put her little hand between them, trying to breathe fresh air, but she couldn't get away, so she could only Accepting his teasing resignedly.
"Yeah." Qingge couldn't help but sigh.
"Well...ah." She cried out in pain.
It turned out that Du Liaochen bit her lip, the smell of blood filled her mouth, and he was actually sucking her blood.
"Madman, Du Qiaochen, are you crazy? Stop now, it hurts so much." She pushed against his chest and didn't move at all. Qingge's lips had already been kissed so tenderly by him that even the contents inside The blood vessels can be seen clearly.
Only then was he satisfied that he no longer abused her lips.
"Madman." Zinge shouted.
"This is clean." He looked at her lips seriously, seeming to be very proud of his "masterpiece", looked at Qingge dotingly, pulled her over, and let her lean into his arms.
He understood a lot just now. He originally wanted her to lose hope for Shen Yake and make her want to leave him, but Ling Mei's slap in the face made him angry.
The slap on her face made his heart hurt severely. She complained sadly and angrily about his cruelty, but he didn't want to hear it.
She must blame him, blame him, hate him, he tried every means to break her hopes and tied her to his side.
He didn't want the smell of other men to stay on her body, so he bit her lip punitively, erasing the smell Shen Yake left on her body, leaving only his. Will her heart be wiped out too? The smell of others is only his. It belongs to him, Du Yuechen.
How great it would be like this!
When did he start having such ridiculous thoughts? To be precise, when did he start thinking about growing old with the person in front of him?
Oh, he remembered.
Every time she lay in his arms like a child and fell asleep. The way she slept was so beautiful, so he gently kissed her smooth forehead, the center of her eyebrows, and her lips.
It's her body that looks fragile but her face that's more stubborn than anyone else.
Before the accident, his father ran a large company, and she was also the princess of the family. But after the accident, she suddenly fell from a princess to a poor person, and her mother, the only one who could rely on each other, became a vegetable.
She has seen too many human relationships and hardships in life, so she understands earlier than others that only by learning to compromise and be cautious can she see the sunshine.
He has never loved, but he truly hopes that this is love.
His embrace was extremely warm, and even the wind outside the car window was warm and slow, very, very comfortable. Qingge couldn't help but want to take a nap.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, and when you wake up, we will be back home."
Du Liaochen's voice was like a spell.
Home, such a warm word, made the corners of Qingge's mouth curve into a slight arc. After a good night's sleep, when he got up in the morning, Qingge stretched himself greatly.
The October day was slightly cool, but he only wore a short-sleeved T-shirt and khaki pants. He calmly ate the roasted lamb chops on the plate with an elegant posture. He did not forget to use a napkin after finishing the meal. Wipe the corners of your mouth.
Qingge looked at him blankly, thinking of their peaceful coexistence last night, and that sweet word, home. He said this was her home.
At that moment she was really touched.
"What? You think I'm pretty and delicious, so I don't plan to eat." He made a rare joke, and there was an indelible doting in his tone.
He reached out and brushed the strands of hair from her forehead, "Stay at home and I will be back early in the evening."
He now felt like a husband who was about to go out, telling his little wife to wait for him to come back, and a sweetness filled his heart.
Qingge looked a little embarrassed and his face turned red to the roots of his ears.
When did they become so close?
It seems like this feels good too.
He kissed her smooth forehead, then walked out of the entrance, and then heard the sound of the car starting.
he's gone.
Qingge was relieved. Just now, thousands of thoughts appeared in her heart, each of which was incessantly cut and confused, but the most important thing was nervousness. Oh my God! When she faced him, she became nervous, uneasy, and her heartbeat accelerated.
She blushes and her heart beats when she looks at him. What's wrong with her?
Qingge patted his face, trying to wake himself up.
While eating, she rattled the plates. Looking at Qingge, who seemed to be irritated with her, Mrs. Zhang felt a little puzzled. Could it be that she and the young master were getting into trouble again? It didn't look like that. Just now, the two of them were still in each other's arms.
Reluctantly, they look like a loving couple, why is this happening now?
How could Sister-in-law Zhang know that Qingge was just trying to regenerate his anger?
He was worthless, spineless, stupid and confused by the big bad wolf Du Jiaochen.
Zinge was absent-minded and listless all day long. He also ate very little at dinner and sneaked back to his room as soon as it got dark.
"Ah, I'm so bored, why can't I sleep?" She complained and sat up.
She had been tossing and turning on that big bed for a long time, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could see were Du Yuochen's photo albums. How could she be so worthless? He just treated her a little better, and she would be fine.
The scar was gone and the pain was forgotten. "Xia Qingge, can you be more promising?" She took the pillow and covered her head, then fell inward on the bed.
Ten minutes later, Qingge had no choice but to get up. Her stomach was growling. She had eaten too little for dinner just now, and now she was hungry. She was too embarrassed to bother Mrs. Zhang again, so she had to go downstairs to pour some more.
Hot water, hope I can survive tonight.
After pouring the water, she looked at the clock on the wall out of habit.
Five minutes to one o'clock in the morning.
He hasn't come back yet? Didn't he say he would come back early today? Why hasn't he come back so late?
She turned around.
"Ah" a scream broke the midnight silence. His hand shook and he almost dropped the water glass.
"Don't scream, it's me."
Qingge patted his chest, looked at the person in front of him in shock, and complained, "It's scary to death. Why are you walking without making any sound at night? You're scaring me to death. You're scaring me to death."
"I have no voice. You didn't even hear the loud noise I made when I opened the door? What are you thinking about in your little head? Are you thinking about me?" He said playfully and threw her into his hands.
Put it back into her hand.
"No...no, don't talk nonsense, who misses you?" We can't let him know that she was distracted just because of him. It would be too embarrassing for him to know, and this big-tailed wolf doesn't know how to raise its tail.
where it goes?
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