The strange looks from all around made Qing clenched his hands tightly. He really wanted to punch him again and knock off that extremely hypocritical smile on his face, but...
Xiang Qinglan once spoke to him, but it flashed through his mind. He couldn't do anything, he could only endure it.
He turned around, looked at the sympathy in everyone's eyes, picked up his clothes, but when passing by Su Zhetuo, he stopped and looked at him, "Believe me, one day," he pointed to the pile of buildings behind, "there
, will be mine." He raised his head, with no coldness that belonged to Su Zhetuo, as if he was the man who should be on par with him.
Su Zhetuo just looked at him coldly, as if watching a ridiculous play, and his voice came word by word, "Are you worthy?" He didn't believe what a fool would do.
After all, he was only qualified to be a porter like this. He wanted Xiang Qinglan to know that choosing such a useless man would be the biggest failure in her life.
Qing didn't speak again or look back, but the man's words, "Are you worthy?" were deeply etched into his heart like a brand, which could no longer be erased.
Su Zhetuo, on the other hand, smiled coldly, but the smile on his lips was extremely cruel.
When Xiang Qinglan returned home, Qing had already returned. She stood at the door. In fact, she really didn't know how to persuade Qing. On the surface, Qing had lost her memory, and her intelligence was obviously worse than that of ordinary people.
He is very obedient, but when he is stubborn, he can be really scary sometimes.
She really didn't want him to go outside, because she was still worried about him, worried that something would happen to him outside alone, but Qing's stubbornness was beyond her control, and his words, "I won't go, then you don't go either,"
Just leave her speechless. If she doesn't go, they will wait to drink the northwest wind.
She put down the food she bought and walked to the sofa, where Qing Gang had been sitting quietly from the beginning to now.
"What's wrong?" Sitting on the sofa, she held his hand and wrote that Qing was a person who didn't know how to express his emotions. After being with him for so long, she also understood a bit about his character.
Stubborn men really give her a headache sometimes.
When Qing raised his head and looked into Xiang Qinglan's concerned eyes, his body slowly felt a warmth. In fact, everything was fine, as long as she was by his side.
"Lan, I can go there, but I can't help you anymore," his voice was very soft, but his tone seemed to express a kind of helplessness.
Xiang Qinglan moved her fingers, but her face was still smiling, "How about Qing help me?" She had no reason and didn't think about the result. If Qing wanted to tell her, then he had already said it. If he didn't want to, he had already told her.
Tell her, then she won't ask any more questions.
"Well," he nodded and reached out to rub her long hair. She looked much worse than before. However, why didn't he think that he could help Lan? He could help her carry things.
, you can accompany her, so that they will not be separated.
I went to cook, asked Qing what he wanted to eat, and wrote it in his hand. I saw a relaxed smile on Qing's face, and her smile became even warmer.
"Anything is fine, I don't choose," he said with a toothy smile, his white teeth were very beautiful.
"Yes," Xiang Qinglan nodded. She was well prepared today because she bought a fish to make fish soup for him. I believe he will like it.
Qing turned around and saw that his depressed mood had indeed relaxed a lot. He picked up the remote control next to him and turned to a channel. It was the financial channel he often watched recently, and it happened to be broadcasting the recent stock market trends.
"It has indeed fallen," Qing said to himself, just thinking that this was a very fun thing. He could predict the direction of any stock market at will, and it would be accurate.
Turning off the TV, there was a refreshing smell of fish in the room. It smelled really good. He closed his eyes, then quickly stood up and walked to the kitchen. Standing behind Xiang Qinglan, he stared at the pot.
That fish really makes me drool.
"Wow, it smells so good," he exclaimed exaggeratedly, obviously very happy. However, he smelled Xiang Qinglan's hair again. Lan was much more fragrant than fish.
Xiang Qinglan smiled, and she knew he would like it. The small kitchen became more crowded because of Qing, but with his help, it seemed to be a lot more fun.
"Qing, give me the vinegar," Qing quickly took a bottle.
"Qing, what you got is soy sauce."
I wiped the sweat off my head and gave him another bottle.
"Qing, bring me the salt."
Qing obediently picked it up and handed it into her hand.
"Qing, that's wrong, I want salt, not MSG."
Three black lines quickly appeared on Qing's face, all the same length. How did he know which one was which?
And Xiang Qinglan laughed, it was so cute, this is their life, although it is very hard, but it is very stable.
Gong Ruxue stared at Su Zhetuo from time to time. She always felt that he was a little strange today. From the time he came back to now, it seemed that he had been thinking about something. Finally sitting next to her, she still felt that he was so far away from her.
Far.
"Tuo, are you happy today?" She put her hand on his arm and leaned on his shoulder. Although she didn't know what he was thinking, she could see his mood now.
It must be good.
"What do you think?" Su Zhetuo hugged Gong Ruxue, lowered his head, and gave her a lingering French kiss. Their tongues intertwined from time to time, and Gong Ruxue soon became addicted to it.
Under his passionate kiss, he was not only in a good mood today, but also in a good mood.
"Tuo, how are you?" The breathless woman being kissed punched his shoulder reluctantly, her long wavy hair charmingly draped over her chest. Her delicate skin fell into the man's eyes.
, the man's eyes darkened a little, and then sparks flashed.
He took advantage of the situation to overwhelm her body and get revenge on that stupid man. He really hasn't been so happy for a long time. Tomorrow, he will go and see how embarrassed that woman will be. She will know that her choice will be
What a mistake, and as long as she is willing to beg her, then he will still give her a chance to stay by his side.
Lowering his head, the woman in his arms kept panting under his teasing, and when he narrowed his black eyes, he unknowingly thought of another woman's soft little face and the light yellow warm lamp.
Next, her little face showed a touch of pink, with a shy smile, but his movements were much gentler, gently caressing her face.
"Lan Lan..." This sigh made the woman under her suddenly stiffen, but what she was greeted by was the man's even stronger collision.
And for a moment, passion and pain accompany it.
Why do you call her by her name? Why do you still have her shadow in your heart?
Gong Ruxue cried. She didn't know whether it was tears of passion or pain.
The confusion in this room exaggerates the entire darkness and adds some uncertainty. The wind outside is even stronger. Tomorrow may not be a good weather.