"Long Qianqian, I will take you out of this place."
When Long Qianqian turned around, Xuan Le stood behind her, took her hand, and quickly left the noisy hall.
The mysterious and cold eyes behind her followed her away. Long Qianqian, I promise you freedom and peace for only one month.
After a month, you must come back to me.
Xuan Le parked the sports car on the coast. The cool wind blew, and Long Qianqian couldn't help but shrink in her thin body.
She looked at Xuan Le walking towards the beach. His lonely back looked tall and tall under the refraction of the sun. His profile was so soft and charming that it was almost as charming as Xuan Yu's.
It’s just that no matter how bohemian a man is, he will always feel lonely.
Xuan Le stood still, turned around, and saw Long Qianqian standing there, her eyes falling directly on him. He smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Don't you want to go for a walk with me?"
At this time, Xuan Le was lonely and sad, and those cynical black eyes were so dim that it made people feel distressed.
Long Qianqian put her hand on his and let him hold it and lead her towards the beach.
"Qianqian, are you happy?"
Long Qianqian heard the sound of the waves and Xuan Le's low-pitched voice clearly, and she followed his footsteps.
"Happiness? No more." She raised her head and took a long breath. "I was happy once, when I was with Yicheng, but I was taken away by Long Henyang."
Xuan Le stopped and turned his face, his deep pupils emitting a complex light.
"Qianqian, if you want to leave Yang, you must completely break away from him."
Long Qianqian laughed self-deprecatingly: "If I could, I would rather not know him."
I don’t know Long Henyang, but she is still Gu Yicheng’s happy little woman. She commutes to and from get off work every day on their Chery QQ, and at night she sleeps in a house of tens of square meters, cooking their favorite dishes, watching her favorite TV series, and finally embracing each other. Fall asleep.
"Although I only stayed with him for a few days, I really felt what pain was."
Xuan Le held her hand tightly and locked his eyes on her beautiful but not beautiful face.
"Long Qianqian, are you willing to be with me?"
Long Qianqian suddenly raised her head, met Xuan Le's bottomless pupils, and said with a smile: "Xuan Le, this joke is not funny at all."
She wanted to withdraw the hand that was tightly held by him, but gave up the struggle due to Xuan Le's insistence.
"I'm not joking. You have also seen that my sister and Yang are the most suitable couple, and you, you are just Yang's sister. I understand Yang. As long as it is something he believes in, he will get it by any means.
Unfortunately, you became his target."
"So?" Long Qianqian asked coldly.
"Let me protect you."
Long Qianqian smiled, put her other hand on him, and shook Xuan Le away fiercely. After laughing, her eyes became cold.
"Xuan Le, you are not a priest, and I am not a believer. You cannot redeem me, and I do not need your redemption."
Xuan Le hit her shoulders with both hands, forcing her to face him.
"Long Qianqian, you, I am determined to redeem you."
That night outside the villa in Nanshan District, he saw her for the first time. He was helpless and tender, and he grabbed Yang's sleeves and begged. He had seen countless women, but she was the most ordinary one.
Or maybe it was her indifference that gave him the urge to help her.
Long Qianqian quietly greeted Xuan Le with determined eyes, what a perfect man.
Purely handsome, rich in gold, outstanding in appearance, graceful, and suave. The key is that he is not as aggressive as Long Hen, which makes her feel depressed all the time.