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Chapter 64: I'm Hungry, Go Cook Me Food

In those dark days, he fought hard for many years, and his body was covered with ugly scars, scars that would never heal.

He would never take off his clothes when he was entangled with a woman. He could not show all the scars on his body in front of a strange woman who only wanted to vent.

Among those women was Long Qianqian.

Why the hell did he think of her again? Long Henyang took out a photo from the drawer. This was a photo taken by the person he sent to the United States to monitor the old man.

His heart ached for a while, Long Henyang drank to himself, his bloodthirsty and sinister eyes still staring at the unchanged face in the photo.

He wanted to give her a month of freedom, but she didn't know how to cherish it and hooked up with Xuan Le.

There was a muffled sound, and the wine bottle in his hand fell down, hitting the ground with broken glass. Long Henyang dialed his cell phone.

"Find a place to sleep tonight. I'll requisition the house on Park Avenue."

A pleasant voice came from the other side of the phone: "Okay, as long as you can afford the price, you can use it as long as you like. It doesn't matter how long it takes."

When the doorbell rang, Long Qianqian was coming out of the shower, still wearing a bath towel. She was muttering to herself about why Wen Ai didn't bring the key and what to do if she wasn't at home. She was really careless.

When he opened the door, Long Qianqian froze instantly, and his first reaction was to close the door.

Unexpectedly, her reaction was a step too late. Long Henyang directly pushed the door in and locked the door.

A pungent smell of alcohol hit her nostrils, and Long Qianqian took a few steps back to distance herself from him, indifferently and distantly.

"What are you doing here again?"

Long Henyang raised the corners of his mouth with a wicked smile, walked around her and sat on the sofa in the living room.

This man was so strange. He appeared in front of her in a different posture every time, leaving her confused.

The landline phone in the living room rang at the right time. Long Qianqian pulled up her bath towel and went to the phone to answer the call.

"Qianqian, I have something to do and I may not be able to come back for a month. You can make arrangements for me to eat, drink, have sex, and sleep."

She originally thought that Wen Ai's return would help her out, but she didn't believe that Long Henyang would dare to do anything to her if there was a third person here.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ai called and said she wouldn't come back for a month.

Putting down the phone, Long Qianqian glanced at Long Henyang, who was half lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, wondering whether he was really asleep or pretending to be asleep.

No matter what, he wants to be here, right here, and she wants to go back to the room to change clothes.

This woman really ignored him. Long Henyang opened his eyes, with a tired look in his eyes. He didn't know why he came here.

But on a night like this, he just wanted to come here.

Just when Long Qianqian opened the bedroom door, Long Henyang crossed the sofa, pressed her against the wall, and tied her between her chest and the wall.

He didn't say a word as soon as he came in. Long Qianqian looked directly at him boldly and raised her head. She saw that there seemed to be a lot of fatigue in his eyes for a long time, and he looked so weak at the moment.

"Long Henyang, hurry up if you want to do it. I have something to do and I have to get up early tomorrow."

There was a weird atmosphere between the two, and the amber eyes were still breathtaking even though they were tired, and she almost fell.

Long Henyang leaned over and rested his head on her shoulder, his voice low and hoarse: "I'm hungry, go make me something to eat."

Long Qianqian wanted to open her mouth to taunt him, but when she heard his child-like tone, her cold words got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything.

She recalled that at the airport the day she came back with him, he said, "I have a heart, but this heart is cold. No matter how hard I cover it, it can't get warm."

Without the cold, cruel and evil cloak, Long Henyang is just an ordinary man who also needs someone to love him.

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