"You don't care about his life or death. He will fight tooth and nail for you. In order to get closer to you and understand you better, he will risk his own life. Fool, do you really have no feeling at all?
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Hua Yinxin looked at the indifferent back of the fool, stepped out of the car door, leaned against the car door, and said to the fool's back.
The fool didn't even pause for a moment and continued to walk forward.
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The fool calmed down his thoughts. Hua Yinxin's purpose was just to force herself to accept Situ Longhao, but she did not really want to make fun of Situ Longhao's life.
Although human life is not really that important in the eyes of people in the organization, it is not to the point of treating human life lightly.
Therefore, Hua Yinxin will definitely be waiting for her reaction and will probably not take action in the next two days.
She needs to make a careful calculation, and the most direct solution is...
He reached out to stop a car, parked it downstairs, opened the door, and didn't see Situ Qingyu's figure.
Looking at a note placed on the coffee table, Fool picked it up. It was not Situ Qingyu's slightly immature handwriting, but several large characters with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it. He took a look at it, crumpled the paper in his hand, and threw it into the paper.
The trash can on the side.
Picking up the phone, after finalizing the time with Li Zeyang, he sat on the sofa and called Situ Qingyu.
"Ranran!"
When Yu Fang heard the voice coming from the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but frown. He had some complaints about Situ Longhao taking Situ Qingyu's call.
"Qingyu just stained his clothes and face while practicing calligraphy, so he went to wash it. When he heard the phone ringing, Qingyu asked me to pick it up for him!"
Situ Longhao seemed to know what the fool was thinking. On the other side of the phone, a steady voice came through the phone line.
"Well, let Qingyu call me!"
The fool said calmly and prepared to close the thread.
"Ranran!"
Situ Longhao looked deeply into the distance, showing no concern for the fool. Situ Longhao couldn't hide the stinging feeling in his heart. Did he really have no place for himself in her heart?
"Um?"
A single syllable byte, with a hint of indifference and alienation.
"I won't let go! Even if I have to pay for it with my life!"
Situ Longhao's voice, through the phone line, seemed to have penetrating power, directly hitting the fool's heart.
Fool's brows furrowed completely, and he hung up the phone without any response. He threw the phone aside, stood up, and changed his clothes.
The phone was thrown aside in desolation. Standing in front of the dressing mirror, Fool's hand holding the belt of his windbreaker suddenly paused and he looked at the face in the mirror.
He slowly raised his hand and stroked his cheek. His frowning brow seemed to be struggling with something.
And the hand stroking his brow slowly moved down and stopped at his heart. At this moment, there was still a strange emotion swirling in his heart.
Situ Longhao's words began to flash in my mind: I won't let go! Even if I have to pay for it with my life.
And Situ Longhao's words overlap with Long Yinxin's words: You don't care about his life or death, but he will fight for you. In order to get closer to you and know you better, he will take his own life.
Go to the gambling once, fool, do you really have no feeling at all?
The fingertips touching his heart suddenly trembled, and then continued the movements of his hands as if nothing had happened.
As soon as he changed his clothes, he heard the sound outside the door, and when he walked out of the room, he was met by Li Zeyang's handsome face and his stunning expression.
He walked to the fool's side in a natural manner, hugged the fool's waist and brought the fool into his arms. Then he looked at the fool with tender eyes, as tender as water, lowered his head, and kissed the fool's lips.
But this was only a brief taste, but when he kissed the fool, he couldn't help but tighten his hands on the fool's waist, and the kiss began to deepen.
He tightened his hands so that the fool's body fit perfectly in his arms, clasping the back of the fool's head with one hand while deepening the kiss between the two.
The hot tongue directly wrapped around the fool's tongue, sucking and pulling, causing waves of numbness to spread between the two people.
The fool allowed Li Zeyang to kiss him, but when Li Zeyang's hands moved irregularly on his waist and moved down his hips, trying to slip into the windbreaker, he grabbed Li Zeyang's hand and pushed Li Zeyang away.
I still have business to discuss with Li Zeyang today.
But Li Zeyang looked at the Fool's serious face, with a look of dissatisfaction and reluctance, but he couldn't force it. He looked at the Fool with resentment, just like those people in a boudoir who are alone in an empty room and are dissatisfied with their desires.
The look in his eyes made the fool raise his eyebrows helplessly, and then rolled his eyes at Li Zeyang...
Just when Li Zeyang was about to complain, the phone rang.
Yu Fang pushed Li Zeyang away, walked to the sofa and picked up the mobile phone that had just been thrown away.
"Well, okay! I'll pick you up tomorrow!"
The fool listened to what Situ Qingyu said on the phone, because Situ Longhao wanted Situ Qingyu to stay with him for one night, so Situ Qingyu decided to spend the night at Situ Longhao's place.
The Fool never stopped Situ Qingyu and Situ Longhao from interacting forcefully.
When Li Zeyang watched Yu Fang take up the line, a squinting smile flashed across his face. With a coveted smile on his face, he slowly approached Yu Fang, hugged Yu Fang with his big hands, placed his tofu behind Yu Fang's ear, and said hoarsely:
"Qingyu won't come back tonight?"
"Um!"
The fool pulled away the hand sliding around his waist, and nimbly left Li Zeyang's arms. Then he looked at Li Zeyang's resentful eyes and said, "We have something to talk about!"
"We can talk slowly in bed!"
Li Zeyang shamelessly stuck to it again, clasping his hands on Yu Fang's hips and stroking them back and forth irregularly, while the longing in his eyes was clearly revealed to Yu Fang.
The Fool once again dodged away from Li Zeyang's arms and said no more. He just looked at Li Zeyang with that look. Under the Fool's gaze, Li Zeyang finally had to compromise in defeat: "Pretend I didn't say it, pretend I didn't say it."