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Chapter 169

"Zhuang Qing, don't be like this. Don't be like this, Zhuang Qing, okay?" I said to her softly.

"Feng Xiao, I'm so happy today. I finally sang this song to you," she said.

"I want to thank you, Zhuang Qing. I feel so uncomfortable right now." I choked and said.

She let me go, her face was full of pear blossoms, and then she smiled brightly at me, "Feng Xiao, I don't want to drink or play games anymore. Let's go back."

I nodded and hugged her gently, "Okay. Let's go back."

We hugged each other and left the private room, and when we walked into the hall, we saw Murong Xue smiling at us. I was a little surprised: Why did she come here again?

"We're going back." I said to Murong Xue.

She nodded, came over and said to me in a low voice: "You touched me so much just now. So I asked those sisters to leave."

I understood immediately, "Thank you."

"Hey!" She sighed deeply.

I know why she let out that long sigh - love. Love can touch everything.

After leaving the Dynasty Nightclub, Zhuang Qing stood there. I asked her, softly, "What's wrong?"

She smiled and said: "I regret it a little, I really want to play that game now."

I said: "Then let's go back."

What I didn't expect was that she suddenly picked up my left hand, and then bit my wrist hard. I suddenly retracted my hand, and a heartbreaking pain went straight to the bottom of my heart, "What are you doing?"

Well?" I was a little angry. I was in too much pain.

"Feng Xiao, I hate you. Why do you listen to me so much? I tried to forget you several times but couldn't." She looked up and said to me, with a smile on her face.

I couldn't laugh or cry, "Isn't it good to listen to you?" The heartbreaking pain was still coming from my hand. I hurriedly looked at it and found that my wrist was already dripping with blood. "Are you really crazy? Why are you biting someone?"

"

She brought my wrist to her lips again. I was startled and quickly retracted my hand, "Zhuang Qing, what's wrong with you?"

"Give me your hand and I'll bandage it for you," she said.

"No. You're going to bite me again." I said, with lingering fear.

"I just wanted to kiss you there." She said quietly, "Feng Xiao, you won't forget me now, will you? Look, I put my seal on your wrist. Some people say that every

People’s teeth are all different, just like people’s fingerprints. So the stamp I stamped on you is unique. Don’t you think so?”

My heart was immediately moved by her, "Zhuang Qing..."

"Give me your hand and I'll bandage it for you." She said to me softly again.

"You really don't bite me anymore? Are there any bandages on you?" I was still scared and a little doubtful at the same time.

She smiled at me and said: "Since I am going to give you my seal tonight, of course I have prepared the bandaging materials in advance. You see, there is also alcohol." As she said this, I saw her move from her

I took out a small bottle from the pocket of my clothes, followed by cotton swabs and gauze.

I couldn't laugh or cry again, and at the same time I was extremely moved.

She gently disinfected and bandaged me. Although the wound on my wrist was extremely painful under the influence of alcohol, my heart was even more moved. Neither she nor I spoke, but I saw her tears falling.

Drop by drop, it dripped onto the gauze on my wrist. It was the same for me, my tears couldn't stop flowing down.

She finally finished bandaging me, raised her head and smiled sadly at me. "Feng Xiao, why are you crying too?"

"Let's go home by car." I said.

"No, I want to walk back with you tonight. I am leaving this city and you. Let me stay with you for a while and see more of this city with you. Feng Xiao, look, we

This city is so beautiful. I really can’t bear to leave here,” she said, her voice choked with sobs.

"Then don't leave. Don't be a leg model. Wouldn't it be possible to live a good life if you open your own clothing store or something?" I said, finding that my voice was also choked with sobs.

"No, I can't back down. This time I'm going to let myself give it a try. Feng Xiao, didn't you tell me before? Only by burning the boat can you achieve success," she said decisively.

Yes, I did say this to her before, but now I realize that some things are so easy to say. Once I am in this situation, I understand that those passionate slogans actually seem to be true at the critical moment.

So pale.

I hugged her and walked slowly through the night of this city. Every now and then she would kiss me and stand on her tiptoes. I also kept kissing her hair and breathing deeply into her hair.

The fragrance coming from the tips.

"Feng Xiao, do you remember the first time we went to see a ship?" she asked me with a smile.

"I've been there twice, of course I remember." I replied with a smile.

"That would be nice..." she sighed.

"That's great." I said too.

"Feng Xiao." She suddenly stopped and came to me.

"Yeah." I responded, then looked at her.

"I want to kiss you on the mouth." she said.

"I'll go easy on you." I said, then bent down.

"No." She pushed me gently, letting me return to an upright position. Then she stood on tiptoes and came to my face with her warm lips, and then on my lips. My lips were slightly open.

Opening it, I immediately felt the tip of her smart tongue exploring towards me. Suddenly, I thought of something, and a feeling of extreme panic suddenly surged into my heart. I pushed her away gently, "

Zhuang Qing, listen to me, don’t go to Beijing."

She was stunned for a moment, looked at me in surprise and asked, "Why?"

"You are too short. You are not suitable for being a model." I said. Just now, her tiptoeing several times made me suddenly realize this problem.

I have always felt that her legs, especially her calves, are perfect. When I heard Lin Yi talk about the profession of "leg model", I was immediately attracted by it. First, Zhuang Qing does not like the nursing profession.

, the second is that her legs have such conditions. But I forgot one thing: models need height. No matter how beautiful stockings are worn on a short girl, they will not achieve the most beautiful effect. And just now she

Speaking of the photographer, although the photographer's approach went too far and asked her to wear underwear on the upper body and no underwear on the lower body, it also shows one thing. At least the photographer also felt that her legs were not slender enough.

Maybe she thinks she can extend the length of her legs without wearing underwear.

So I suddenly felt that if Zhuang Qing went to Beijing impulsively, she would probably face a disastrous defeat. Now, I regret it. I regret that I should not have encouraged her to resign. However, that is the end of the matter.

, now I feel that the only thing I should do is to dissuade her from going to Beijing. After all, I still have so many connections locally, even if Lin Yi arranges a job for her, it will not be a big deal. Not to mention Lin Yu

, the project Hong Ya and I also need someone to do. She is a woman, a petite woman who has never traveled far. I am very worried.

However, she smiled, "Feng Xiao, do you know how tall Song Hye Kyo is?"

I was stunned and didn't react for a moment, so I asked casually: "How high?"

"Same as me." She replied, "I'm not going to be a fashion model. Why do I want to be so high?"

I was speechless, but I still felt worried: Is there anyone as short as her in the modeling industry?

"No matter what, just think of it as a trip to Beijing, but this trip will take a little longer. I'm not afraid, at least I still have some savings, and the house is still mine. If it doesn't work, I'll take over the house in the future.

The money from selling the house is enough for me to last a lifetime. If I really can't do it, I will find a rich man to marry, and I will starve to death. Feng Xiao, do you think so?" she asked me with a smile.

I hugged her slender waist and said, "Okay. You go ahead. Now that you have made up your mind, what else can I say? But I hope you must remember to come to me when you need it.

I, Chen Yuan, will all help you."

"Yeah." She said, and then she gently broke away from my arms, "Feng Xiao, I'm going back. You should also go home early. I will send you text messages at any time after I arrive in Beijing."

I was stunned immediately because I remembered that she seemed to have said to me before... "Zhuang Qing, you... I..."

"Chen Yuan and I are good friends. Now that she is married to you, I can no longer be like before. Feng Xiao, although I really want to be with you. Hey! You have to be good when I leave," she said.

, and then suddenly ran away from me.

"Zhuang Qing!" I yelled at her back, but she didn't stop. She walked to the side of the road, waved down a taxi, and her shadow completely disappeared from my eyes.

Under the night, I was left alone. I sighed, walked slowly forward, looked sideways, and found that my shadow behind me was so long, so long...

"Brother, why are your eyes swollen?" Chen Yuan noticed my abnormality at first sight after returning.

"I drank too much," I said. Because the nanny was packing things not far from the living room, I had to lie for the time being. Chen Yuan looked at me suspiciously.

"I'm going to take a shower. I'm too tired." I said. Yes, I am really tired, not my body, but my heart.

The bathroom was shrouded in hot mist, so I adjusted the water temperature a little high. Now, I feel extremely depressed, and I hope the temperature of the water can evaporate the depression out of my body. When a person is in a bad mood, he either falls asleep,

Or we will use various methods to stimulate or torture our bodies because we are afraid that we will be buried in that kind of depression.

When I took off my clothes and got into the shower, I felt the stinging pain caused by the water temperature on my skin. I immediately pulled back, and then entered again little by little. Slowly, my skin and the nerves wrapped in it began to

I have adapted to this temperature, and at this time, the fog in the room has completely filled the air, and I am enveloped in this warm white mist. The top of my head is "swishing" releasing warmth to my body, and its

The temperature slowly caused my skin to change from contraction to stretch. The nerves in my body began to adapt, and every cell began to get excited. I truly felt the existence of my own life, because I found myself at this moment. Feng Xiao

, you said Feng Xiao. I whispered to myself, the feeling of being immersed in warmth made my soul and my body tightly combined. (To be continued)

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