Raising his head and looking at him incredulously, Ruan Qingqing's cheeks were already pale, letting the evening dress hang on his body, the large pieces of fat-like skin exposed to the air, feeling waves of whipping coldness, standing there. I forgot all the actions. Shu Weikui
A mist of mist rose up in those water eyes at some point, and his teeth bit his lower lip tightly, leaving a drop of red blood on the pale lips.
"Ruan Qingqing, I said you don't disobey me."
Xie Zhenting said coldly, and a lingering chill was enveloped in her eyes.
"Ha ha"
Looking at him, he swallowed hard, Ruan Qingqing smiled silently, opening his mouth and finally didn't say anything.
The only thing that made her thankful was that she finally left the man.
A gust of wind blew her, and she couldn't help but shrank, turned around, and walked towards the hall step by step.
"What are you doing?"
The next moment, with a low growl, Xie Zhenting pulled her back, and then hugged her tightly in his arms.
After all, he still couldn't be hard-hearted.
"You let me go"
Ruan Qingqing said lightly, her voice surprisingly calm.
"You promise me that as long as you don't leave me, I will let you go."
Xie Zhenting said in an irritating voice that she was the first to provoke him, so she must be responsible to the end.
"Tse Zhenting, do you find it interesting to play me like this?"
Raising his head and looking at him, Ruan Qingqing’s face was unwavering, and then, gently pushed him away and walked towards the hall. The large patches of skin outside suddenly stung people under the cold moonlight. eye.
"Little Qing'er, you..."
At this moment, Nangong Shaoqian walked out of the hall. When he saw her, he was stunned. Then, he took off his coat and wrapped her up and turned to look at Xie Zhenting. There was an unpleasant light in those deep and secluded eyes.
"Xie Shao, is it too much to treat a woman like this?"
His voice is not loud, but it can be clearly transmitted to Xie Zhenting's ears.
"Isn't this just giving Master Nangong a heroic opportunity to save the United States?"
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and Xie Zhenting smiled lowly, successfully hiding the expression on his face.
"In that case, I still have to thank you, Shao, for your kindness?"
With the tip of his eyebrows raised slightly, Nangong Shaoqian held Ruan Qingqing more forcefully into his arms, using this gesture to give her silent support.
"Thank you, so don't bother. Goodbye, Master Nangong."
After speaking, Zhenting Xie walked straight past them, still calm and calm in the past, but if you look closely, you will find that the smile at the corner of his mouth is obviously stiff.
"See you"
Nangong Shaoqian also replied, looking at the man, a very complicated expression appeared on his face.
He actually saw hatred from that face, yes, yes, it was hatred, that kind of hatred very deep.
He lowered his head, Ruan Qingqing in his arms was still trembling, and his small face was unusually pale. When the silver-gray Mercedes Benz passed his sight, Ruan Qingqing slowly pushed away. Up him.
"Sorry, I'm going back first."
She whispered, her eyes fixed on her toes.
"Don't you have anything you want to tell me?"
Blocking in front of her, Nangong Shaoqian asked casually, standing in the direction of the wind.
"I'm tired, let's talk about something later, I may not be able to help you bend things tonight, sorry."
With a silent sigh, Ruan Qingqing murmured, she herself was too careless and forgot to meet Xie Zhenting on such an occasion.
"You still have him in your heart, right?"
Looking at her without blinking, Nangong Shaoqian asked. He thought that five years would be enough for a person to forget a lot of things, but now it seems that he was wrong.
"Nangong Shaoqian"
Frowning slightly, Ruan Qingqing slowly raised his head to look at him.
"Okay, let's go, I'll take you back."
Upon seeing this, Nangong Shaoqian didn't ask any more, instead, he hugged her and walked towards the car.
"I can go back alone."
Subconsciously wanting to avoid his touch, Ruan Qingqing said lightly, she needs time to calm her heart down.
"Are you going to let Feng Mu kill me? Let's go, I will take you to change your clothes first, and then send you back directly."
Involuntarily speaking, Nangong Shaoqian walked forward directly with her arms around her, "By the way, I have asked the secretary to send that check for you."
"thank you"
Looking at him, Ruan Qingqing exhaled in relief.
"You deserve it. You have made a lot of money for me in the past few years, haven't you?"
Nodding her nose, Nangong Shaoqian smiled dozingly.
Looking at him, Ruan Qingqing barely squeezed out a smile, but it was only a moment, and then the smile disappeared.
Just as they stepped down the stairs, Nangong Shaoqian's cell phone rang and glanced at the caller ID. He immediately raised his cell phone, "The urging ghost is here again."
While talking, he pressed the call button, "What are you doing? Are you annoying? How many calls have you made this afternoon and night?"
"You need to take care of it, and let my Xiaoqing'er answer the phone."
Feng Mu's voice came from the end of the microphone, still ruffian, but inexplicably warm.
"What your little Qinger? She is mine too, okay?"
Rolling his eyes, Nangong Shaoqian said irritably, but there was a thought-provoking smile on his face. After five years, I didn't expect that Feng Mu's enthusiasm had not diminished, but had become more and more intense.
"There is a kind of you say it again, tell her, let her come back immediately, I made her the red jujube soup that she loves most."
I was in a good mood to hear Feng Mu clearly in the microphone, faintly, and a faint light music came over.
"Yeah, when did you become a housewife? Could it be that your blind date is over?"
Nangong Shaoqian said with a narrow expression, and as he said, he winked at Ruan Qingqing.
"Close your beak, otherwise I'll turn you over, what kind of blind date? It's just to deal with my mother."
Speaking of this, Feng Mu felt that his head was too big, but he was good, and he didn't open the pot or pick it up, obviously deliberately.
"What? Aunt forced you again?"
Regarding this point, Nangong Shaoqian has always held the attitude of watching a good show. He wants to see how that kid ends up in the end
"Okay, you're not over yet, hurry up and send Xiao Qing'er back."
After speaking, before he could answer, Feng Mu had already hung up the phone first.
There is such a kind of person in this world, who say a lot, but they say it badly.
"The temper is still so bad, Xiao Qing'er, how can you endure him for five years?"
Looking down at her, Nangong Shaoqian tried to break the suffocating atmosphere, but when he saw her expression clearly, he was stunned, or she didn't hear what she was saying at all.
On the way back, they stopped by a fashion store and walked out of it after putting on a new look. Ruan Qingqing's expression was still dazed, looking forward with both eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Little Qinger"
Seemingly unwilling to be so dull, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, Nangong Shaoqian called her again, this is the first time that a woman has ignored it so thoroughly. But in my memory, it seems that he has been ignored since the first time he saw her.
"Uh?"
Raising his head subconsciously, Ruan Qingqing looked at him blankly, "Something?"
"It's okay, go ahead."
After that, as soon as I stepped on the accelerator, I saw the white Ferrari galloping forward. The street lights on the road and the colorful neon were intertwined with a dappled light and shadow in the carriage.
In half an hour's drive, the car has steadily parked in front of a villa. Not far away is the endless sea. Standing here, you can clearly hear the sound of waves hitting the coast.
"Get off"
Turning his head and glanced at her, Nangong Shaoqian said softly, then pushed the door and got out of the car. Suddenly, a salty and damp breath came on her face.
Unconsciously shrinking his neck, Ruan Qingqing followed and got out of the car. From a distance, he saw a shadow rushing from the door of the villa.
The next moment, Ruan Qingqing was hugged into a warm embrace.
"Xiao Qing'er, I want to die, do you miss me?"
Closing his eyes, Feng Mu said with a frivolous face, quietly inhaling the unique fragrance that belongs to her.
God knows they haven't seen each other for three days and two nights.
"Well, I miss you, I miss you very much."
Sniffing hard, Ruan Qingqing said, with her face pressed to his chest, a drop of warm tears slipped quietly along the cheeks, "Fengmu, thank you."