On that day, Ruan Qingqing didn't know how she got home, just knew that when she closed the door, she sat softly on the ground. Shu Miaoju
Looking around, the familiar furnishings, the familiar smell, and the silence in the huge space, she even heard the sound of her heartbeat clearly.
Closing her eyes, she exhaled a long breath, at least here, at this moment, she is safe.
At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and she subconsciously pressed the call button.
Putting the microphone on her ear, she didn't say a word.
"Hey, Qingqing, this is my aunt, are you listening?"
Yan Fang's voice came from the microphone.
With a frown between her eyebrows, Ruan Qingqing swallowed vigorously.
"Auntie, it's me."
She said weakly, and she tilted her body and lay on the carpet beside her. When she closed her eyes, a deep sense of fatigue swept over her.
"Oh, what's the matter? Are you sick? Why don't you have the strength to hear the sound?"
In the microphone, Yan Fang's voice came again.
"It's okay, just rest for a while, is there anything aunty?"
Ruan Qingqing asked in a low voice while kneading his temples with his hands softly, even though he knew that such questioning seemed a lot.
"Well... it's not a big deal. I just want to ask you, how are we talking about the cooperation with Xie? Has Zhen Ting promised to grant us funds?"
Hearing what she said, Ruan Qingqing turned around and held the phone in his hand, her brows frowning tighter. Her lips pressed tightly, and she said nothing.
"Qingqing, speak, what's the matter? Does he disagree? But he clearly said that as long as you nod your head, can it be said that you are not going to help your uncle and aunt?"
Speaking of later, Yan Fang's voice could not help but improve a little.
"No, he will let someone hit the money early tomorrow morning."
With a helpless sigh, Ruan Qingqing whispered, tiredness rushing over.
"That's good, that's good, I thought he had changed his mind again, so let's go, it's not too early, you rest early, and my aunt will call you back later."
After finishing speaking, Yan Fang hung up the phone without waiting for her to speak.
Listening to the "beep beep..." sound coming from the microphone, he threw the phone away, and within a moment of effort, Ruan Qingqing had fallen asleep deeply.
Time just slipped away silently. I don't know how long it has passed. Between half asleep and half awake, a vague black shadow just came into the line of sight.
Agitated all over, she got up abruptly, and the sleepworms all over her body were chased away.
"who are you?"
She asked with a trembling, fisted her hands against her chest. She clearly remembered that the door was locked when she came in.
The shadow standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows didn't move. The cold moonlight shone on him, and he looked like Shura from hell in black.
"Who the hell are you? I'll call someone if I don't speak anymore."
After swallowing hard, she said calmly. At the same time, she quietly took the mobile phone on the side in her hand, but she didn't dial out when she pressed the three keys.
The dark shadow still didn't speak, but turned around slowly.
He came to her...
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...
As he approached every step, Ruan Qingqing felt her heart beating in her throat. She wanted to shout, but suddenly realized that there was no sound in her throat.
I could only watch as he walked closer and closer to him, and the pungent smell of alcohol became stronger and stronger.
"I... You..."
With teeth biting her lower lip, Ruan Qingqing tried her best to open her eyes to see the person, but the dim vision only had time for her to see a rough outline, and then she was thrown to the ground.
The heart stopped in an instant.
Lying there, she felt the bones all over her body seemed to be broken, causing pain.
She wanted to kick him away, but as if he had noticed her intentions early in the morning, the man pulled her two hands above her head and pressed her, and at the same time pressed her kicking legs under him.
The heavy nose was mixed with the smell of alcohol.
He kissed her, and the kiss like a violent storm made her almost suffocated, and in the end he could only follow his breath, and a heart would fluctuate.
"Happy birthday, baby."
Just when she thought the torture was endless, a similar murmur sounded slowly in her ears, and then the wild and reckless kiss slowly became tender, and the tip of her tongue swept across her lips one by one, as if she It's a good dessert, worthy of savoring.
"Xiaofeng, I love you, I'm sorry..."
Another whisper came, and Ruan Qingqing suddenly knew who this man was at the moment the calcium carbide fired.
Lying there upright, she gave up all the resistance, and a touch of suspicion gradually climbed into her eyes.
This is not the first time she has heard the name Xiao Feng from his mouth, but I don't know why, when she heard it this time, she actually felt a faint pain in her heart.
When she returned to her senses, there was no sound in her ears. I don't know when, Xie Zhenting had already fallen asleep deeply on her body. The weight of the whole body was pressing on her, making it difficult for her to even breathe.
Under the faint light, Ruan Qingqing looked at him unguardedly for the first time, and suddenly found that there was a transparent thing in the corner of his eye. He gently wiped it with his hand, wet, and tasted it in his mouth. Salty taste.
It's tears!
is it possible
The next moment, she shook her head vigorously.
A person like Tse Zhenting whose heart is harder than a rock will cry? She wouldn't believe it if she was killed, but what was that salty sex
For a while, she was in a daze.
At this moment, an unfamiliar cell phone ringing suddenly rang in this room—