Clothes were scattered on the ground, and the black satin shone coldly under the light. Even the rapidly rising temperature in the room could not warm up the coolness above.
There was no unfamiliarity, no shyness, everything came naturally, and the memories that existed in my mind came up in waves.
Three years ago, in the hotel, the entanglement between the two people flashed before their eyes so clearly.
The most intimate communication between men and women is at this moment.
Yan Qingsi hugged Yue Tingfeng. Her nails were trimmed into beautiful shapes and dyed rich black, making her look enchanting. Her nails scratched Yue Tingfeng's back, leaving several red scratches. Her nails were sharp, She was so strong that her blood oozed bright red.
Yan Qingsi looked up at the crystal chandelier above her head. The ceiling of this kind of room was not high, but now, she felt that the crystal chandelier was so far away from her!
Sweat fell from Yue Tingfeng's forehead and hit the sheets. After being greedy for so long, the meat he ate was indeed delicious. However, the strange thing was that he thought he would be satisfied after eating it, but why... Instead, he felt that it was not enough. Woolen cloth? What is still missing
Yan Qingsi pushed Yue Tingfeng away and sat on the bedside. She opened the drawer and took out a box of cigarettes. She took out one and lit it. The cigarette butt went out and the smoke was lingering. Yan Qingsi's cheeks were blushing and charming, looming in the smoke, like a woman. Demon.
Yan Qingsi quietly finished smoking a cigarette and said to Yue Tingfeng: "I owe you a few favors and I have taken advantage of you many times. Thank you for never arguing with me. I have been lucky to have you since I returned to China. Only then can I gain a foothold in the entertainment industry, thank you."
Yan Qingsi's voice was a little hoarse, as calm as the water without ripples. She was serious and sincere, but inexplicably, Yue Tingfeng felt a little panicked.
Yue Tingfeng felt strange and said with a smile: "What, your conscience found out?"
Yan Qingsi smiled: "Yes, my conscience has discovered it."
Yan Qingsi threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and extinguished it, then went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Yue Tingfeng wanted to follow but didn't move. He thought that he should think carefully about what Yan Qingsi just said. What did he mean? Why, do you feel... something is wrong
The water in the shower fell down and washed over her tired body. Yan Qingsi washed away the traces on her body bit by bit, put on her clothes, and walked out with wet hair.
Yan Qingsi put on her shoes, stood under the lamp, and said, "From now on, we are just the boss and the employee."
Yue Tingfeng's face darkened little by little: "Explain to me clearly what you mean."
Yue Tingfeng felt an indescribable panic in his heart, as if he had a handful of sand in his hand and tried desperately to hold it tightly, but he could only watch helplessly as it slipped through his fingers.
"Isn't this what you want? I'll give it to you. Let's just assume we don't owe each other anything."
Yan Qingsi's newly established trust in Yue Ting was shattered to pieces the moment she saw Helan Fangnian. Sure enough, no one in the world could be trusted. The only one she could trust was herself.
She was not angry at Yue Tingfeng at all and was very calm. She just felt that there was no need to continue to pester him endlessly.
Yue Tingfeng's eyes suddenly turned fierce: "Yan Qingsi, do you think beauty doesn't owe us anything? Why do you think you have the right to talk to me?"
Yan Qingsi opened the door, turned around and smiled lightly at Yue Tingfeng: "You want to communicate between adults, I will accompany you, play with feelings, forgive me for not being able to accompany you."
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