The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 175 Pain, Fang Zhiai (1)

Cai Ling seemed to be tortured by lust, wanting to live and die, without thinking about the meaning of Wen Qiyang's words, she directly took off the short skirt covering her hips, and hugged Wen Qiyang's arms.

Wen Qiyang frowned, and lost all playfulness, he directly hugged Cai Ling's slender waist, put her on the sofa, then picked up her lace suspender skirt on the ground, looked at it for a while, then raised his hand, rubbing Twice, tore a few cracks.

Cai Ling was stunned for a moment, and then thought that the man in front of her might be a bit harsh, so she also became passionate, lying there, posing, ready for his invasion at any time.

However, Wen Qiyang stood up from the sofa and stared at her for a while, as if looking at a pile of pork.

After a while, he shook his head lightly, and said lightly:
"My young master doesn't eat leftovers."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door behind him with a "bang--", leaving Cai Ling with a shocked expression on his face.

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It was already past three o'clock at night when Wen Qiyang was sent back to the villa by Jin Xin.

Yan'er cooked a bowl of hangover soup for him, and after he finished drinking, he sat on the sofa in a daze.

The stamina of the foreign wine has come up, and now Wen Qiyang only feels dizzy, a bit torn apart, and even blocked in his heart, as if he has a premonition that something bad is about to happen, in short, he is not feeling well right now.

In the car, he called Qu Qingge, but she turned off the phone, and when she got home, Yan'er said that something was wrong with this girl at night, and she went back to her room to sleep early in the morning.

He wanted to go to the room to see her, but hesitated for a while, and was afraid of disturbing her, so he went back to the room to take a shower, changed his clothes, and sat in the living room smoking a cigarette.

After smoking four cigarettes in a row, he finally choked. Wen Qiyang lost his cigarette butt in frustration, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.

It happened that Qu Qingge's favorite SpongeBob SquarePants was playing on the TV. Maybe it was because of Aiwujiwu, so he followed suit without changing the channel.

A cartoon, very naive, very simple——

He was so childish that he watched it for ten minutes before he fell asleep on the sofa.

However, he didn't know that it was because of simplicity that she liked——

On the lawn outside the villa, Qu Qingge was wearing a coat and sitting on a white swing, looking up at the night sky.

Tonight, she can't seem to sleep at all. Although her eyes are a little red and swollen, as soon as she closes her eyes, countless Cai Ling and Wen Qiyang will overlap in her mind.

Perhaps, some emotions that I thought I could escape, found that they had flowed into my heart unknowingly and nourished them when I was in pain, but in the end, I buried them with my own hands because of the escape and pain.

Before dawn, Qu Qingge returned to the villa from the lawn just as the first ray of sunlight shone.

She was afraid that the sunlight would not only fail to warm her heart, but would instead make it even colder.

As soon as she stepped into the villa, she saw Wen Qiyang sleeping on the sofa.

The sofa was small, and he curled up on it, looking restless.

Qu Qingge went back to the room and took a blanket, covered Wen Qiyang's body, then looked down at him quietly.

(End of this chapter)