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Chapter 362 Fifty Injuries to the Enemy, One Hundred Self-Injuries (4)

Then he picked up the remote control beside him and started to change channels.Just changed twice, it was changed to a charity auction, and then I heard a hostess' voice on the TV, mentioning Yan Jinhan.

Wen Qiyang saw Yan Jinhan's figure appearing on the TV, subconsciously wanted to change the channel immediately, but before he could move his fingers, he saw Qu Qingge's fingertips paused on his chest, and then turned sideways Turning his face away, he stared at the TV intently.

Yan Jinhan appeared on the TV camera surrounded by stars, wearing a pure white Italian handmade suit, setting off his nobility and elegance, and the focus light hitting his side face, he is extremely handsome. Like a real person.

Beside him was a smart and lovely girl.

Yan Jinhan is with Yi Nuan, the happiness between the two of them doesn't seem to be influenced by him at all.

The scene that appeared in the afternoon quickly flashed in my heart again, with a slight tingling sensation, but it quickly dissipated.

In his heart, what he loves the most is still warm, isn't it?
No matter what, he will never let go of Yi Nuan's hand, will he?

He is just a whim to himself, isn't he?
So, there is their happiness... and I... also ushered in my happiness... So, she will smile and bless
Wen Qiyang has been staring at Qu Qingge's profile. Her originally calm eyes seemed to be instantly lit up when she saw Yan Jinhan, and her indifferent temperament became much gentler. Between the eyebrows and eyes, there is an unconcealable sweet An Ran, this is a look she has never had in front of Wen Qiyang.

Seeing her in a daze, Wen Qiyang immediately pressed the off button of the remote control hard with his hand.

Yan Jinhan's handsome face immediately disappeared from the screen.

The bedroom once again returned to silence and darkness.

Qu Qingge turned around, raised his head and looked at Wen Qiyang suspiciously, wanting to complain about why he turned off the TV, but looking at the aura emanating from his body, it seemed to be a little colder than before.

So she pursed her lips, and didn't say a word, she calmed down a little bit of boredom, her face regained the indifference just now, she lowered her head, wanting to continue to help him unbutton him at the last moment.

She couldn't understand the man in front of her more and more. She had already lowered her head, lowered her body obediently, and wanted to turn fights into friendship and be together with him, but Wen Qiyang was so stingy, it seemed that if he grabbed her once, he couldn't. Let it go, the problem is, Qu Qingge doesn't even know what he did wrong.
Qu Qingge stood in front of him, didn't move, his fingers froze in mid-air, lost in thought, the more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, and his little face became more dull.

Wen Qiyang looked at Qu Qingge coldly, looked at her face that couldn't find any emotion, thought of her gentle, shy, bright, sweet face when she faced Yan Jinhan, and her lifeless and silent face when she turned to face him , He has been suppressed in his heart, but it pops up again, and then the flame that he suppressed and suppressed by himself can't help it, and it burns up.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he looked at her, the angrier he became, like a thorn in his heart, making him irritable.

Wen Qiyang felt that if he continued like this, he would be suffocated, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand, grabbed Qu Qingge's wrist, and flung it aside. .

(End of this chapter)