The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 662 The Secret That Can't Be Said (4)

"Understood, I'll come." After Qu Qingge hung up the phone, he took a deep breath, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes, and left Yuhao.

When she came out, Jin Xin was already waiting at the door, and the car started. Jin Xin got out of the car to open the door. When she got in the car, she saw her pale face in the rearview mirror, and asked, "Ma'am, are you still here?" All right?"

Qu Qingge shook his head, smiled back at Jin Xin who was driving, then turned his head, looking at the cars passing back and forth outside the window.

She only thought that as long as she closed her eyes, the sun might not set in the west. She only thought that time might not pass by only by breathing slowly.

But now, when she opened her eyes and stared into the distance, the clouds in the west outside the window had been rendered into a dark red sky. That kind of red pressed on her heart, causing a kind of suffocating pain.

Soon, the car heard the entrance of Raging Fire Paradise. Jin Xin escorted Qu Qingge to their exclusive luxury private room. When they arrived at the entrance, they heard bursts of laughter coming from inside.

Qu Qingge took a deep breath, opened the door and entered.

The room is very large, the ceiling is magnificent and dazzling in European style.

Qu Qingge was shot by the flickering light on the wall, closed it subconsciously, then slowly opened it, after getting used to it for a while, he could clearly see the people sitting scattered on the sofa.

She scanned them slightly, and found that they were all familiar to her, the handsome and handsome men, the beautiful and generous women, but there was a Qu Tiantian who she didn't want to see between them.

Qu Qingge curled her lips and skipped over Qu Tiantian.

When her gaze swept to the corner of the private room, she was stunned at the door and forgot to come in.

While she was completely dazed, the person on the sofa had already stood up and walked towards her slowly, with a faint smile on his gentle and handsome face: "Qingge, I'm back."

Almost two years...Zhao Yang is back!

As soon as Qu Qingge's thoughts were settled, he saw the man standing in front of him suddenly stretch out his hand to hold his hand, but at this moment, Wen Qiyang rushed over directly, and his tall body engulfed the petite her completely. blocked behind.

Zhao Yang didn't speak. The once gentle and jade-like boy has lost his youthful elegance and become restrained and calm.

But Wen Qiyang ignored him, chose to raise the corners of his lips, turned around with a gloomy expression on his face, stared at Qu Qingge for two seconds meaningfully, grabbed her wrist, and led her by himself. , walked towards the sofa.

However, as soon as Qu Qingge took two steps, he felt that his right arm was being held by a strong hand. The sudden force stopped Wen Qiyang's steps. When he looked back, it was indeed Zhao Yang who grabbed her.

"Zhao Yang..." Qu Qingge turned his head, and called out in a flat tone. The hand held in his palm moved, and he chose to break free from him.

Wen Qiyang looked at the unspoken sense of tacit understanding that flowed between them, and then thought of the two childhood sweethearts who hadn't seen each other for two years. He curled his lips as if nothing had happened, but his hands were domineering and directly touched Qu Qingge's whole body. She hugged her into her arms, then raised her jaw, and directly lowered her head to block her lips.

His kiss was a bit domineering, rubbed slightly hard, with the taste of possessiveness and punishment, biting Qu Qingge's lips slightly hurt, but she did not refuse, but raised her hand actively, encircling it She touched Wen Qiyang's waist, and deepened the kiss, but every second passed, her heart ached, as if being hit by something.

(End of this chapter)