The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 667 The Secret That Can't Be Said (13)

"Brother Yang, Qingge gave you the medicine."

"Shut up." Hearing the word "prescribe medicine", Wen Qiyang roared decisively, hehe lifted his lips and sneered: "I don't care about just this little medicine, even if you want to find a woman, there are many in the fire heaven Chicken, which time you climbed into my bed."

What Wen Qiyang meant could not be more clear, he would rather endure the severe pain to find the young lady than touch her!
No wonder Qu Qingge said that even if she took off her clothes, Wen Qiyang would not even look at her.

Qu Tiantian was still angry in her heart, and before she could react for a while, she heard a loud bang, and she looked up.

Wen Qiyang had already pulled the trigger and shot towards the wall of the bedroom rapidly, breaking the glass in front of the wine cabinet and making a crackling sound.

Qu Tiantian was so frightened that she trembled all over, she came back to her senses, quickly got up from the ground, didn't care to put on her clothes, wrapped herself in a bathrobe and ran out of the bedroom crying.

After Qu Qingge took the medicine and sent a message to replace Qu Tiantian, she never left the corridor, squatting at the door of the luxury suite, listening to every move inside.

Although I was afraid of hearing the groans of love between men and women coming from inside, I was still conflicted and refused to leave.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt that everything should come to fruition, but she heard a loud noise coming from the room.

She quickly stood up from the ground, and within ten seconds, she saw Qu Tiantian running out of it without aggrievedness.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, Qu Tiantian glanced sideways at Qu Qingge, her resentful gaze almost crushing her, without saying a word, she stretched out her hand and gave her a hard push on the shoulder, then ran away.

Qu Qingge squatted on the ground for too long. After being pushed by her, he staggered and leaned back. Before he could stand still, he fell into a scorching and stiff chest.

"Wen Qiyang..." Qu Qingge didn't need to look back, she also knew that it was his aura, her lips trembled and she let out a cry.

Wen Qiyang didn't waste any words, directly grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the room, and locked the door with his backhand.

There was a lot of strength in his wrist, and a bright red mark was immediately drawn on her white arm when he grabbed it. Although he didn't say a word, the cold aura emanating from his body, like Satan walking out of the darkness, made people feel shudder.

Qu Qingge knew he was angry, almost angry!
She was so frightened that she held her breath and didn't dare to say a word, allowing him to drag her into the bedroom.

Wen Qiyang directly threw Qu Qingge onto the sofa, and before she could stand up, he bent over to support the sofa, imprisoning her in his arms.

His eyes have become a little fierce: "tell me, why, give me a reason."

There was already a sharp taste in his tone. Although he was calm, Qu Qingge knew what kind of indifference and murderousness was rolling inside.

She was gripping the fabric sofa nervously, her eyes wandering wildly, and she saw him take out the gun again, and put it on the coffee table in front of her.

Qu Qingge's face was almost pale, she moved her lips, but still chose not to speak.

"I'm asking you. Talk!" Seeing her silence, Wen Qiyang suddenly became furious, raised his hand to pinch her chin, raised her face suddenly, and forced her to look directly at him.

(End of this chapter)