The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 84 Say Loudly, I Like You (1)

Qu Qingge ran forward desperately, the wound on his face didn't hurt, the wound on his heart didn't hurt, his mind was blank, he didn't know where to go, he couldn't think of where to go, he just kept running forward mechanically.

Behind him, Wen Qiyang chased after him with strides, his anxious expression could be seen clearly even if he was far away.

"Qingge—" Wen Qiyang grabbed Qu Qingge's wrist.

"Let go—" Qu Qingge turned around, with cold eyes, even Wen Qiyang was startled.

In those eyes, there was the indifference and distance he was afraid of, as well as strangeness.

After looking at her for a moment, Wen Qiyang not only did not let go, but forcefully hugged Qu Qingge's whole body into his arms.

Qu Qingge resisted vigorously, while Wen Qiyang hugged her vigorously.

"Listen to my explanation—." Wen Qiyang stared at her quietly, very seriously.

Qu Qingge no longer resisted, but looked at him indifferently, giving Wen Qiyang the feeling that the goodwill and trust that had finally been built up were all broken up with a slap, and for a while, he returned to the [-]th floor of hell .

"A few days ago it was Cai Ling's birthday. I went to her party. That photo—" Wen Qiyang was a little annoyed. He was sure that a reporter borrowed a seat to take the photo while Cai Ling was talking to him. Yes, from that angle, it looks like the heroine is kissing the hero.

"No need to explain, I'm not interested in your romantic history, even if you post those photos all over the sky, I'm not interested either." Qu Qingge turned his eyes away, and the words he said were a little sour, with the kind of anger of a little woman , even she herself did not know.

Wen Qiyang laughed suddenly, and his tense jaw relaxed a bit, the anxiety in the black eyes was no longer there, but crystal light, a little evil and wicked.

He approached Qu Qingge's side face and said, "Qingge, don't you feel a sour smell in the air?"

Qu Qingge looked up at him, frowning slightly.

"You're jealous!" Wen Qiyang smiled more beautifully, and seemed to be in a more cheerful mood.

Qu Qingge was stunned for a moment, an electric current filled her whole body, she pushed Wen Qiyang away in astonishment, and sneered, "Jealous? Wen Qiyang, you take yourself too seriously, not all women will flatter you like Cai Ling You, flatter you. Let me tell you, even if all the men in the world are dead, I will not be jealous of you."

Wen Qiyang's face turned cold again, and his eagle-like sharp eyes fixed on Qu Qingge.

This woman can always provoke his anger easily.

What does it mean that all the men in the world are dead, and they won't be jealous of him!

These words really made Wen Qiyang want to throw her to the ground, ignore everything, and ask her first to see if she can still say these words.

But this is just thinking about it.

He didn't dare and couldn't bear to do it.

Wen Qiyang stared at her.

She stubbornly refused to look at him.

There was a weird atmosphere between the two of them.

Although he was sure that this little woman was angry with him and was jealous, but what she said could suffocate people to death, and made people feel a lump of anger in their chests, which could not be released and could only burn themselves.

Seeing her turning her head angrily, seeing the faint blood at the corner of her mouth, seeing her reddish eye sockets, and her slightly pouted mouth, Wen Qiyang sighed sullenly.

"Okay, little thing, seeing how embarrassed you are, you still care about getting angry with me."

Finally, his distress overwhelmed his anger, and he lightly supported Qu Qingge's forehead.

(End of this chapter)