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Chapter 96 Qing Ge, Do You Like Me? (3)

"Uh—old brother—I mean old brother!" Qu Qingge lowered her head, almost biting off her tongue, seeing their malicious smiles, she wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Hey, kid, you said my sister Qing Ge is so beautiful, do you regret why you didn't know her earlier?" Yan Zimo's tone was teasing, but there was still a deep meaning in the words.

Qu Qingge's face was getting hotter and hotter, like a fire, she touched Yan Zimo, picked up the glass, and filled another glass of beer.

"Okay, Xiaoxiaoxiao, what's so funny, isn't it just a slip of the tongue—at worst, I'll punish myself."

She raised her head to drink, but was snatched away by Yan Jinhan, and gulped it into her mouth.

With a 'bang—', he slammed the empty glass in his hand on the table, and walked out of the hotel coldly.

The street is no longer noisy at night, the cool moonlight, the cool air.

Yan Jinhan leaned on his sports car, his thick black hair was disheveled by the wind, and he let it go blankly.

Qu Qingge took his coat and quietly walked to his side.

The wind at night was a bit cold, and it blew on her hot face, and the redness on her cheeks gradually faded, turning into a slight pink.

She turned her head, saw his indifferent expression, and asked softly, "Are you unhappy?"

"I do not like."

Yan Jinhan replied in a low voice.

Qu Qingge was stunned for a moment, then giggled, her soft black hair fluttered in the wind, her bright eyes seemed to be dancing with stars, the faint scent of wine on her body wafted far away, and the scent of plums beside the hotel.

"If you don't like it, I won't do it."

She answered lightly.

Yan Jinhan stared at her, frowning slightly.

Qu Qingge also looked at him, apart from twinkling stars in his eyes, he was also slightly drunk.

She stretched out her finger deeply, brushing Yan Jinhan's forehead.

Under the moonlight, her fingertips were crystal clear.

"Don't frown, look, this looks like a lock that locks your heart, so how can you be happy?" She smoothed his wrinkles for him, and said: "God closed a lock for you A door will definitely open a window for you, but you always close the door of your own heart, unwilling to let the sun shine in, I can feel this endless darkness, it hurts so much."

Qu Qingge lowered his eyes, with tears glistening in his eyes.

Yan Jinhan's back was stiff, and there was a cold electric current passing by.

"I'm very happy." Yan Jinhan replied stiffly.

"Really?" Qu Qingge was not looking at him, afraid that with the help of alcohol, she would cling to his arms desperately and cry, crying for her own pain, crying for his pain.

"A smile on the lips, cold eyes. Pretending to be indifferent, but afraid of being hurt. Are you really happy?"

Qu Qingge, are you really happy?

Yan Jinhan pinched her chin, and there was the sadness he was familiar with in her eyes.

"You like me, don't you?" Yan Jinhan asked softly.

Qu Qingge nodded, his eyes were bleary, everything in front of him was blurred, until his lips were close to hers, and there was a faint scent of loneliness that belonged to him.

His kiss was cold.

It's like a superficial touch.

Qu Qingge was lazy, tilted his head, and fell on Yan Jinhan's shoulder.

Behind the black sports car, two men and a woman stood side by side, with the same astonishment on their faces.

Xie Tingting covered her mouth and snickered.

Han Haibo watched silently without saying a word.

Yan Zimo sighed, complex emotions flashed in her charming eyes.

(End of this chapter)