Chapter 235

There are many things I can't understand.

For example, this one, or Lin Xiwu, or something about me.

"Because that woman represents his attitude, it's useful to keep it now. When it's useless, she will throw it away."

Qin Langjun said in a faint voice.

The cold wind at night blew on me, and I came back to my senses.

Self mockingly hooked his lips.

Instead of worrying about other people's affairs, it's better to worry about my own affairs first.

Qi Xin didn't know when he came out. His facial features were still very cold. It was even colder when he looked at me.

And he strangely stayed on me for a little more, as if he wanted to measure something from me.

What I looked at was nothing more than about Lin Xiwa.

I went to pick up Lin Xiwu. The trouble caused was enough for me to have a headache.

Who would have thought that such an enchanting and brilliant woman would be confused with such a man.

What do you think? It doesn't look like a painting style.

I thought Qin Langjun would say what I saw about Lin Xihuan, but I didn't expect him to say.

He pulled my wrist and pulled me to his side, which just separated me from Qi Xin.

I finally relaxed.

The feeling of being stared at by such a man is not good at all

It's like being stared at by some poisonous snake. If you don't pay attention, you will be bitten off your neck.

This feeling that your head will fall off when you hang it around your neck at any time is really terrible.

I tossed and turned all night and didn't sleep well.

Even if you close your eyes, you have some messy dreams.

Suddenly woke up, I subconsciously touched the mobile phone on my side. The mobile phone shook in my palm a few times, and I slowly recovered my consciousness and calmed down.

The night outside was thick, and only the lights came in.

The man on his side was still sleeping. The light fell on the bridge of his nose and looked quiet and peaceful.

The text message was sent by Qin Si.

My dream was disturbed in the evening, and I was almost dragged into the water today. Naturally, I feel uncomfortable.

Rao is that I stepped into this step because of him. Rao is that I still want to deal with him, but it definitely doesn't mean that he can disturb my life at will, or pull me into the water at will.

I only glanced at the text message and generally knew the meaning.

Qin Si is nothing more than asking who did it.

But after thinking about it, I still didn't return, but directly dragged it to the blacklist.

Before, I just hoped that he would regret and make up for the feelings between me and him again, but I didn't expect to waste it until now.

And now I have no expectations at all, and I don't want to be involved too much.

What I want is never to get involved with him again. The knowledge I want makes him miserable.

That's enough.

No matter how vicious it is, I do things according to my own mind. What do I have to do with others.

Not to mention, even if I tell him now that Xia Qinghe arranged the matter, he will certainly think I'm talking nonsense and won't believe what I said.

One is his future daughter-in-law, who is extremely clever. The other is me. I do things recklessly. It's obvious which side the balance will lean to.

Rather than being questioned and ridiculed, it's better not to say it from the beginning.

I'll come back in person if I have to get it back.

Because of the nightmare just now, a layer of sweat came out of my back. I sat here holding my knees and still couldn't slow down.

The man on the side of the body, when sleeping, his breathing is also very stable, but slightly heavy.

My men raised their consciousness, but they didn't touch his face.

The cell phone he put on one side lit up a few times.

It's mute.

So the screen is only on and off, but there is no movement.

And the people around me still sleep heavily.

I picked up my cell phone, but my eyelids beat a few times.

There's always an unspeakable feeling.

And it's really similar to my sixth sense.

Caller ID is a simple word - "Wen".

Simple and straightforward, but it also highlights the different status in Qin Langjun's heart.

It is neither cold nor cold, but it is ambiguous and familiar, but it can't find any ambiguous place.

Even if I had never paid attention to Xia Qinghe before, the woman I had never met and I just found her photo gave me a lot of urgency.

Not to be underestimated.

The mobile phone buzzed and vibrated a few times. I took it in my hand, but I didn't plan to Jiatong.

And I'm not going to wake up the people around me.

Vaguely remembered what Lin Xiwa said, but only thought for a moment. The man around him moved a few times and had sober traces. When he reached out and took me to his arms, I put my mobile phone back again.

Still not going to say.

He even breathed heavily, with a burning domineering smell.

Before I woke up, the voice in my throat didn't come out.

I leaned against his chest and hung my hands around his neck. I thought of the dream when I was awakened just now and the things in my mind. I just subconsciously went to find his lips and took the initiative to kiss.

Even if he hasn't fully recovered his consciousness, his hand still rests on my waist and tries to rub me into his arms.

The hot breath kept exchanging, and my consciousness was a little confused.

He just loosened me, but his lips didn't move away. He said hoarsely, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing."

I repressed my emotions, still took the initiative to look up and bite his lower lip, "it was just a nightmare to save my lonely person. It was just a dream."

I glanced at the location of my mobile phone from the corner of my eye.

His cell phone didn't light up again.

That phone call has probably been made twice.

In the middle of the night, I don't know why.

Even if it's urgent, I don't want to send people out with such a kind hand.

After all, Qin Langjun is not omnipotent. Even in an emergency, calling the police is more useful than asking for help.

"Are you still afraid of being alone and being left alone?"

Qin Langjun's voice was more clear than before. He rolled out a little light smile from his throat, grabbed my waist and turned me over.

Half supported, on top of me.

The room was so dark that only a faint light came in from the window.

I only saw his face covered by shadow, and the rest couldn't see clearly.

He lowered his head and held my earlobe. He deliberately took a few heavy bites and didn't release it until I sucked the cold air.

He said, "if you really wanted to, how could you have left a way for yourself?"

"You throw gold and silver treasures all over the ground. You don't like them. You also show that you like them. Tell me, what do you like?"

The voice was dumb and gentle, and asked earnestly and kindly, just like a magic spell.