Chapter 489

The mobile phone vibrated in my palm.

Alternating with some strange numbers.

Since I just hung up his phone, I have spread my palm and dragged my mobile phone.

The phone has hardly been disconnected.

Almost all the phones that came in were buzzing.

I raised my eyebrows and communicated with him with my eyes.

Wenni is still standing at the corner over there.

She walked forward a few steps, but she didn't know what the servant around her said to her. She hesitated to move forward, but finally stopped.

But he didn't go. He was still watching my side.

I slightly sideways, probably able to block out the warm and muddy sight over there, whether useful or useless, which almost became a subconscious action of me.

"Your mood is very unstable these days."

Qin Langjun didn't scold me, not only didn't scold the loss of these media today, but also didn't even say that I hung up the phone and died deliberately.

"Don't fool around first, follow the past and wait for something to go back."

Qin Langjun repeated again.

Let the waiting nanny take me there.

But the nanny didn't touch me.

I avoided it first.

I didn't intend to leave just now, and now I don't intend to leave.

But this tug of war made the mood on Qin Langjun's face more and more heavy.

His hoarse voice said, "go back."

Just two words, but this momentum can not be ignored.

Some temperament is really engraved in the bones. No matter how much will not be lost at any time, there is no need to deliberately train that temperament course.

"I'm not going back."

To stem his neck.

He looked up at him and sounded what he had just seen.

"If you go, let her go by herself. If you don't, stay here. I really want to see what the media and everyone think of these things?"

I snapped.

From the soft and cute random tone just now, it suddenly became this sharp.

"What else do you want to do here if you don't go back? Isn't it enough for these people to fool around with you now? Or is it not exciting enough for you to toss about today?"

Qin Langjun looked down at me, and his voice became thicker.

This heavy pressure has brought enough Yin and strong emotion.

The media is really more, and after more people, things must become more complex.

Like now.

Don't wait for wenmuddy to leave completely.

There is a deviation in the way out behind.

There are still smart media. They have already figured out the direction here, and then go the opposite way, directly starting from the back, waiting to catch people.

"I also want to know what kind of excitement is. I want to know if it would be more exciting for her to go out and be caught in my pajamas. I also want to know what your reaction would be if I said I had informed the media of the location of the back door?"

"Does this stimulation sound more interesting?"

I spread out my hands, palm up, inside is a mobile phone, which is Qin Langjun's mobile phone just now.

The phone is still pushing in crazily, but it's not warm and muddy.

Qin Langjun took his cell phone and connected the phone. He didn't know what he said there. On his original calm face, there was a flash of emotion and anger.

Look at me.

I have never seen that kind of cool sight in his eyes. Even if I have seen it, it is not facing me.

But to others.

But now this mood is really facing me.

The more chaotic the footsteps outside, the calmer my heart is.

"You think it's interesting?"

Qin Langjun is asking me.

The frown was tight, and the pressure on the body was a little thicker than before.

Almost devastating, directly oppressed.

The servants who had wanted to persuade all showed their frightened and frightened eyes, and then stood on one side with their heads down. The quiet power should be a decoration.

"It's very interesting. Isn't the world normal now? For women with bad thoughts, women who covet their men and even find ways to do things, why am I being blamed instead of them?"

The servant advised me to be sweet.

Only the mouth dessert, can speak, will have a good position.

But I don't know where the consistent roundness is. It has always been a sharp and exposed emotion.

I used to be proud that I was the best and perfect love woman, but now it seems that I have failed.

As long as it involves love, it will be completely defeated.

No one can escape the word "love" in the world.

What I originally scoffed at, but now I have to face it.

Even think the same.

He came to me without deliberate action. Just this height difference gave me a strong enough sense of oppression.

His momentum is unmatched by others.

Even if he is silent, no one really thinks it is easy to provoke.

I was waiting for his answer, even no matter how sore my neck was, I kept looking up at him.

He forced himself to stare into his eyes and wanted to show a smile that disguised all his emotions, but in the end, this radian could not be involved.

The knock on the door outside was louder.

I don't know who is killing me. The sound of knocking at the door is loud, like hitting the door.

Just ignore it.

When Qin Langjun approached me, my whole body was tense to an extremely nervous state. I looked at him in the blink of an eye, and countless thoughts flashed in my mind in an instant.

But when you really want to capture, you can't capture an idea.

His hands clasped me, his fingers folded, stuck on my waist and firmly clasped me in his arms.

Then he looked down at me full of oppression and occupation, "if you are too anxious, you can't finish anything. That child is not only your child, but also mine."

I haven't heard that much from him before.

Now this kind of words are inexplicably raised, and my brain knows it later to absorb these words.

The brain still needs dozens of seconds to digest, but the heart reacts to me in an instant.

It makes my whole heart ache. After so long, I've been deceiving myself, but in the end, I'm still deceiving myself and others.

Wenni will not die for a day. Such hatred will not disappear for a day.

"You hate me. Hate my inaction, hate that I didn't completely break up with her."

Because we are very close, we can even hear clearly.

I heard his voice, which was a bit tired like auditory hallucination.

But I still didn't speak. The stubble of the child I just mentioned made my nerves all over me hurt.