Chapter 709

He pointed his belly across every inch of my body, as if caressing a treasure he lost and recovered, but I don't know if he still cherishes it as before.

I said, "Mr. Qin, it's late. Let me go."

I was very afraid of him. I was afraid of him from the moment I entered his house. Later, I thought he was good to me, and that fear gradually disappeared. Now this kind of fear jumps to me and makes me have to choose to escape.

He refused to let go of me. It seemed that I didn't hear what I said. He continued his action just now. Suddenly, the strength of his hand increased and the mark of his brow deepened. "Bai you, are you still what you used to be?"

It's a joke. Can I be who I used to be?

Maybe he is the same as he used to be, but there is no hiding for me. But I'm no longer Bai you, I love him and hate him.

I said, "Mr. Qin, do you think I'm still me?"

It doesn't matter what the answer is.

"Bai you, you have changed."

Yeah, he knows that. Why ask?

I gently pushed him, "Mr. Qin, it's time for me to go back. The company still has things to do."

He didn't stop me. He just stood at the original place and looked at me. His eyes didn't move. He looked at me putting on my rags. The clothes have already been torn up, and they are not full of clothes. I simply cover some sliding doors to go.

He suddenly stopped me, "put it on, on the floor at the door. I bought it for you."

I looked down and saw that there was a bag on the ground. It was a famous brand. A piece of clothing was a high-end product of ten or twenty thousand yuan. He was always so generous. Before, I always felt that I couldn't afford to wear it, and I didn't wear it, but now I don't have any hesitation. I mentioned it and changed it directly in front of him.

After sorting it out, I said, "thank you very much. I'll give it back to President Qin another day."

He came over and held my hand.

I stare at the ring on his ring finger with a sharp pain in my heart.

It's his wedding ring. It's engraved with the abbreviations of his and Wang Xin's names and the date of their marriage. It's been a long time since the accident and the divorce has been completed. But what does it mean that he still wears this ring?

I think Wang Xin will be happy if he sees it, but I'm not happy.

I hate him even more for touching my hand.

I pulled out my hand and put it on my back. "Mr. Qin, are you not satisfied, then we can do it again?"

I reached for the skirt strap.

He shook his head, continued to grasp my hand, gently stroked it in the palm of his hand, and then said, "Bai you, come home with me!"

I clearly know that this is a trap, Qin Xiao should know the purpose of my approach to him, but he said it was ridiculous.

I debunk him and said with a smile, "our home, or your home, do you have other women in your home?"

Although he has divorced Wang Xin, he is still wearing a ring that belongs to them. Either he reads the old love or he wants to hide something.

Qin Xiao, who is not short of women, can't understand why he has to waste time on me.

It's just that this problem is really not important to me now. I just want to get close to him and pull Qin Xiao into the water. He doesn't lack anything. I call the things around him the same. This kind of leaving is the most hateful, helpless and sad.

And I've experienced it myself.

He sighed, "I'm sorry, I can explain what happened before. Now I'm back. Let's go back?"

In the past, I always thought of him as a tool, so I resisted his approach and wanted to escape. Now I know that I am not only a tool, but also a very important tool in his eyes. I know that my existence has value. At least I can use his mind to get what I want.

Then why should I refuse? I just live together. I don't want to.

I said, "I have my own place now. If you want to go, you can come to me by yourself. Just call me in advance. If it's OK, I'll go first."

I rudely shook off his hand, turned back and said the name of my community and left directly.

He only lived here for a week. I didn't expect him to keep looking for me. I didn't expect him to remember the address, but I really underestimated him.

He's really obsessed with my body. It seems that he's crazy. I don't know if it's because he can't get enough from other women or for other reasons. Here, he's always rough every time.

Late at night, I lie on the bed full of sweat and gasp, behind which is the sound of his deep breathing. It seems that the heat on my body has not dissipated, and he wants to have another breath.

I really can't carry it. I pray in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, let's have a rest for one night. I really can't bear it."

He did not answer, only wet kisses continue to leave shallow heavy traces on my back, I was shocked by bursts of shivering.

After a long time, his body came in again fiercely. I had no strength to struggle and cry, just like a dead fish lying on the bank waiting for death.After this time, he finally went to the interest, and threw me to the side. Like throwing garbage, he carried a white Pajama to the bathroom.

I look at him with inclined eyes. Through the transparent glass, I can see his looming body. His strong body seems to be a young boy who always runs on the playground and doesn't know he's tired, but his heart is an old fox who has already been trained. Seemingly affectionate, it is heartless.

I took a deep breath. I pulled up the quilt and wrapped myself tightly. My bones were going to be crushed. These two days, he was crazy and needed to talk with us very little.

He cleaned up and came out. I was already drowsy. I thought he would leave, but I didn't expect him to come and lie beside me.

For a long time, no one has slept by my side, and I'm still not used to it. I sit up and look at him with no sense of sleepiness.

He was lying on his side, also looking at me, wet and hot on his dry body. His sultry posture seemed to be still sending an invitation to me.

We had eye contact, and for a moment I felt a little embarrassed.

At the beginning, this man just traded with me physically, but at that time, I didn't understand and didn't agree with him. Later, I like him and he began to use me. It seems that we each take what we need. In fact, I have been hurt by him all the time.

At least, at that time, physical contact was gentle and full of desire, but now?

I reject him.

But he suddenly laughed and reached out and held me in his arms.

I deliberately turned my body and turned my back to him. My skin was separated by a thin quilt, and I could still feel his heartbeat.

He took a soft breath and told me, "I can only stay for a few days when I come back, but I can't come back for a long time after I go back. You can't go now. Just wait for me here, OK?"

I didn't answer, waiting is suffering, we never want to meet now, in life, I only wait, I wait enough. Last time he left, directly took away all my heart, I have no mind to wait for him.

He is very important to me, but I don't want to wait. I'm tired of waiting.

Did not get my answer, he did not seem to care, continued to say, "this time back that you will be too much good, did not expect to find their own job, still happy?"

I am a Zheng, he asks like this is to test, or really don't know I am close to his purpose now?

"I left you cash before. Is that enough? I'll try to find a way out of the bank. As for the police, we can't find any clues for the time being. As soon as the deadline is over, you'll be OK. "

I hissed a breath, this all what with what ah, don't he know my exit after he left?

What's more, when did he leave me cash?

He later asked me to wait for him, but did others forget about it? Or does his so-called waiting tell me to wait endlessly, and he doesn't know that the police are investigating me?

He left with his money and turned back. He was a rich and promising Wang Laowu. What about me?

I'm in a dilemma. I can't go or stay. My body and heart are gone. He just turns around and asks me to stay with him?

Qin Xiao, does he take himself too seriously.

My Bai you is not easy to get into.

But behind this angry mood, I was actually gradually calming down a plain good, "OK, I'll wait for you."

I don't know how to say it. My voice doesn't fluctuate. It seems that the person I'm facing is not him, but an unimportant person.

He laughed, happy and pulled me to his gorgeous close, "soon, the police side of the deadline is three years, now has passed half a year."

I almost want to laugh out. Is the three years in his mouth very short, and the breath is gone? I'll wait for him? If what I wait for in three years is to be dumped again, then my three years is not important?

He's selfish.

This time, I couldn't hold back my anger and said, "I don't want to wait? Doesn't three years matter? Or is my three years not important to you? "

His body is obviously stiff for a moment, behind is his silence, long silence.

I didn't pay any attention to him. Anyway, it's an unimportant answer.

When I was sleepy, I heard him say, "I'll try to shorten this time."

I didn't know how to answer, but I told myself countless times in my heart, "no, I can't wait any longer. I give it back to him, only revenge

The next morning, he went to the bathroom and I turned on his phone.

Qin Nai didn't tell me how to do it. He just told me to tie him down. Although I don't know if I've tied him down now, at least he's beside me. What I want to do is really easy.

His phone generally does not set a password, I copied all his communication methods, installed the tracking virus bought on the Internet.

Everything is ready. The phone is back in place. Now, his phone rings.

Because the phone is buttoned up, I can't see who's calling, and the flash behind it is flashing. There are some lies in some dark rooms. I can't help but want to look through them, but after several times, I still can't help it.I got up and knocked on the door of the bathroom. He pushed the door out, fresh and fresh, holding a comb in his hand, "what's the matter?"

I pointed to the phone on the coffee table and said, "there was a call just now. I don't know who."

He nodded and didn't seem to care. He turned and went to the bathroom to comb his hair. When he came out again, his hair and face remained unchanged for thousands of years, indifferent and noble.

He sat down, looked at me, looked at the time, and said to me, "I'll be here in the evening. You should have time, right?"

My current identity is the Secretary of general manager Zhang. Even if I have time, I should be off duty. I said, "after work, I should have nothing to do. Do you want to come?"