Chapter 494

"You, say, what!" He is full of scarlet eyes, slender big hand suddenly grasp the flying collar, lost the man's demeanor will pull her up, word by word roar!

Ou Mo Yang is also a Zheng, full face incredible looking at flying.

See her face flushed, panting, let Ling shaotian tightly grasp, calm should be: "she let us not reveal."

Ling shaotian grabs her collar hand and pushes her away. Feiyang is pushed back by him and staggers to the sofa!

"When did it happen?" Calm digestion of this matter, Ling shaotian again dignified asked.

Feiyang see his look lost, for his affectionate heartache unceasingly, affectionate to this man for Zhang Ruiqing so, let her envy!

When he was stunned, he heard Ling shaotian's roar: "I asked you when it happened!"

Feiyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face pale, should be a: "it has been more than a month."

Ling shaotian doesn't speak. He gets up slowly with a calm face and leaves ou Moyang's office. Looking at his dejected appearance, ou Moyang opens his mouth and shouts: "shaotian..."

He didn't care and left. He took advantage of the elevator to return to his office. Ling shaotian didn't know how he came back. His mind was full of flying words. His Ruiqing had heart failure.

Heart failure

A Xin came in with the selected travel guide.

"President, this is the honeymoon resort you want. I've selected it for you."

"Put it down and get out. Don't let anyone disturb me without my orders." His voice is empty and frightening. Ah Xin is also stunned and looks at him in doubt.

"Yes." He answered and left, turned around and took the door to his office.

As soon as he took a step, ah Xin heard the crackling sound spread in the office. Ling shaotian smashed everything in the room like crazy to vent his grief.

He wants to kill people, but who does he kill? Rui Qing's illness can be blamed. At the beginning, he knew that her health was not good, and then he went through so many things. No one can blame anyone for heart failure. He can only blame himself for missing her most beautiful years, a woman's best time, and suffering each other with him. Whose fault is it, Who is to blame? He can only blame himself.

In a messy office, Ling shaotian leans back on the boss's chair and looks at the ceiling with both eyes. He doesn't know how long it takes. There is no other sound in the room except his breath. The silence makes him feel lonely.

This kind of lonely feeling spreads from the whole body to the heart. Once the heart is tight, it hurts so much that it can't even breathe.

"President, what's the matter?" Xiao Zhang sent the documents to a Xin's office, because she heard the sound of smashing things just now, and everyone talked about it. She also came here to gossip on behalf of the whole secretary room.

Ah Xin shook his head: "I don't know. I've never seen him smash things like this. I'm afraid it has something to do with the young lady."

"What happened to the young lady? They just got married and asked you to prepare for your honeymoon." Xiao Zhang said, looking puzzled.

Ah Xin handed her a bag of brown sugar ginger tea out of the drawer: "OK, the eight trigrams also divide the time, go and drink this, and then call back for a stomachache, go and get busy."

"Well, I see." She took the bag, nodded and left.

In the evening, Ling shaotian's office was still quiet. Ah Xin was busy until he got off work. During that time, Feiyang came to work, and Ou Moyang came to work. They were stopped by him one after another. They seemed to know something. Ling shaotian didn't let anyone near him, and they didn't go in.

Ah Xin, who was about to leave work, saw Zhang Ruiqing's figure and quickly got up and called respectfully: "young lady..."

Zhang Ruiqing's face is not very good, just slightly nodded, pointing to the door of the office: "is he still in it?"

A Xin nodded: "the president has been in it all the time. He is not in a good mood. Young lady, the president listened to you. You advised him. It has been an afternoon. After smashing things, he didn't come out. Until now, I'm worried..."

"I see. You get off work first. I'll go in and have a look." Zhang Ruiqing interrupts him, pushes open the door of the office and goes in.

A Xin glanced at the office. It was like being robbed. Everything that could be smashed was broken to pieces, everything that could be dropped fell to the ground, and everything that could be torn was rubbish. I'm afraid the whole office will be redecorated.

Zhang Ruiqing closed the door of the office and found a place to walk to him step by step.

"Shao Tian..." she cried softly.

Ling shaotian ignored, only to see her mouth shouting: "shaotian."

Open tired but with scarlet eyes, a grasp of her hand, to the chest area, Zhang Ruiqing whole person fell into his arms, Zhang Ruiqing too late to sit upright posture, Ling shaotian's arm force her tightly around.

"What should I do with you, Qingqing? What should I do with you? Don't leave me, don't leave me..." his voice trembled and murmured in her ear with unprecedented confusion.

Ling shaotian's voice is obviously begging, like begging with death. Zhang Ruiqing is distressed by the helpless voice.

"I won't leave you, Shao Tian, I won't leave you." She stretched out her hand and patted Ling shaotian on the back, comforting him and emphasizing again and again.

After getting Zhang Ruiqing's comfort, Ling shaotian finally let go of her, mixed with a flustered breath. He kisses her, lives on her lips, and his ears rub with each other. Ling shaotian eagerly sticks out her tongue, sucks, sucks her cloves, and her tongue drifts away to the root of her head, sucks hard, as if to suck her soul out.

"You are mine, Qingqing, you are mine. No one can take you away. Ling shaotian doesn't allow anyone to take you away. Even death can't take you away from me."

While kissing, he declared that he was determined to fight death to the end and would not let Zhang Ruiqing leave.

"Well." Feel his crazy roar, with a little out of control, Zhang Ruiqing had to cooperate, leaning in his arms gently whisper.

He didn't make any further moves. He thought of his madness last night. His hand didn't go up. He just hugged her tightly. He had been kissing her for more than ten minutes, but he still didn't intend to let her go.

"Respond to me, Qingqing, respond to me like I kiss you, Qingqing." He kisses while bewitching, want to let Zhang Ruiqing respond, want to feel her fresh life, clearly can kiss with him here.

Knowing that he was looking for comfort, Zhang Ruiqing put his hand around his neck, picked his tongue flexibly, amused himself, sucked and sucked the tip of his tongue.

At the end of their kiss, Zhang Ruiqing felt that her whole mouth was numb. She put her hand over her lips and looked at Ling shaotian angrily: "it's all you. My lips are swollen."

Ling shaotian turns over and presses her on the sofa. She looks down at her with a smile. Her eyes become deep. She reaches out and caresses her hair gently.

Zhang Ruiqing, as clever as a cat, nests in Ling shaotian's arms and reaches out to play with the buttons on his shirt.

"It's up to this job. There's nothing you can't see. Well, don't be angry." Zhang Ruiqing said, obviously did not want him to think too much.

But Ling shaotian grabs her naughty little hand and solemnly says: "don't give up easily, OK? We're not easy to be together..."

"Well, I won't give up until the last minute." Zhang Ruiqing nodded and responded with the same seriousness.