Chapter 379

Thirty three days have passed since the drunken night.

She lost sleep for thirty-three days.

Yang Lan looked back and saw that she was listless. She thought she was tired. She said, "the schedule is tomorrow. You go to have a rest first and get jet lag."

Qin Xiaoyi is powerless: "well."

She put on her mask, opened the door of the nanny car, just stepped out, looked up, and saw a face that had appeared in her nightmares for days.

She asked on the Internet: how to deal with adult drunken promiscuity?

Nearly 70% of netizens replied, "when it hasn't happened, what should I do?".

She agreed that nothing should have happened in such an awkward atmosphere, so she took the initiative to say hello: "what a coincidence."

Teng Ying was in a wheelchair, looking up, but with a sense of oppression in his eyes, he said, "unfortunately, I came to see you."

“……”

She's looking for steps. Why can't he go down!

Agent Yang Lan is still the copilot, heard the voice, rolled down the window: "Mr. Teng." Mr. Teng is a film investor. She has met several times.

Tengying nodded and looked at Qin Xiaoyi again: "is it here to talk or to find a place?"

His attitude is to settle accounts.

"You two get off first."

The less people know about it, the less trouble.

The atmosphere is not right, Yang Lan is not good to ask face to face, first with the assistant to avoid, just from the nanny car, see Teng Ying from the wheelchair up.

Yang Lan and assistant: "..."

No need for a good leg. What's lame in a wheelchair?!

Qin Xiaoyi gets on the car first. After tengying gets on, he closes the door and locks it.

She went straight in: "what do you want to talk about?"

He sat down with his legs set and was very happy: "about the night you took me to sleep as a duck."

“……”

Needless to say, it's so straightforward!

She forced herself to calm down: "I gave money."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was like a sly fox, and he could deal with it freely: "I said, I am very expensive."

This is no famous young master. She sleeps as a scoundrel.

She was straightforward: "you offer."

Teng Ying calmly crossed his legs and said, "I'm the first time."

“……”

Is this the starting price?

Qin Xiaoyi took a deep breath: "how much can be."

He smiled: "you can't afford it."

Move in! "She cold face:" then what do you want

He took his time: "I'll be responsible when I sleep."

I've seen a rogue, I've never seen such a serious rogue, she was angry and laughed: "Mr. Teng, we are all adults."

This man, she did not understand, also do not understand, just feel inexplicable, drunk sex is absurd, but after drunk sex, still continue to chaos, more absurd.

He probably expected her reaction, and he looked unprepared: "what's the education of your Qin family? I don't know. We Teng family are all old ideas. If you get my body, you have to be responsible for me."

“……”

This is an ancient play. She is a bully who defiles a good wife and man. He is a chaste man who has built a memorial archway in the village.

Qin Xiaoyi has nothing to say. Since she's a bully, she doesn't plan to reason or make it clear: "what if I don't want to be responsible?"

She can't marry him.

Teng Ying smiled gently: "let me sleep back."

“……”

Shit!

She has seen many rogues, but she has never seen such a rogue who can easily switch.

Teng Ying stretched out his legs and laid down on the back of the car seat leisurely: "that night, we did it three times, that is to say," he turned sideways and looked at her in his spare time, with a light expression and continued to play the rogue gracefully, "if I only do it once a night, you will let me sleep three nights."

She has always been calm, rare, was angry, three Zhang: "tengying!"

On the contrary, he was calm and relaxed: "it's OK not to sleep. Let's socialize."

Apart from that drunk, this is the second time she has seen him? This man has a hole in his head!

Her patience was polished by him: "you are ill."

He was serious: "don't worry, I'm in good health. If I get in touch with him, I'll have sex later --"

she can't stand it: "enough!"

Trying to rip his mouth off.

He teased the cat like, eyebrows stretch, the mood is very good: "OK, I don't say, later slowly say the same." He got up, the carriage was narrow, he obviously bowed his head and bowed down, and he looked like he had to. "Don't run any more, I'll catch you back and shut you up."

When Qin Xing was alive, he said that all the people of Teng family ate people and didn't spit bones. Indeed, they were all beasts, no, beasts.Qin Xiaoyi is holding back his anger, but the skin laughs and the flesh doesn't: "house arrest is against the law."

Teng Ying smiles: "sexual assault is also against the law."

Sexual assault on your sister!

Have the ability to sue her strong! Traitor! Ah!

The negotiation broke up in displeasure.

Tengying returned to China that day and left a message for her: don't run, you can't run away.

How could she not run? She bought a ticket to the north pole directly on the day of killing. Then, on the first day of his return, he was arrested by tengying and taken to mianzhou.

At that time, Jiang Jiusheng, who was caught in Teng's family together, was indeed a brother and a shameless person.

She was locked up for a week, and then she fled. Before she returned to Jiangbei for a week, tengying found her. Where she fled, he could catch up with her. He was haunted.

After half a year of chasing after her like this, she is very proud. She has no way to be polished by this scoundrel. As the agent Yang Lan said, everything goes down and everything goes down. Tengying is her nemesis. She specializes in conquering her.

As soon as she left work and returned to the hotel, she saw Teng Ying sitting on her bed, drinking her red wine with her glass.

She froze for several seconds: "how did you get in?" This is her Qin's hotel. It's her place!

He put down his red wine glass, pulled his tie, untied it, and threw it on the bed: "I'm a cripple, how can I get in?" He got up from the bed, took off his suit jacket as he walked, smiled and said, "I came in from the front door."

Believe you!

"Who opened the door for you?"

"Hotel manager." He threw his suit on the sofa and walked up to her. "I told him, I'm your boyfriend."

Animals in clothes.

It's about people like Teng Ying.

When Qin Xiaoyi met him, he was always furious with him: "he let you in?" Damn it, she must quit that manager!

Teng Ying likes to see her look like she can't be proud at all. She smiles her eyes wide: "of course not, I also showed him our bed."

“……”

Beast!

Qin Xiaoyi became angry: "tengying, did you take a picture of your bed? Are you a pervert? "

He is still slow and methodical, untied a shirt button: "leave some evidence just, afraid you don't recognize."

She didn't bother to reason with the rascal: "give me the cell phone."

"In his pocket, I'll take it myself," he said

She clenched her teeth, squatted beside the sofa, went to turn the pockets of his suit pants, across a thin layer of cloth, the temperature of his body crossed from her fingers, her face was a little hot, and her ears were red.

I don't know what kind of panic. I was so stupid. I fished in his pocket several times before I took out my mobile phone: "password."

"Your birthday."

“……”

She inputs her birthday, unlocks the lock, the screensaver is her photo, it's taken secretly, the angle is not good at all, straight man aesthetic!

She opened the album, which was full of her "ugly photos", but she didn't see the bed photo.

"Where are the photos?"

He smiled, pulled her to his side and said, "I lied to you."

“……”

Grass Mud Horse!

She raised her mobile phone and tried to smash it on his face, but somehow it didn't go down.

Teng Ying did not hide, but also gathered up and put his arms around her waist: "with me, eh?"

She didn't even think, "I don't agree."

With him, she would be short of life.

Tengying calmly accepted her refusal: "since you don't agree, I have to use it."

With that, he pressed her on the sofa and kissed her fiercely.

Qin Xiaoyi: "..."

She made mistakes in her last life. In this life, she met tengying. She could not scold, fight or even kiss her, because the one with soft legs is always her.

In September, Xie Dang held a violin tour. She went to Baicheng for the first time. She went alone, without a broker or an assistant.

Just to Xie Dang's backstage, Teng Ying's phone call came.

"Where are you?" he asked The voice was cold as ice.

It's hard to get angry with him.

Qin Xiaoyi had the feeling of turning over into a serf and singing. He deliberately urged him: "where do you care?"

"Did you go to Birmingham?"

She contradicted him: "so what?"

Tengying smiled and said, "what will happen to me? Then you will know."

Every time she was threatened, she hung up.

"Can you go out?" Xie Dang looked into the mirror and was finishing his little curly wool hair. The mirror reflected his handsome face. He wrote a sentence on his face - the best beauty in the world.

Qin Xiaoyi leaned against the dressing table, looked in the mirror, and thought: "it's all reporters outside. I'll go out like this, and our personal relationship will be exposed."Xie Dang glanced at her and said, "I'm a ghost."

He ignored her and took his violin to tune. Occasionally, the strings played a few irregular notes. In the intermittent notes, Qin Xiaoyi suddenly said, "thanks Dang, I don't like you anymore."

Xie Dang continued to tune his piano and replied, "thank you for me, your family."

“……”

Motherfucker!

At the beginning of eight o'clock performance, Qin Xiaoyi wrapped herself tightly. The last entry, the opening track of which is e minor, is Xie Dang's famous music. She has heard it several times. The first time, it was five years ago.

This is the last time she has come to listen to him.

She looked at Xie Dang, wearing a tuxedo on the stage, red eyes, and smiled.

Goodbye, I once sincerely loved people, no regrets, no youth and no you.

"Qin Xiaoyi!"

"It's Qin Xiaoyi!"

She sat in the back row. Someone recognized her and began to make noise. She pulled the mask up, lowered her head, and was about to leave, her eyes shrouded.

It's a suit. It's over her head. The smell of shaving water is familiar to her.

It was her enemy who came.

Tengying holds her waist: "let's go."

Her eyes were covered by a suit jacket. She looked down and couldn't see the road. She could only see the beautiful and powerful hand that he held her.

He led her out of the concert hall to the empty stairwell and let go. He slammed the door.

"That's how you like the violinist!" He seemed to be very angry, and yelled at her in a strange way, "he doesn't like you. You go to him, where is your backbone!"

Where's her guts?

How is always led by him, teased by her.

Teng Ying snorted coldly, "he will cross in front of me."

Who is it.

She pulled off the suit coat, threw it on the ground, raised her head and stared at him. With such a stare, the tear that had been in her eyes rolled down.

Teng Ying was stunned, and his expression changed from rage at the beginning to panic: "you, what are you crying for?"

He stuttered as he never saw her cry.

"Come on," he said, his voice getting louder and quieter, coaxing, "don't cry, I won't talk about you."

As a result, she cried even more.

This is his ancestor.

I can't fight, I can't scold, I can only surrender, and I'm used to being spoiled: "I apologize, can I apologize?" He coaxed in a good voice, "don't cry, will you?"? Well? "

"Teng Ying."

She called him by name, with a cry.

Tengying felt that her heart had been softened and she wanted to give her life: "you can say anything and be afraid of you." Whoever let him get her.

She looked at him with red eyes: "there are journalists."

Teng Ying looked up and saw that there was a figure on the stairs. He was very arrogant and still photographed there.

"That's it?" He wiped her face with his sleeve for fear of hurting her. Then he changed his hand to wipe away her tears. He was angry and hateful. He was reluctant to scold her. "What's so crying? I'll stop the news for you."

She shook her head, still wearing a mask, a pair of eyes a little swollen: "do not stop, let him pat."

What do you mean?

He didn't understand what she was crying for.

She said, "come here a little."

He came up to her.

She short his head, to look up at him, just cried, the voice is rare a little Jiao: "you lower."

Tengying didn't know what she was going to do: "if you dare to hit me in the face, I will press you on the bed and teach you a lesson."

She hit him in the face more than once.

Though he said that, he bent down obediently and put his face to him.

There was a little shadow of him in her red eyes. After a while, she took off her mask, put her hand around his neck, and kissed him on tiptoe.

Teng Ying: "..."

What's wrong with his little ancestor?

After a kiss, she hid her head behind him and hung her hand around his neck: "after our association, you are not allowed to bully me any more, nor to play hooligans without moving." She blushed fiercely, and her ears were also red, but her tone was tough and arrogant. "And anything, no matter how big or small, should be up to me."

He suddenly knew what she was crying for. She was not convinced and was tamed by him.

His family's little ancestor finally opened his mind, and he smiled, "yes, anything." He put his arms around her waist and picked her up. "Just let me decide in bed."

Then he stopped her mouth and kissed her deeply.

Qin Xiaoyi: "..."

It's over.

She can't make this man in her whole life. Forget it, he will be weak when he kisses her.

A year later, Qin Xiaoyi and tengying got married in mianzhou. After marriage, they had a son named Huaining. When Teng Huaining was three years old, he studied calligraphy with Tengming.After learning for two months, I can hold a pen.

The threshold of Teng family's ancient house is very high. It's very difficult for a three-year-old child to walk past it. Teng Huaining holds the wall and labors across the threshold. It's winter. The child wears a lot and runs like a ball: "second uncle."

Tengming, wearing glasses, is reading a book with yellow pages.

Xiaohuaining climbed up to his leg, grabbed a corner of the page, and looked at it: "Why are you always reading the Scriptures?"

Tengming picked up the little guy, put him on the chair beside him, put on a green shirt, took the book in his hand, and turned two pages: "because of boredom."

Boring.

"Xiaohuaining said:" then you go out to play ah, there are many fun outside, you go out to play is not boring

Tengming poured a cup of tea, touched the bottom of the cup, not hot, and fed him: "it will be boring."

"Why?"

He put down his glass and was silent for a moment: "because I've played the funniest thing."

Xiaohuaining seems to understand.

"Huaining used to like sweet osmanthus cake best, didn't he?"

He nodded, "well."

The second uncle asked, "why didn't you like it later?"

"Because I like Zaoni cake." Children's voice is crisp. "Zaoni cake is best to eat."

Tengming took off his glasses. The green pupils were not so dark and light colored: "it's the same reason that uncle two feels bored outside. You've eaten the most delicious food. If you eat other things, you'll be bored."

Xiaohuaining didn't know very well. He asked, "can't you keep eating jujube cake?"

Tengming smiled and didn't answer.

How to eat other people's jujube cake.

"Huaining," Teng Ying came in from outside, "go to your mother's place. I want to talk with uncle two."

"Oh."

Xiaohuaining climbed down from the chair and clumsily turned over the threshold.

"You've cut off the Teng family's underground business?"

Tengming picked up the book again and casually replied, "well."

Teng Ying laughs at him: "how, when learning Jin, want to be a good person?"

He turned the nirvana Sutra in his hand and looked lazy: "I'm tired of playing."

Nanqin and beiteng, now they are all good at washing their hands. They are serious people. They are afraid that the police will laugh off their big teeth. After all, the Buddhist scriptures will not become demons.

At least, install Buddhism.

Oh, it's not necessary to quit lust and lust. After all, there are common people in the bones. Teng Ying asked him with a smile, "when will you find a woman?"

Teng Ming is not interested in anything: "follow fate."

Maybe I've seen more sutras.

This fate, along with, is many years.

"Doctor Chang, the patient has been waiting in the consulting room."

In the afternoon, Tengming has an appointment.

He nodded to the assistant and pushed the door into the consulting room.

The woman is sitting on the sofa, a little stiff.

"I'm Chang Ming," he said, extending his hand. "Your psychiatrist."

The woman stood up, a thin layer of sweat came out on her forehead, and put her hand behind her. "I'm sorry, I have heterosexual phobia."

Dare not look at directly, refuse to contact with body, nervous sweating, accompanied by anxiety.

Tengming wrote in the diagnosis: the symptoms are serious.

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