He held the steering wheel tightly in one hand, and the strength of his five fingers kept increasing, so that he could see his obviously white knuckles. He's a normal man, too! Know she and others have, he did countless psychological erection, or decided to endure!

But he's not great enough to hear her explain the details!

Ask a man who can calmly listen to his beloved "woman" - where did that happen when he was drunk He can't do that yet!

He didn't want to hear that.

"Well." Qiao Sangyu answered, and his words were stopped and he was silent.

After several deep breaths, Jiang Xuyang suppressed the surging anger and inflated self-esteem in his chest cavity and tried to recover his calm and calm voice: "tomorrow What time do you get up tomorrow

His voice, with some inexplicable dryness.

"What's the matter?"

"I think I'll pick you up at eight o'clock How about that? " Skipping all the words she wanted to explain, Jiang Xuyang deliberately turned the topic around and gave himself "attitude" to her with the proposal of obtaining evidence.

He will still marry her.

Qiao Sangyu was silent for a long time. Jiang Xuyang almost had to wait for despair to hear her voice coming from the opposite side. Small but firm: "good."

She was married.

Hang up, Qiao Sangyu sighed a long way.

She felt that the dust had settled down and she should be relieved. But no. She breathed a lot of breath, but she still couldn't solve the depression and loss of her chest She doesn't know what happened to her?

Maybe it's affectation? Qiao Sangyu thought faintly.

She deliberately ignored her emotions and moved her injured knee to get up from the sofa. She was about to limp back to her bedroom to sleep, but just as she moved her foot, the door bell rang.

"Who is it?" Qiao Sangyu asked in response to "shooting" and "sex".

She thought it was Jiang Xuyang who turned back again, so she ran to open the door for him. She didn't expect that as soon as the door opened, she saw Qi Mo's tall figure standing outside looking at her with a smile.

Qiao Sangyu's face "color" a cold, anti "shoot", "sex" to shake the "door.".

However, Qi Mo's movement was faster than her -

he directly reached out to the door and pushed it forward, which made Qiao Sangyu stagger for a while, and the whole person fell back a few steps and stood still. And Qimo, once again majestically broke into her place.

"It's already on. It's impossible to turn it off again." Qi Mo gently reminds him, jokingly hooks the "lip" corner, and does not forget to evaluate, "it seems that your sense of crisis has not yet It's sad. "

Crisis awareness?

When he mentioned this, Qiao Sangyu could not help but get angry: he brought all her disasters and crises? Today, when I met that kind of bad guy, I was in such a mess. Did you still owe it to him? He's going to talk to her about "crisis awareness"?

"What do you want to do?" Qiao Sangyu's face was not good at color. He rushed to him as he spoke. He put his hands against his chest and pushed him out. "I don't welcome you! Please get out of here and don't provoke me with your bad luck

She exhausted all her strength, but could not shake Qi Mo Fen Fen. On the contrary, it was her staggering steps that prompted the wound on her knee and attracted Qi Mo's sight. His eyes drooped and lingered for a second on her knee covered with red "medicine" water, and his brow slightly frowned.

"Watch your knees..."

He gently reminded him that when he spoke, he deliberately went to the side of his body, which made Qiao Sangyu's body unstable, and almost directly crossed him and fell to the ground. Qimo grabbed her arm at the last moment and pulled her back.

"You..." She was in a hurry.

Qi Mo but first her step, loosen her at the same time throw out three words: "don't thank."

"Qimo, if you don't go, I'll pay you back! I tell you, I won't help you this time! No matter what you do... " However, Qiao Sangyu was infuriated. Even though it's useless to call the police to deal with Qi Mo, it's the only threat she can say.

Qi Mo didn't listen.

She looked up and down at her pajamas, and then looked at her. Before Qiao Sangyu finished speaking, he began to speak and interrupted bluntly: "go and change your clothes."

"What?" She was so scolded that she forgot her words.

What do you mean?

Break into her house without permission, comment on her, and then let her change clothes? What does he mean by that?

"Do you have that kind of What's more suitable for sports? " When Qiao Sangyu was in a daze, Qi Mo suggested leisurely, "it's better to have loose home clothes. It's more convenient to run and more comfortable to fly."

What is he talking about?

Qiao Sangyu looks at him with a pair of seeing neuropathy's eyes, wants to push him to leave, but Qi Mo passes over her and enters her bedroom directly.

"What are you doing?" She is hateful to chase in, but the pace of bumping has shown her weakness.Her house never invites outsiders in! Even more so in the bedroom! How could he Is that too much of a self assertion?

"This one will do." Qi Mo has opened her wardrobe and is very satisfied with a set of home clothes hanging inside. She takes it and throws it to her directly. After looking at her watch, she adds, "I'll give you five minutes to change it."

"I won't do anything for you again!" Qiao Sangyu angrily threw his clothes on the bed and said firmly, "please go out!"

Qi Mo shrugged. Her attitude, he really can not explain to her what! Moreover, Liu Tianhang's background and revenge need to be explained one by one, and he doesn't have so much time.

So he changed his way --

"just like to wear pajamas in front of me?" He asked in a subtle way. Step by step, he approached her, his handsome face leaned forward, his head bowed closer to her, and his lips raised a slight arc that seemed to smile, saying, "pajamas are used for sleeping..."

"What?" She couldn't help retreating until her back was against the wall.

She didn't understand what he meant?

I don't know what he wants to do!

"So what are you hinting at me?" He continued to carry out his logic slowly, holding the wall with one hand, controlling her whole body in the narrow space in the arms, and then whispered, "can I sleep?"

A "sleep" word, deliberately elongated pause, with an obvious love of the atmosphere.

Qiao Sangyu suddenly thought of what happened a month ago, and her small face suddenly turned red: "Qi Mo, you don't want to face with me!"

"Ah If I really don't want to face Can you resist? "

"You She raised her hand and tried to fan it.

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