Chapter 384

As the car drove forward, long Qing drove with a stiff face. Song Huaichun wanted to say something. When he saw the man's cold side face, he also gave up his mind.

The strange scenery increases song Huaichun's uneasiness. Her small hand on her knee unconsciously clenches. She does not dare to ask more questions. Her panic almost fills her whole body.

In the resplendent living room, Han Mingyang stands up and greets Longqing. His sight is glued to song Huaichun.

Song Huaichun's face changed. Han Yangming's sticky eyes made her very uncomfortable. She had seen this kind of look on too many men, and she wanted to clean people up.

"This is Miss Song Huaichun. She is really a beautiful woman." Han Yangming vaguely holds song Huaichun's hand. His big, greasy hand keeps rubbing on the back of her delicate hand. After eating the tofu, he is not willing to give up.

Song Huaichun exerts a little force and breaks free. The smile on his face is almost irresistible: "Mr. Han."

She vaguely guessed the reason why Longqing brought her here. Her heart was indescribable desolation and mixed with a trace of unwillingness.

Han Yangming is not satisfied with song Huaichun's struggle. He once again grabs her white tender hand and takes her into his arms. When he opens his mouth, his face is obviously a layer of displeasure: "Miss Song, you'd better recognize your identity."

What is to recognize the identity, be played unscrupulously, like an item to be exchanged!

Song Huaichun has a strong uneasiness in her heart. She widens her eyes like a dragon, holding the last glimmer of hope humbly, hoping that things are not what she imagined.

Long Qing moved his eyes and avoided song huaishuang's sight. His eyes were cold and indifferent. He didn't care about the accident in front of him.

In his spare time, song Huaichun is like an outsider.

Seeing this, song Huaichun's heart thump for a moment, and allows despair to annihilate her bit by bit. Even the strength to resist Han Yangming disappears, and she is helpless. If long Qing has made up her mind to send her away as a favor, song Huaichun has no choice but to accept it!

Han Yangming smiles with satisfaction, embraces song Huaichun's slender waist and wantonly eats tender tofu. Compared with song huaishuang, song Huaichun's appearance is a little worse. But after all, she is a sister. Under the dim light, she looks like song huaishuang.

If you can't touch song huaishuang, it's OK to taste song Huaichun's taste and relieve your craving.

With her greasy hands swimming on her body, song Huaichun's heart is full of vomit. On her stiff face, however, she has to squeeze out a smile to cope with it. Her dark eyes are staring at her tightly, holding a thought that she thinks is a fantasy.

Accompanied by long Qing for a period of time, not to mention that she also saved Long Qing's life, no credit also has hard work, look at her once paid, don't be so heartless to her.

Long Qing's eyes are not given to song Huaichun. It is clear that he has done such a dirty thing. He still looks like a gentle and elegant young man.

"Mr. Han, I have taken a step in advance." He said, without looking at Song Huaichun from the beginning to the end.

Song Huaichun can't wait to close the door of the box and tear song huaishuang's clothes.

The crisp sound of the torn cloth makes song huaishuang come back to his senses. His skin, which is exposed to the air, quickly dies with tiny goose bumps.

"Don't be so impatient."

She seemed to be unaware of the changes in her body, and suddenly burst out laughing. Her delicate fingers teased Han Yangming's lips, gently touching and leaving, full of the implication of teasing.

Han Yangming's eyes were green, and he wanted to press song Huaichun on the bed immediately. He also enjoyed song Huaichun's teasing. There was a look of enjoyment and torture on his face, which was ferocious on his fat face, which made the fat on his face move and tremble.

Long Qing has just entered the living room, aware that something is wrong. He pauses for a moment, pretends to have nothing to do. According to his own rhythm, he changes his shoes, and then turns on the headlights in the living room.

When he turned on the light, the painted living room suddenly brightened up, exposing the figures on the sofa.

Long Qing's pace of walking forward slowed down a little: "Dad, how come you haven't had a rest so late."

After long Qing recovered from a serious illness, he was much weaker. He paid special attention to his health care. He went to bed on time at ten o'clock. Long Qing looked at his watch. It was two o'clock in the morning.

Long Liu patted the sofa beside him and motioned for long Qing to sit down: "don't be confused with me. I'm waiting for you here. Tell me honestly whether you gave song Huaichun to Han Yangming."

When the name song Huaichun is mentioned, long Liu frowns slightly. She has no good impression of her. She is the daughter of his old friend. Long Liu doesn't know why. Li just can't wait to see song Huaichun.

Long Qing never thinks that what he does can hide from long Qing. Whether he knows it or not depends entirely on his interest. However, in the evening, he doesn't want to discuss this topic with Longqing."Dad, it's really late. I'm sleepy. You should have a rest earlier." Long Qing avoids talking, stands up from the sofa and yawns, indicating that he is not lying.

"Long Qing, stop for me."

He did not go forward a few steps, sitting in the middle of the sofa long Liu angrily called his name, towering anger spread across the face, hit people unprepared.

Long Qing closed his eyes and turned around. There was a gentle smile on his expressionless face. His eyes were helpless: "Dad, I'm really tired. I want to have a rest earlier."

Long Qing doesn't want to have a big fight with dragon six at night. It made everyone angry.

Long Liu was not angry with his perfunctory attitude. He grabbed the things around him and smashed it to the front door of the dragon. His body trembled: "you are capable of it. Your wings are hard. You don't need to pay attention to me, right?"

Long Qing didn't hide or dodge. He let the ashtray directly hit his forehead. A big bag suddenly appeared on his head. His indifferent look did not change at all: "Dad, I don't mean that."

"You know something. Why ask me again?" When the panting sound of the Dragon six breath became more and more heavy, he stopped for a moment and chose to say all the words in his heart: "why deceive yourself? As a result, it will not change."