He knew Qi Jin very well, and naturally he could see that the cold-faced young commander was indifferent and awkwardly gentle towards his wife.
Looking at the two people slowly walking away, the moonlight gradually stretched their silhouettes, holding hands, which was very warm and harmonious.
But it hurt Sheng Jinghua's eyes.
It's so jealous...
For a long time, the slender and elegant man smiled and reached out to play with the string of Buddhist beads on his hand.
That woman Su Chiyue, want to break with him?
It is impossible.
Sheng Jinghua's eyes were in a trance, he seemed to have trouble remembering what Su Chiyue was like before. What is deeply imprinted in my mind now is the vivid face of the woman just now.
She seems to have changed.
Or, she is not Su Chiyue at all.
But it doesn't matter. Sheng Jinghua only knows that he wants such a woman like never before.
He clearly felt that when he was with her, his dead heart was beating again.
Do you like it... it should be.
There was a flash of paranoia on the man's elegant and clean face.
He was suddenly jealous of Qi Jin again.
A good family background, a harmonious family, the love of parents, and even the forced wife to marry, are all things that others can't ask for... These are things he doesn't have.
The smile on Sheng Jinghua's face gradually disappeared.
Everything he has now comes from him unscrupulously.
...
Fu Yue in the car.
She and Qi Jin were sitting in the back row, with Adjutant Li driving in front.
After getting in the car, Qi Jin let go of Fu Yue's hand. He looked straight ahead, not at the woman next to him.
Fu Yue pursed her lips, spoke tentatively, twisting her white fingers, "Well, I can explain it, really..."
Qi Jin looked over indifferently.
Fu Yue immediately sat up straight and stretched out three slender fingers, "I have nothing to do with him, I swear!"
She rounded her phoenix eyes and stared straight at the young officer in front of her, with an innocent smile on her delicate face, and she seemed to be somewhat faintly pleased, like a cat with only paws.
Soft and cute.
System 677 in the space squeezed silently.
In this world, the host's posture is really low. I only hope that Lord Tiandao will stop being a demon. What if she provokes the host and quits her burden?
Qi Jin lowered his eyelashes, his gaze fell on the woman's white neck, with cyan traces and slightly messy hair.
Reminiscent of Fu Yue just now with Sheng Jinghua alone in the alley, this will inevitably make people think of some beautiful things.
The beautiful and cold officer slowly raised his slender hand and took off a snow-white glove, revealing cold white jade fingers.
He raised his hand and gently stroked Fu Yue's beautiful neck. The cold and soft fingertips caused a slight shiver when they touched the skin.
"what is this?"
The low-magnetic and **** voice, with the unique magnetism of young men, is extremely nice and somewhat cool.
With the cold touch from her neck, Fu Yue froze almost instantly, and her toes were trembling numb.
The brain crashed for an instant.
Yan Hong's lips opened, and Fu Yue stumbled and said: "This is the guy Sheng Jinghua just pinched my neck and stayed..."
The young officer withdrew his hand, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "How did you get involved with him?"