Chapter 453

Nangongchen frowned slightly, looked back at the people in the distance, and said coldly, "go!"

"Yes Zhao Ma light should be a word out of the room, close the door of the moment, Zhao Ma shook her head and sighed, watching the two young people get along in such a mode, really heartache! But want to return to think, she is still quickly downstairs, leading Qiao Wen into the villa.

Nangong Chen stands by the French window and watches Qiao Wen walk towards Qianqian. He doesn't know what to say. He looks very excited. Finally Unexpectedly stretched out a hand to embrace Qian Qian in the bosom.

Heart! A fierce suffocation, Nangong morning Pathetique don't open eyes, walked back to the hall, he poured himself a glass of wine, lit a cigarette, deeply inhaled. He almost does not smoke, so he coughed a few mouthfuls, even his heart was shocked. He took a sip from the glass and closed his eyes slightly with his hand to his lips.

She pushed him out of his heart, which made him powerless and unable to change everything. He thinks that there is nothing he can't do in his life, but in love, he is like a helpless child, confused, confused

As he closed his eyes, his mind was full of the picture of Qiao Wen embracing her. Unable to bear the heartache, he stood up, drank a glass of wine, twisted out his cigarette and went downstairs. Not too far away from Qianqian, he heard Qiao Wen's low roar: "come with me, OK? Like his kind of cold-blooded birds. Animals will understand what is love? Don't be silly. If he really loves you, he won't kill Liu Yan or your grandmother. Don't forget that your mother was also killed by Nangong family. He carried three lives of Liu family on his back. Why do you stay here? "

Qian Qian's body a stiff, raised eyes to see to Qiao Wen, eyes have sad, have hurt. Slowly took back his own hand, without a trace of a step back, low voice: "thank you for reminding me, your kindness I understand."

"Qianqian..." Qiao Wen saw her alienated expression, which reflected that he spoke heavily. Seeing that she was so unhappy, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle. His tone was impatient, but he was the one who didn't want to hurt her most? He pressed her shoulder and didn't let her run away from her. He said seriously: "I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean to arouse your sadness. I just don't think nangongchen can give you the happiness you want. You used to be so happy and smiling. I miss you so much. Qianqian, let me take you back to the past, OK?"

Gently shaking his head, Qianqian pushed away his hand and said in a low voice: "sorry, I can't go back. I have nothing now. I can't regard it as nothing happened. You go!"

"Qianqian..." Qiao Wen stepped forward anxiously, but in the next second, his wrist was held by a strong force. He looked up at nangongchen's cold eyes, and his face was cold. He earned two angry words: "let go!"

"I'll give you two minutes to get out of my sight." Nangong morning calm face, no extra expression, just coldly looking at Qiao Wen. Qiao Wen moves his wrist. He waves his fist toward Nangong Chen's chin without thinking about it. Qian Qian is startled and screams subconsciously.

It's late, it's fast! Qianqian almost didn't see clearly how nangongchen did it. He heard Qiao Wen wail. When he looked at it, his hand had been broken, and his bones propped up his skin. He couldn't speak in pain, and his forehead also exuded cold sweat.

"Senior." Qian Qian exclaimed, just thinking of running over to see how he was hurt. But the waist a tight, from already direct by South Temple morning to clutch in the bosom. Coldly way: "if you want him to get less injured, stay away from him."

"Let me go, you savage man. How can you hurt brother joven?" Struggling, his chest also surged with anger, no matter what, he should not be so heavy on Qiao Wen. Just Qian Qian doesn't know, her this kind of reaction let the heart of South Temple morning ache a few minutes again, the hand a loose still really was broken free by her.

"How are you, brother joven?" Holding his hand, guilt filled my heart. The corner of Qiao Wen's mouth twitched a few times and shook his head. "I'm ok. Don't worry about me."

"Look, your hands are broken..."

"Don't be sad. It doesn't hurt at all. Look at you I don't like you to frown. It's not beautiful. " Hand smoothed Qian Qian's show eyebrow, Qiao Wen painful teeth are trembling. Face is still trying to keep a smile, which makes Qianqian more guilty, busy bent to help him, said: "go, I accompany you to the hospital to see a doctor."

"No, I'll go myself!" Qiao Wen stood up, shook his head and refused her kindness. He looked at nangongchen coldly and said, "I don't want nangongchen to embarrass you with this matter again. You should pay attention to your own safety when you stay by his side. Don't be too stubborn, you know? I'll come back to you. "

"Brother Qiao Wen..." In the face of his persistence, Qianqian really didn't know what else to say. Jovin took a deep look at her, took her in his uninjured hand, and said, "take care of yourself. Take this mobile phone for you. If you want to leave one day, just call me. I will run to you at the first time. "

Qianqian holds the small mobile phone in her hand, but she can't say what she refuses. In the end, she can only nod silently. Qiao Wen reaches out his hand and pinches her small face to comfort her: "be happy, though your grandmother is gone, isn't there me? I will be with you as before, and I will never walk away, believe me"Well!" Qianqian can only keep nodding, Qiao Wen just released her hand, turned around, holding his injured hand and walked to the villa door. Qianqian looks at his back and disappears out of sight. Then she looks down at her mobile phone, turns to nangongchen, and walks to the main room.

"How long are you going to piss me off?" The light voice is full of helplessness, Nangong morning's opening in a low voice. Qianqian's step was a meal, but it was only a meal. He didn't respond to his words and went straight ahead. Nangong morning took her delicate arm, frowned and stared at her, vowing an answer.

Qianqian shook his arm several times, but he couldn't break his grip. Then he raised his eyes and said, "I can't get along with you peacefully now. For me, you are really strange!"

"Strange?" Nangong Chen turned cold and said in a deep voice, "isn't Qiao Wen strange? Or his coming? In exchange for your good memories? "

Qian Qian was stunned and shook off his hand and said, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Then I'll let you know!" Nangong Chen roared coldly. She couldn't stand her cold attitude to herself any more. She grabbed her arm, shouldered her shoulder and strode upstairs. Qianqian was thrown by him, his eyes were full of stars, subconsciously hugged his neck, exclaimed: "let me go, what are you doing?"

"Let you know who you are, or you'll forget who your man is."

Suddenly, I understand the meaning of nangongchen's words. Qianqian's face is red and white. This man Do you want to force her to be a shrew? Her anger was even stronger. She was struggling with her hands and feet. She kept yelling: "you bastard, let go of me. You can't do this to me. Can't you do something else except hurt me? Son of a bitch, impotence, big sex wolf... "

Impotence? Nangong Chen's brow is wrinkled. It's true that he wants to show it. Regardless of Qianqian's hand kicking, she directly carries her upstairs, kicks open the door of the bedroom, and throws her on the bed. Qianqian is dizzy when she is thrown. She is just about to get up when she is pressed on the bed by nangongchen.

"Let go of me!" Qianqian is still struggling. Nangongchen pressed her legs, held her wrists in both hands, and fixed them directly on her head. Her eyes were fixed on her red face because of anger. This is his Qianqian, with vigor and vitality. Although two people in the contest, but always better than that kind of cold get along!

Qianqian struggled with sweat all over his body, but he couldn't shake him after all. He couldn't help being annoyed. He bit his lips and looked at nangongchen with a red eye. His pitiful appearance made nangongchen have an illusion. It seemed that when she was a child, when she bullied her, she usually showed such an expression when she couldn't resist.

This made him feel cordial and softened his heart. He relaxed a little, leaned over Qianqian's forehead and said in a low voice, "will you stop making trouble?"

"When did I quarrel with you? You are bullying me Don't mention to return, say up suddenly all the grievances are surging up in my heart, crystal clear tears rolled down my face, Qianqian busy don't go over the face to cover up their own sad, choked: "I really don't understand, you are always high above, when I close to you, you put your heart in the sky, I can't touch, far let people all cold.". When I sober myself up and don't want your protection and love any more, you tease me like this... "

"I'm not teasing you!"

"You are! I really hate you. I hate you so much. You can explain my mother's death to my grandmother, but you don't! You let me be there, I'm helpless and scared, you can't see! You killed Liu Yan and my grandmother indirectly. I can't forgive you. I don't want to forgive you... " When it comes to excitement, Qianqian struggles again.

Nangong morning listen to heartache, gently coax way: "good! No more crying. "

"I want you to take care of..." Qianqian will face more buried in the quilt. Her such movement makes the chest top of higher, Nangong morning chest a soft, crisp hemp spread, let him mind a swing. He immediately repressed his own impulse, turned over to her, put his hand around her, wiped away her tears, and kissed her: "I said I believe in my father, he will not hurt the innocent. Some things don't need to be explained at all, they just need unconditional belief. "

"But even if I cheat my grandmother, I won't come to this stage..."

"Nangong people don't cheat others, especially those they love most." Nangong Chen whispered a word in a very light but firm voice. She hit Qianqian's heart heavily. She raised her tears, saw his extremely serious eyes, and listened to his gentle words. The air in my heart seems not so strong. She hesitated for a moment, or asked the words hidden in her heart: "did you kill Liu Yan?"