Yan Ziqing went to Malacca.
Xu Qizhen's move is really bad. Yan Ziqing can't easily fool the past.
Besides, she also serves as a tutor of Yan's family. She also needs to face to face to dismiss her.
On the way to Malacca, he sent someone to inquire about it first. Xu Qizhen had settled down in Malacca.
Singapore, Malacca and Penang are full of traces of Yan's family. Yan Ziqing can easily find Xu Qizhen.
Sure enough, he just arrived in Malacca and settled down in his hotel. The manager met him personally and told him the address and room number of Xu Qizhen's hotel.
Yan Ziqing straightens up a little, washes his face, eats something, and then goes to Xu Qizhen's room unhurriedly.
The two hotels are not far away. When Yan Ziqing arrived downstairs, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
His people went to the owner of the restaurant first.
When the boss heard that it was Yan Sanye, he was scared to death. He respectfully handed the key to Xu Qizhen's room to Yan Ziqing.
When Yan Ziqing went upstairs, he said to his subordinates, "you stay in the hall and I will go up by myself."
He's not here to fight.
Xu Qizhen, a young woman, can't escape from his hands.
As he approached, he saw the light coming out of the window.
So late in the night, almost all the guests in the hotel went to sleep. The whole corridor was silent, and the sound of the waves chasing the beach could be heard quietly.
Only Xu Qizhen's room lights up.
Yan Ziqing hesitated.
He thought that although she was hateful, she did not cause any major disaster, and he slapped her.
To sum up, she was also punished and there was no need to break in.
So he put the key in his pocket and knocked at the door.
When a single woman lives alone and is knocked at the door in the middle of the night, she is scared to death.
Yan Ziqing can imagine who the question of her fear is.
If she refuses to open the door, he uses the key again.
Unexpectedly, there was no question in the room, instead, there was a sound of shuffling footsteps.
When the door opened, Yan Ziqing first smelt a strong smell of wine, then the smell of medicinal wine.
Xu Qizhen lurches against the wall, unable to see who the outsider is. Her hair is messy, covering most of her face. She reached out and asked, "have you brought it?"
The tongue is a little out of control.
Yan Ziqing frowned: "how much did you drink?"
Xu Qizhen heard the voice and wanted to open her eyes a little wider to see the people clearly. She was so close that her hot breath almost stuck to Yan Ziqing.
"Oh, Yan Sanye!" Her voice line went up and down, "are you here to deliver wine?"
Looking at the drunk cat, Yan Ziqing is considering whether to press her into the bathtub to drown in a wake-up drink, or to let his men drag her out and pour a bucket of cold water.
He pondered.
Xu Qizhen moved forward again, and touched his hand in his arms: "have you brought any wine?"
She could not stand stably. She said something to herself and almost fell down, so she caught Yan Ziqing's neck.
Yan Ziqing didn't think of it until this moment.
When Xu Qizhen first came to him, he wanted her. Later, he saw that she was a lady in the mainland. He was afraid that it would not end well. Moreover, because of her relationship with Gu Shao, Yan Ziqing was afraid that the relationship between Yan's family and Gu Qingzhou would be greatly affected. The gain was not worth the loss, so he accepted the lust.
Later, Xu Qizhen became a teacher of his family.
He is respectful of cultural people, so he completely delimits Xu Qizhen from the category of "Sleeping Woman".
Unexpectedly, Xu Qizhen died and stole his seal to kill people.
Xu Qizhen hooks Yan Ziqing's neck and looks at his face.
She suddenly spat at Yan Ziqing: "son of a bitch, you dare to hit me! What's wrong with you? Aren't you just a hooligan? Why don't you die when you hit me? "
Yan Ziqing was almost covered by her saliva.
In the middle of the night, the woman was almost on him. She is tall, wearing high-heeled shoes also did not take off, a little mat can get Yan Ziqing.
"Enough, wake up." Yan Ziqing's fire rises slowly from his heart.
Anger and lust mingled and rose together.
Xu Qizhen doesn't follow. She pinches Yan Ziqing's face hard, then pounces on it, biting Yan Ziqing's cheek hard.
Yan Ziqing was in pain and had to squeeze her back neck.
He is no longer polite, picked up Xu Qizhen and threw her into the bathtub.
He took a shower himself, opened the cold water and poured it directly on Xu Qizhen.
The water is very cold. Xu Qizhen finally wakes up, struggles to escape, but is pushed back by Yan Ziqing.
The water poured all over her face and drenched her. Her hair and clothes were all wet and her outline was clearer.
Yan Ziqing's throat moved, but she was in such a good shape.
There are red marks on her cheek, which have not subsided after a day, but are not swollen very much.
The anger in his heart, so slowly dissipated.
After all, Ruan Yanfeng was not dead, and she learned a lesson.
Xu Qizhen is soaked in cold water and seems to be waking up.
She's not struggling anymore. Let the water water water her.
She leaned against the wall of the bathtub, silent.
Yan Zi cleared the water and asked her, "are you awake?"
Xu Qizhen suddenly jumped up and slapped Yan Ziqing.
She didn't sober up after all. With such a jump and excessive force, the whole person fell into Yan Ziqing's arms and threw him to the ground.
Yan Ziqing has pain in the skull, back and face.
The price of the previous slap was too high.
Yan Ziqing took a long time to bear the pain and tried to help her up.
Xu Qizhen suddenly leaned over and kissed him.
The string in Yan Ziqing's mind suddenly broke, and he heard his inner voice burning: "it's over."
At 11 o'clock the next day, Xu Qizhen woke up thirsty.
She sat up, feeling that the curtains were not enough to block the light, and the dazzling sun came out.
A headache after a hangover.
She thumped her head and found that her face hurt a little too. She got that slap yesterday, but it didn't seem to go away.
She wanted to get out of bed and pour water, but only when she moved did she find the pain on her body, which was severe.
She took several breaths of cool air.
It's not only painful, but also heavy. It seems that I washed my head last night and slept without drying it.
"When did I sleep?" She asked herself.
The bed around me moved.
Xu Qizhen was frightened and turned to look at it.
She was confused.
Her head pricked like a needle, and she had hallucinations: "what's all this mess?"
She reached out to sweep away the illusion in front of her eyes, but the palm of her hand was firm and hit the man's body, and the warmth of her skin even penetrated her palm.
"Why, get up early and hit people?" Yan Ziqing hasn't waked up very much, and his state is not quite right.
Xu Qizhen is dead. It's not right. Even if it's a dream, it's really a thunderclap.