Li Huan hugged Feng Qing's head tightly and imprinted her pink lips with her fiery lips. The faint smell of wine, accompanied by the faint tobacco fragrance on Li Huan's body, was instantly transmitted to Feng Qing like an electric current.

This was the first time Li Huan took the initiative to get close to Feng Qing, even though he was already drunk at the moment, Feng Qing's heart was beating violently, and his arms couldn't help but clasp Li Huan's neck fiercely.

Li Huan's hands caressed Feng Qing's delicate body, and hugged Feng Qing, who was already drunk, with a single force.

At that moment, the indescribable fragrance was accompanied by some throbbing, and it deeply irrigated Li Huan's soul like an electric current. Even though Li Huan is no longer conscious, the passion in his body cannot be suppressed.

This is the most direct and powerful dialogue when emotions cannot be expressed in words, Feng Qing's lips climbed, rolled, and bit on Li Huan's lips!

At this moment, Feng Qing was crazy and closed his eyes tightly. There was a slight coolness in her lips, but they slowly became hot, and the irresistible burning almost tore Li Huan's soul.

An irresistible kiss, Li Huan really looked like he was going to cater to Feng Qing's lips and suck the sweetness fiercely. Feng Qing's face was as red as a peach blossom, but a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

The throbbing that could no longer be suppressed completely subverted their mental defenses.

The clothes faded one by one, Li Huan's body was full of scars, and at this moment he forgot the pain and what he was doing. And Feng Qing did not hesitate to give herself completely to Li Huan, the person she has always wanted to love with her life.

....

A stream of heat was output from Li Huan's body, and he completely collapsed.

"He Siyu..."

The drunk Li Huan fell asleep at this moment, but he called out He Siyu's name in a daze.

Feng Qing, who was pressed by Li Huan on the ketone body, cried silently, and hugged Li Huan, who had fallen asleep, trembling and crying, "Why, until now you still call her name..."

Tears slid down Feng Qing's beautiful cheeks, and her heart was ruthlessly torn apart, like a soulless puppet, shattered the moment Li Huan shouted He Siyu's name.

But she didn't know that Li Huan had already given He Siyu a million to let her leave, and she didn't know that the person Li Huan loved was actually herself. She didn't even know what Li Huan said before she went to sleep: He Siyu, I'm sorry! I now know that I love Feng Qing!

Maybe fate is too illusory, and there will always be a trace of a deliberate arrangement by God, which makes the fragile heart silently drip blood.

The next morning, Li Huan's head was very painful, and he rubbed his head vigorously only to find that he was sleeping naked on the bed, and there was a pool of blood on the sheets.

He didn't even remember what he had done, and at this time Feng Qing had disappeared. There was a folded note next to the bed, and Li Huan hurriedly took it and opened it.

Hustle:

The person you like is her, and I don't blame you. I can die for you, but I want to be a burden on your feelings! Goodbye, I want to go to a place of my own and live quietly.

Never forget your young girl!

After reading the note, Li Huan hurriedly put on his clothes, and rushed out of the bedroom frantically.

"Qingqing!"

He shouted loudly, but Feng Qing was no longer there, and there was a steaming breakfast on the table. Li Huan chased out the door, but it was too late.

Sometimes God likes to joke with people, but the drunk Li Huan only said half of that sentence, and as a result, Feng Qing left with a heart that had been torn out.

He wanted to shout, shout that he loved her, but it was too late.

Seeing Li Huan running out in a hurry, the brothers who protected Li Huan immediately rushed up.

"Brother Huo!"

"Did you see Feng Qing?" asked Li Yan anxiously.

"Sister-in-law is gone, we want to stop it!" a brother lowered his head and said, Feng Qing was determined to leave, who could stop her.

Li Huan was suddenly lost, his expression was so gloomy that he stopped talking, and he held the note left by Feng Qing tightly in his hand. He knows Feng Qing, Feng Qing is not a person who gives up easily, she has never given up her love for Li Huan. will not give Li Huan to He Siyu, in her opinion, He Siyu's love for Li Huan is not love, and in fact it is exactly that.

She said that she was willing to wait until Li Huan fell in love with her, and she didn't really want to fulfill Li Huan and He Siyu when she left this time, but she knew that her existence was a burden to Li Huan.

If he hadn't been arrested by Pan Dao's people, Li Huan would not have almost lost his life, and it took him three days to wake up. She knows that she is a weakness of Li Huan, and people in the underworld will use her to contain Li Huan. It's not that she doesn't want to be a burden to Li Huan's feelings, she doesn't want to be a burden to Li Huan's ambition to dominate the underworld. Only by leaving by himself can Li Huan better fight Pan Dao.

Feng Qing got into a car that he didn't know where to go, and held the sterling silver earrings that Li Huan gave him tightly.

"Hustle, I will always love you..."

Tears slipped down quietly, decorating Feng Qing's delicate and beautiful face like pearls, and she cried and laughed, laughing and crying.

admits that she is Li Huan's young sister for the first time, and she hopes that Li Huan will not feel guilty and soar peacefully on his own road!

Li Huan sat alone at the table, picked up the spoon and slowly put the lotus seed porridge into his mouth, which Feng Qing left before leaving.

He understands her just like she understands him, he gritted his teeth fiercely, he must die of Pan Dao!

"I'll definitely get you back..."

This is an oath, Li Huan's oath to Feng Qing, who has gone somewhere.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was August, and the indescribable noise of the hot summer day.

Li Huan and the Dixiong brothers have been taking refuge outside, and five months have passed, and Li Huan has not said that he wants to go back to take revenge. But everyone understands that Li Huan will either not return to Xinyang City, and if he does, he will definitely uproot Pan Dao and kill him all! Everyone is waiting, waiting for Li Huan's words, and Li Huan is secretly arranging everything.

Li Huan's injuries were basically healed, but a ten-centimeter scar was left on his face, and his handsome face looked charming and ghostly. There was more indifference in those inky eyes, making people dare not look directly into his eyes. In the days when Feng Qing left, Li Huan liked to stay alone and read quietly.

"Kuizi, accompany me out to buy a pack of cigarettes!" Li Huan said lightly to the blonde-haired Liu Kui on the side.

"Hmm!" Liu Kui hurriedly got up, put a black vest on Chitiao's body, stuffed the gun into his waist and accompanied Li Huan out of the door.