Chapter 516: I'm Sorry

The moon is bright and the stars are numerous, the wilderness is wild, the spring is gloomy, and the infatuated men and women are in short an indescribable picture in this wilderness.

After a long time, the position of the two became Song Qian paralyzed in Wang Luo's arms, and Wang Luo's bad hand had already penetrated into Song Qian's slightly open shirt.

"Bastard!" Song Qian came back to her senses, gently bit the tip of Wang Luo's tongue, broke free, and glared at him and her in shame, her big eyes stained with mist were shining.

"Whew, I've been so angry with her in the past few days." Wang Luo let out a long breath and licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes were a little red.

"She's still a child!" Song Qian was slightly stunned, and then seemed to be really angry and pinched Wang Luo's cheek.

"She's actually, more mature than you think, it's just that you and her sister spoil her too much, I think she is a little similar to me." Wang Luo grabbed Song Qian's finger and kissed it, chuckling.

"Do you still want your sisters to be able to reap both?" Song Qian laughed angrily at Wang Luo's shameless appearance.

"Don't you understand her mind?" Wang Luo narrowed his eyes and laughed softly.

"It's just a child's sense of dependence." Song Qian lowered her eyelids, "Although she has done some things that really make me feel a little excited, however, she is still a child, when I met her, she was only fourteen years old, how can you let me do anything to a child?" We're seven years apart, and you think I'm you, beast. ”

"I think it's quite loving." Wang Luo narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"You think I don't know what you're thinking?" Song Qian raised her eyebrows, pinched Wang Luo's earlobe, and snorted coldly.

"If you don't forget, there will be an echo." Wang Luo showed an ambiguous smile.

"Go back, I'm tired." Song Qian yawned and rubbed in Wang Luo's arms.

"Okay." Wang Luo picked up Song Qian and walked towards the villa.

"How far can you carry me?" Song Qian suddenly asked with a smile.

"Hold it until you can't walk." Wang Luo said with a smile.

Song Qian squinted her eyes and showed a satisfied smile, nestled in Wang Luo's arms.

Wang Luo's physical strength should be no problem with walking two miles with Song Qian, but his arms are a little sore, and the two who returned to the villa lowered their voices, Song Qian went upstairs to look at Zheng Xiujing, who was still asleep, and ran downstairs and rushed into the bathroom, because she found that the room had Wang Luo's clothes, and Zheng Xiujing's white jade-like body was only wearing a small nei, and there were obvious traces of two people sleeping on the bed.

"Yikes! You bastard...... Song Qian just wanted to angrily reprimand Wang Luo's beastly behavior, but when she saw the bandages wrapped around his back and waist, she was slightly stunned in place.

"Minor injuries." Wang Luo smiled, filled the bathtub with water, and threw a medicine bag into it.

"Such a big wound, such a small wound." Song Qian's face was a little pale, her lips trembled, and she reached out and touched the blood-colored bandage on Wang Luo's back.

"It's almost ready, and I haven't changed it." Wang Luo smiled, grabbed Song Qian's body and pressed her against the wall, kissed her despite her struggles, stripped her naked in the ambiguous intertwined breathing, and carried her into the bathtub.

"Bastard." Song Qian hugged her chest with a crimson face and glared at Wang Luo in shame.

Wang Luo's palm gently pressed on her round and greasy shoulder, relieving the hardness of her muscles, "It's really not me pestering her, it's her who teases me every day, and she's not responsible for putting out fires." ”

"I don't believe it, we Xiujing don't want it." Song Qian bit her lip and glared at Wang Luo, "Are you bullying her?" ”

"It's good if she doesn't bully me." Wang Luo rolled his eyes aggrievedly, and his palm slowly went down.

"Huh~No." Song Qian struggled shyly.

"It's a long journey, I'm a special service." Wang Luo stood with a serious face.

Song Qian bit her lip and suppressed the strange sound in her throat and the unbearable in her body, swept the small tent that Wang Luo had set up high, showed a tangled look, and then gave him a white look, and took off his pants with trembling little hands, revealing his true face with teeth and claws.

"Hmm~ I hate it!" Because her face was so close, she accidentally almost fell into the water, and then slapped Wang Luo in shame.

"Shhh To be reasonable, you don't want to stir up the fire. Wang Luo grinned softly.

Song Qian glanced at Wang Luo coquettishly, her little hand was able to grasp it, and she closed her eyes and stretched out her pink little tongue.

Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling the amazing touch that made his soul tremble, gasped and let out a soft sigh.

Listening to Wang Luo's voice, Song Qian, who was ashamed and angry, opened her eyes and glared at Wang Luo, gradually adapting to the rhythm, and as Wang Luo gradually became rapid and heavy breathing, there was an inexplicable pride in her heart.

The misty bathroom was dyed with the sound of ambiguous breathing, forming a natural barrier to isolate the outside world, and I didn't notice that there were eyes that had been flashing with shock and shame outside the bathroom door that opened a gap

Zheng Xiujing looked at the situation in the bathroom, it was cold from head to toe, but there was an inexplicable heat in her body, and the alternating feeling of hot and cold made Zheng Xiujing's body weak, and she fled back to the bedroom on the second floor in a panic, wrapped her body tightly in the quilt, shivering, and couldn't get rid of the scene that she couldn't accept just now.

Biting the corners of the quilt to prevent himself from whimpering, the resentment and anger in his eyes blurred on the quilt with tears dropping down with tears, and roared with the anger of a little beast.

Wang Luo is really a liar who deserves to go to hell!

Wang Luo accompanied Song Qian and Zheng Xiujing to fly back to South Korea after staying in New Zealand for a day, the other members of FX and the filming crew had already come, Zheng Xiujing chose the first filming location, high-altitude parachute, under Song Qian's worried gaze, Zheng Xiujing got on the helicopter and flew to an altitude of more than 5,000 meters.

The eyes that were blown red by the wind carried a certain determination, and when the body was weightless and high in the air, the stagnant heartbeat made Zheng Xiujing close her eyes and tell herself.

This is the closest thing she has done to death, and when this thing is done, there is nothing to fear.

Wang Luo, I may really kill you this time.

After Wang Luo returned to South Korea, he did not meet Liu Shizhen, but went back to the company to meet Zhou Jie, handed him a file and went to find Lao Ma, the business of the coffee shop is still hot, beyond Wang Luo's expectations, went around the second floor, and found that there were more artists who were not very familiar, indicating that this café is still very promising.

After inspecting a circle, Wang Luo drove to the dance studio where Park Zhiyan and others were training, and got out of the car, Wang Luo found that there seemed to be more bodyguards at the door, frowning slightly Wang Luo walked into the office building to find the dance studio, and the door was surrounded by Wei Han's people, and the entire floor was cleared, and his heartbeat was inexplicably stagnant, Wang Luo walked into the dance studio in the bow and greeting of the group of people, and then his face slowly became gloomy.

Yoo Jae-hoon stood in the center with an ugly face, angrily looking at Cui Xirui, who was sitting on a stool opposite him with an indifferent smile, a young man, and an old man with white hair.

Wang Luo's gaze only stayed on the three people for a few seconds, and then walked quickly towards Park Ji-yeon behind Yoo Jae-hoon.

Park Hyo-min and Han Eun-jeong were full of anxiety, and when they saw Wang Luo, they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, looking down at Park Ji-yeon, who was curled up in his arms and blocked by his long hair, and his face was not clear, but his thin body was trembling.

Wang Luo's footsteps towards Park Ji-yeon stopped abruptly, his eyes gradually became flickering, and the colic pain in his chest made his fingers tingle, because Park Ji-yeon looked exactly the same as when he was cowering in his small house.

Weak, frightened, and with a deep sense of despair and helplessness, like an abandoned little animal, people can't help but feel sorry.

Wang Luo's wincing eyes gradually turned red, and he turned his head to look at Cui Xirui and said hatefully, "I thought that slap could wake you up." ”

"I was woken up by you, so I came with raised eyebrows to atone for Ji-yeon's sins and ask for her forgiveness." Cui Xirui covered his left face and slowly stood up, revealing a subtle smile, pointing to the old man beside him who was trembling and crying, "You should be no stranger, Park Changhao who was almost stabbed to death by you." ”

As soon as Cui Xirui's words fell, Wang Luo heard Park Ji-yeon behind her let out an extremely faint whimper, which was the sound she liked to make when she cried and endured the pain.

Choi Hee-seo raised the corners of his mouth and pointed to the thin young man on the other side who looked nine points similar to Park Ji-yeon, "You may not have seen this brother, Ji-yeon's brother, you can know it by looking at his appearance, the great filial son I particularly admire, the great filial son who donated his liver for his father." ”

Wang Luo listened to Park Ji-yeon's increasingly rapid sobs and whimpering behind him, his heart was as hard to breathe as a knife, his face became iron and blue, and he looked at Cui Xirui, his lips trembled twice and he couldn't speak.

"Brother, I really didn't expect that you were so familiar with Miss Zhiyan, I would have informed you in advance." Cui Xirui said with a chuckle.

"Cui Xirui, I'm disappointed in you." Wang Luo calmed down his breath for a while before he spoke in a trembling voice.

"Brother, you weren't this kind of person who dared to do things before." Cui Xirui pretended not to hear Wang Luo's words.

"Cui Xirui, don't go too far." Yoo Jae-hoon spoke coldly.

"You're in the wrong place." Cui Xirui frowned and looked at Yoo Jae-hoon.

"Park Chang-ho, who gave you the courage to go back to South Korea again?" Wang Luo no longer looked at Cui Xirui, and his expression seemed to be as hideous as if he couldn't help but kill after a second glance.

"Mr. Wang, didn't you ask me to come back?" Park Chang-ho doesn't look like a man in the prime of life who hasn't reached the age of fifty at all, but is about the same age as his father.

Wang Luo's red eyes widened suddenly, and his body trembled with anger.

He didn't expect that Park Chang-ho hadn't seen his daughter for so many years, and the first thing he did was to hurt her, he didn't believe that Choi Hee-ri didn't tell him about his relationship with Park Ji-yeon, a normal father, when facing the object that his daughter likes, no matter how big the resentment is, he will not slander him in person.

Let an innocent little girl know that the person she has liked for so long is actually the culprit who caused her family to be ruined and cannot be reunited, how can he be willing to do it?

At the same time, Wang Luo's clenched fist was gradually paralyzed and had no strength due to the colic pain in his heart, and he slowly let go and fell to his side, he was a little overwhelmed in the face of the current situation.

Cui Xirui's eyes flashed with a crazy light, looking at Wang Luo's bewildered and confused appearance, he opened his mouth and revealed a vicious smile.

In addition to the sound of solemn breathing in the room, it was the sound of Park Ji-yeon's restrained crying.

Park Hyo-min and Han Eun-jeong protected Park Ji-yeon left and right, but they didn't know how to comfort them, because when the man who rushed in with a group of people just now led Park Ji-yeon's father and brother to appear, everyone panicked.

Park Ji-yeon, in particular, sat on the sofa as if she was scared silly, listening to her father, who she hadn't seen for nearly seven years, talk about the reasons for her departure all these years.

The sheer amount of information made Park Ji-yeon feel a splitting headache, and the burning pain in her chest and heart made her unable to breathe, a feeling she had experienced a long time ago, but this time, it seemed to be even more intense.

"Take me home." A soft sobbing broke the silence of the room.

Wang Luo's body trembled, and she closed her eyes with a painful expression, she thought that Park Ji-yeon was saying to Park Chang-ho.

The trembling hand was suddenly held by a cold and damp little hand, which made Wang Luo open his eyes ecstatically, looking at Park Ji-yeon, who looked very pitiful with a crying little face, her pale face looked a little gray, and her red and swollen eyes made people pity.

"Why are you standing stupidly, take me home." Park Ji-yeon opened her mouth and tried to show a sweet smile, but tears fell uncontrollably.

Wang Luo also followed with red eyes, gently picked up Park Ji-yeon and walked out the door.

"Ji-yeon! Don't you want a dad. Park Changhao suddenly fell at Wang Luo's feet and shouted sadly.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I need to listen to him." Park Ji-yeon pursed her lips and buried her face in Wang Luo's chest.

Wang Luo frowned, kicked Park Chang-ho away and left the room with Park Ji-yeon in his arms.

"Tsk, it's still the same as before, so that every woman is dead set on him and even a little crazy." Cui Xirui had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt a strong wind in his ears, subconsciously bent down to dodge Liu Zaixun's fist, took a step back and glared at him, "Liu Zaixun, are you going to rebel." ”

"It's you who wants to rebel, do you still have humanity? At this time, release Park Chang-ho and his son, do you want to drive him crazy? Yoo Jae-hoon roared angrily.

"He has betrayed Wei Han and has long gone crazy." After Cui Xirui coldly threw down a sentence, he led his people away, leaving behind Park Chang-ho and his son, who supported each other, and Park Hyo-min and Han Eun-jung, who were full of worries.

Park Ji-yeon nested in Wang Luo's arms like a wounded little beast, holding him tightly for a moment, Wang Luo adjusted the seat, so that she could drive with her, feeling that her chest was wet with the tears of the little guy, and Wang Luo's heartbeat was followed by the temperature of tears.

Park Ji-yeon said that going home, it should be back to her grandfather's house, not Wang Luo's home, Wang Luo drove all the way through countless red lights, and returned to the slum as fast as possible, after stopping the car, Park Ji-yeon, who seemed to be crying tired, had fallen asleep in her arms, and her red nose tip and red and swollen eyes were pitiful.

Gently carried her up to the second floor, and pushed open the door without a key, the room was spotlessly cleaned, and there was no moldy rotten smell, it seemed that it should be cleaned up often.

Gently put Park Zhiyan on the bed, Wang Luo squatted on the side of the bed and quietly looked at the little guy's eyebrows that were still frowning tightly in his sleep, and the unconscious whimper, there were bursts of colic in his heart, and he gently touched the tears on her cheeks, and said silently.

"I'm sorry."

PS: Thank you Bai Yujing, Niu Dad's father, stepping down the dead person, the village chief, Keha's monthly pass~

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