85_85368If it weren't for Xincheng taking the initiative to talk about her relationship with Nian Quyang today, I was afraid that I would be kept in the dark and played with by him!

Xihe thought of his ambiguity with himself some time ago, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little cold.

But such a cold gaze made Nian Quyang's heart sink even more, and the hand holding Xihe in his hand unconsciously worked harder.

Xihe only felt that her wrist was about to be broken, and the pain made her face slightly pale, but she stubbornly just bit her lip and looked at Nian Quyang coldly without saying a word.

The cherry blossom-like lips in front of him bit each other up and down, the eyes carved into his bones, the sparkling eyes, and the stubborn look all made Nian Quyang lose his mind slightly, and he didn't pay attention to what she said for a while.

Five years ago, he didn't know what kind of demon he had fallen into, and it was clear that her arrival was full of suspicions, but he still took off his guard against her step by step. These eyes, as long as he looked straight at himself, he was reluctant to bring so much grievance in them.

In a trance, Nian Quyang's right hand suddenly touched her eyes, looking at her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a butterfly about to fly, he muttered two lip flaps, and unconsciously whispered: "Don't leave me......"

As the words dissipated, his lips fell straight to the red lips in front of him.

Seeing that the eyes changed from slightly cold to surprised and then to helpless, Nian Quyang's right hand suddenly hugged her body heavily and pressed it to herself, and her fiery lips kissed deeply.

Her lips are slightly sweet, with a fresh fragrance of jasmine, Nian Quyang just wanted to taste it, but when the lips touched her softness, memories came flooding back, those waiting and seeking, pain and longing, surging like a tide towards him, couldn't control his deep *** at all.

Her body was soft, and he almost wanted to embed her body in his own.

His kiss was deep and deep, with an unending taste, sucking and sucking her lips heavily, seeing her look at himself in fright, his eyes were even more burning, his hand unconsciously went down, wrapped around her soft waist, and suddenly bit her closed lip flap heavily.

As she opened her lips in pain, her fiery tongue drove in, sucking her tongue all the time. For a moment, he even felt like he was dreaming.

It's a dream, indeed.

"Smack-" woke up the dream-like scene just now.

Xihe was trembling with anger, she vigorously pushed away Nian Quyang, whose face was gloomy, and wiped the back of her right hand fiercely, and her eyes were already red.

"Nian Quyang, why is it me?! Am I a good deceitful? Or am I stupid enough to be so stupid that I can let you play with it?! ”

The smell of his lips was still there, and Xihe felt that his lips had been rubbed hot and painful by himself, but he still didn't let go of his hand. She wanted to wipe his smell away, she didn't want anything to do with him.

She should have put her things down and left directly. Heart...... Why do you want to ask him anything?

Isn't this qiē all in front of you?

He has a fiancée, but he still comes to provoke himself. He was happily having dinner with his fiancée today, but he kissed himself again!

But...... Why didn't she just leave after putting her things down?

Not daring to let himself think deeply, Nozomi turned around almost a little wolf, trying to escape from this place. But before he could take a step, the whole person was suddenly encircled by the man behind him.

He shackled her with great force, as if he was going to crush her, and the slap just now hurt his male self-esteem, and even the hand he held around her with infinite anger. The warm breath sprayed in her ears, but it only made her feel cold.

"You let go of me!"

"If I could, I really wanted to let you go away, it's better not to mess with me like this!" There was a low voice of gnashing teeth in her ears, and with hatred, the strength of Tongguò's arm was all transmitted to her.

Xihe's face was pale, but he had a stubborn little face, but the strength of his lip flap biting his lower lip seemed to bite his lower lip.

Seeing the red on his lower lip, which was almost dripping with blood, Nian Quyang's eyes deepened, like a cold pool with no bottom visible, and suddenly said coldly: "You can try to bite your lip flap again, what method will I use to rescue it." ”

Looking at the red *** hope rising in his eyes, Xihe's heart was slightly startled, and he hurriedly let go of his lip flap, but before he let go, his lip flap was once again grabbed by the man in front of him.

The mint smell and faint smell of tobacco hit him, and Xihe almost felt like he was about to faint. She wanted to struggle, but suddenly she lost her strength, and her body was soft next to him, and it took a long time before she closed her eyes, and her face was full of silence.

The touch on the lip flap is no longer as frenetic as it was just now, but has become gentle and careful, like a fragile porcelain doll, tossing and turning on her lip flap.

His hand loosened from her waist and went up from her shirt, the thin layer of calluses on the palm of his hand and the temperature of the ironing pierced her skin, and Nozomi's body trembled slightly.

Looking at the humiliated look on her face, Nian Quyang's heart ached slightly, and he suddenly pushed her away indifferently, took a step back, and said coldly: "Do you remember that I asked you, why are you so good to Xinyu?" ”

Xihe's eyes were warm, but she forced herself not to shed tears, she didn't start, and she didn't make a sound.

Nian Quyang snorted lightly and smiled disdainfully: "The trick of wanting to catch and indulge has been played for a long time, and people have become boring." Next time you want to approach me, you can put your own horse and don't have to get close to me

Daughter. ”

"What did you say?!" Nozomi turned his head back in disbelief and stared at the indifferent man in front of him with wide eyes.

Nian Quyang had already glanced at her, and that glance was extremely cold, as if to him, she was just an insignificant person, and then walked towards the sofa.

Looking at his angular but extremely indifferent back, Xihe only felt like he was falling into an ice cellar for a moment.

He's really just playing with himself!

There was a faint pain in a corner of his heart, but Xihe didn't know why he was in pain. Is it because he directly trampled on his heart for Xinyu? Or did he feel embarrassed by what he just said?

"Nian Quyang, you bastard!" Tears couldn't help but flow out, and Nozomi turned around and ran outside.

Faintly aware of something in her heart, Xihe only felt that her hands and feet were cold, she would be so sad, is it because ......

No, it won't! She loves Mu Jinghuan, even if they are about to divorce, that is, she no longer wants to love him, the person she loves will not be that man!

hurriedly ran through the corridor, but met Song Xincheng who was rushing here.

"Xihe, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Xihe crying and running out of the private room not far away, Song Xincheng hurriedly grabbed her and asked strangely.

"Xincheng ......" Xihe's heart swelled with complicated feelings, mixed with sadness and guilt, she took a deep breath, "I'm sorry." ”

"Say I'm sorry?" Song Xincheng was even more puzzled.

Xihe only shook his head, then broke free of her hand and ran outside.

Song Xincheng couldn't stop it, frowned and looked at the back of Xihe who left as if fleeing, and his eyes fell on the door of the private room not far away. She pursed her lips, something flashing in her eyes, and headed for the door.

The door was open, and the inside was bright.

From the door, you can see that in the lounge not far away, Nian Quyang is smoking a cigarette fiercely. He is tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and when he wears a suit and leather shoes, he seems to have a bold bearing, and he is born with a noble and elegant bearing, and his face is carved out of a ghostly axe. Once at the banquet that year, she saw him talking eloquently on the high platform, and she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Yes, she admits that the qiē behind him is also a part of her fancy, but he is also even more important to her!

Song Xincheng pursed her lips, then adjusted her gaze and slowly walked into the room.

The man who was smoking with his back to the door stiffened, but he quickly turned around, and his eyes were eager and panicked that he didn't have time to hide.

But when he saw the visitor, the look in his eyes just now was quickly hidden, and then he was replaced by that cold look.

"What, you think it's Xihe?"

The corners of Song Xincheng's mouth were reluctantly curled.

If that doesn't make her believe it, she's deluding herself. What Mu Jinghuan said, coupled with the inexplicable extra photos in her mailbox......

Nian Quyang, it is really interesting to Xihe, not only interesting, but I'm afraid of ......

The palm of his hand was pinched by his nails.

A long time ago, when he finally gave up Xu Qiyuan, Song Xincheng said to himself that there would never be a second Xu Qiyuan who could do this to himself, but now!

Thinking of Xihe's sad and guilty look just now, Song Xincheng quickly calmed himself down, looking at the expressionless man in front of him, but suddenly found that there was a red mark on his face......

Song Xincheng's eyes widened in disbelief: "Qu Yang, your face ......"

He was fine when she left, but when Nozomi came out, his face turned like this.

It was Nozomi who hit him just now......

Nian Quyang only frowned slightly, and didn't say anything about it.

Thinking of the expectant look in his eyes when he just raised his head, even if he was slapped by Xihe, such a thing that hurt a man's self-esteem, he still thought that she could come back......

"Qu Yang, what kind of behavior would Uncle Nian do to Xihe if he knew that you liked a married woman?" Song Xincheng bit her lip and couldn't help but speak.

The old man's ruthless methods are well-known in the circle, if he knows Xihe's cunzài, after all, he won't let her have a good time!

Sure enough, Nian Quyang's eyes sank suddenly, and he glanced at Song Xincheng with extremely cold eyes, and his voice did not have a little temperature: "You can try." ”

"A woman's jealousy is terrible." Song Xincheng had a fire in his eyes, "Anyway, even if I want to be pulled into the water by you, I will be accompanied by Xihe, what am I afraid of!" The resentment in his heart is constantly expanding, why can Xihe get his favor!

The temperature in the private room instantly dropped to zero, Nian Quyang's eyes were terrifyingly deep, and the cigarettes on his fingers quickly burned to the end. He suddenly threw the cigarette butt into the trash can casually, and glanced at it lightly, "If I'm not mistaken, Xihe has already mailed the divorce agreement to Mu Jinghuan." ”

Soon it will not be a married woman.

Song Xincheng understood the meaning of his words, his face changed slightly, but he smiled: "But she is still a divorced woman." ”

How could the Nian family tolerate such a woman being the wife of their heir!

The corners of Nian Quyang's mouth seemed to hook up an arc, he seemed to be laughing, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Put forward your conditions." ”

Song Xincheng's heart was beating fast, she knew that Nian Quyang hated being threatened the most, so she could do it

Xihe took the initiative to ask her to make conditions.

I suddenly had a hatred for Xihe in my heart. Back then, since the two had been separated in the orphanage, why did they meet again!

"Engaged to me." As if he didn't give himself a way out, Song Xincheng said quickly.

"Impossible." The male voice refuses if he doesn't want to.

Song Xincheng's face suddenly became very ugly.

Nian Qu Yang didn't care about her face, when he heard Song Xincheng's words, something came to mind that seemed to be a very important thing that he had forgotten.

His eyebrows furrowed, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

Song Xincheng saw him with such a look, and his heart was relieved. It's not that point yet, he's not the Ai Xihe he thinks he is.

"Is it because it's a substitute? In that case, why is it necessary to hope for peace? Aren't my eyes also like Xinyu's mother! ”

There was a sudden anticipation in his eyes. If it was normal, it would be humiliating for her to let her be a substitute for a woman, but now, she doesn't care about it. The dead are nothing, only the living are the greatest threat!

Nian Quyang's eyes were stained with a layer of mockery, he suddenly walked towards the sofa in a few steps, and put away the suit jacket on the sofa, as if he was uncomfortable with her, and he didn't bother to say anything and walked out.

Song Xincheng's face changed slightly, and he stepped forward to stop him: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"You think your eyes resemble those of Nozomi?" Nian Quyang pursed his lips and asked disdainfully.

Song Xincheng frowned.

Nian Quyang lowered his voice: "Let's go back and look in the mirror." ”

After speaking, he directly walked past the woman with a distorted expression in front of him and walked out.

His steps became faster and faster, and he quickly pressed the negative floor when he entered the elevator, and after driving the car out, he drove to the street from the hotel to He Yue's house.

Without her.

His words should have hurt her just now......

A wave of frustration rose.

obviously wanted to talk to her well, but in the end, it still changed.

Thinking of her indifferent rejection of him, his hand gripped the steering wheel tightly and suddenly slammed into it.

"What the hell did you give me......

His lips murmured unconsciously.

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After Song Xincheng walked out of the private room in Nian Quyang, he swept the things on the table in front of him to the ground.

Hearing the sound of "crackling" shattering the ground, she was especially puzzled.

With a quick movement, he turned out the small mirror he was carrying and opened it, and inside, there was a face that was captivating the country and the city.

But this face is not liked by the man he likes.

She looked at her eyes. When Mu Jinghuan joked with herself in the past, she also said that Xihe's eyes looked very similar to her own, and she also looked at it carefully, and it was indeed very similar.

But just now the man denied this qiē, why?

Biting his lips tightly, Song Xincheng almost bit his lip flap to bleed. The mobile phone rang suddenly, and she picked it up and saw that it was Mu Jinghuan's.

Almost reflexively, she picked up her phone directly.

"Hello?"

"Xincheng, do you want to come to me?"

On the other end of the phone, Mu Jinghuan's business is very light, so faint that she can hardly tell that he still loves her.

Song Xincheng's heart was slightly cold, but he nodded: "Okay." ”

hung up the phone, put the mirror back in the bag, Song Xincheng bit his lip and went to Mu Jinghuan's apartment.

She had the key to his apartment, he had given her a long time ago, and he had not changed the apartment.

When she pushed the door open and entered, she saw Mu Jinghuan's tall figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city.

I have to say that in terms of figure and appearance, Mu Jinghuan will not lose to Nian Quyang at all, and the past five years have outlined him as a man with mature charm, and he has the bearing of a successful man in every move.

When looking at the past from a distance, Song Xincheng only felt that Mu Jinghuan seemed to be a little similar to Nian Quyang, but where the specific resemblance was, she couldn't say, and she couldn't help but look a little stupid.

It wasn't until Mu Jinghuan turned around when she heard the voice behind her that she quickly retracted her gaze and looked at him: "Come to me, is there something wrong?" ”

No matter how much he changes, she loves ...... It's the year of Qu Yang.

Song Xincheng felt that his heartbeat was a little delicate.

Mu Jinghuan squinted, walked over in a few steps, picked up a copy of the text on the coffee table and handed it to Song Xincheng.

"Well, let's take a look."

"What is this?" Song Xincheng asked knowingly, she knew that Xihe mailed a divorce agreement to Mu Jinghuan today.

opened the text and quickly glanced at the content in the text, Song Xincheng's heart was full of complexity.

Xihe, she didn't want a little bit of property from the Mu family, she married into the Mu family for five years, and after the divorce, she actually wanted to leave the house.

"You...... Are you really going to divorce Nozomi? Song Xincheng suppressed the doubts about Xihe in his heart, and looked at Mu Jinghuan with some concern.

Mu Jinghuan's eyes were a little mysterious, he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said lightly: "I really wanted to divorce her."

When he intercepted the conversation, he could see that Song Xincheng's hand tightened unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth curved into an arc, "But when I saw this divorce agreement, I regretted it." ”

"What do you mean?" Song Xincheng raised his voice without even knowing it.

Mu Jinghuan turned around and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window glass again, "In this world, there is probably no woman who can love me as much as Xihe, and only love me as a person." If I really divorce her, I will definitely regret it one day. His voice was low and deep, and when he said the name "Xihe", his voice was lowered, which made his timbre inexplicably more gentle.

Song Xincheng felt that his voice was a little dry: "But Xihe has already sent you a divorce agreement." ”

"That's not a problem at all." Mu Jinghuan said softly, "As long as I want, you know, she will come back to me." ”

"......" Song Xincheng's hand on her side clenched tightly, at this moment, she should be happy, Mu Jinghuan and Xihe do not divorce, it means that Nian Quyang has no choice, he can only marry himself.

But why, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"That's good, Jing Huan, don't make that kind of joke with Xihe anymore, in fact, my eyes are still different from Xihe."

Thinking of what Qu Yang had said to herself just now, Song Xincheng couldn't help but say this sentence, as if she was careless, but she kept paying attention to Mu Jinghuan's voice.

Mu Jinghuan seemed to agree and nodded: "In the past, I always thought that the eyes of the two of you were very similar, but now that I think about it, it is actually not the same at all." ”

Song Xincheng's heart almost jumped out of her throat, so she almost asked him what was different, but she still held back, only to hear Mu Jinghuan continue, "Xihe's eyes are very gentle, there is no offensive power, when people look at it, they can't help but unload their tiredness, and they are very clear." And your—"

Mu Jinghuan turned his head and looked at Song Xincheng, there were many things missing in his eyes compared to when he talked about Xihe just now, such as gentleness