Chapter Eighty-Five: A Kind of People
After Chen Qiqi and Ye Baichen came out, they walked around the street casually, just like those old couples who went out for a walk after dinner.
A cool breeze blew in my ears, and the residual temperature on the surface of the ground had dissipated in the middle of the night, and there was a little more coldness.
Ye Baichen untied the knot on his chest, took off his cloak, and stood behind Chen Qiqi to drape it on her, "Don't catch a cold." β
Chen Qiqi looked at the careful and considerate appearance of the man in front of him, no matter how he said it, he was not as ruthless as others said, he should still be called a warm man.
"Why do people think that way about you?" Although Chen Qiqi didn't say anything, Ye Baichen still understood, probably just those comments.
"What they say is true. "It's all based on what he's done.
"Is that really that, ruthless?" Although this man looks powerful, it is just a faΓ§ade to protect himself.
Ye Baichen looked at Chen Qiqi's eyes, she didn't seem to be afraid, didn't she?
"We're all the same kind of people. β
"Do you care?" Yes, they are all kinds of people, maybe so, I don't know when I was deeply attracted to each other.
He took her hand and walked up to the bridge, "That's not important. "It's just like everything you do, people don't offend me, I don't offend people. It may only be when I first see her that it changes.
He began to care about her opinions, about everything she did, implicating himself that he couldn't break free, and he didn't want to break free.
Fireworks are set off on the bridge, as gorgeous as this bustling capital, that is, fleeting.
"So you also have fireworks here?" Chen Qiqi looked at the fireworks in the sky and smiled brightly.
She rarely laughs like this, laughs so sincerely, laughs so quietly, as if the hustle and bustle of the entire capital has nothing to do with her, and she only has to do with the colorful fireworks.
"Do you like it?"
"yes, only fireworks would be with me back then. "At that time, in fact, professional killers were independent, and they were usually only operating to live, and loneliness was a part of life.
"There's me. Ye Baichen gently hugged her into his arms.
"Hmm. Chen Qiqi looked up at him happily, this may be an unexpected good fortune of hers, she originally thought that even if she was not a killer in this life, she would not be able to escape a person who was used to it.
"Don't dance to anyone else in the future. β
Chen Qiqi was stunned, and it was difficult to squeeze out a word.
"You, this is, jealous?"
Ye Baichen thought about it for a while, he just didn't want others to see her dancing for others, especially the obscene look that others had to stare out when they watched her dance, so he wanted to gouge out their eyes.
Is this jealousy?
"Hmm. β
"Are you jealous and admit it so simply?" Chen Qiqi felt that Ye Baichen was really becoming more and more like a monster, and his temperament was really different.
Ye Baichen was aggrieved, "Do you still want to hold back when you are jealous?"
"You can't hold back this vinegar jar, can you?" Chen Qiqi asked him rhetorically, do you care about these things? I thought he had seen through the red dust.
"Why do you have to hold it when you eat my wife's vinegar?"
"Okay, then I promise you. What about you, huh?" "If you don't dance, then she has to figure out his flowers and plants."
Ye Baichen finally didn't guess what Chen Qiqi said this time, "What are you talking about?"
"Ren Bingyin?" Chen Qiqi glared at him and gave a hint.
"Who?"
Chen Qiqi thought that he was going to say something that had nothing to do with her, didn't like her or something, but why did he burst out that he didn't know him?
"The eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, don't you have to marry you? I don't even know you?" Chen Qiqi felt that it was too outrageous, this is too charming, and he couldn't control it?
"You're jealous. Ye Baichen looked at Chen Qiqi and smiled, did she finally care about herself?
"I-"
Chen Qiqi originally wanted to quibble about something, but in the end he was blocked by Ye Baichen with his mouth.
Under the fireworks, there seemed to be only two people, full of ambiguity.