Knocking politely on the door, Ling Ziqiu said expressionlessly, "It's me." The tone is not difficult to hear alienation and coldness.

"Come in!" A gentle male voice rang out in the room. The gentle male bass, like a cello, makes people intoxicated inadvertently.

Squeak –

The door opened, and Ling Ziqiu sat on the sofa with a blank face. Gently picked up the red wine on the table and put it in his mouth. He quietly looked at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"How do you have time to come to me? I thought you would never step in again in your life" The deep voice, with a touch of attachment and reluctance, as well as helplessness and despair.

"Is that you?" Ling Ziqiu looked at his man in front of him and said straight to the point with his back.

"If I say it's not me, will you believe it?" Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Si Leyan quietly looked at himself reflected in the glass and the world outside with the lights outside, motionless. The helplessness and loneliness in his tone were symmetrical with the sadness on his face.

"Give the evidence, give the reasons. If not...... I will believe. I heard the loneliness in Sler's tone. She closed her eyes slightly, but she was reluctant to say too much after all. It's just that the coldness in the tone has never changed.

"Huh! Everyone in the world knows that you spoil me, and we've been together for a year, but have you ever believed in me for a moment? Have you ever loved me for a moment? Sleyan's slightly trembling voice pierced Ling Ziqiu's heart. But he still didn't say anything, lowered his head and took a sip of alcohol.

Oh, yes. Although they had known each other for two years, in fact, Ling Ziqiu did not relax his vigilance against him for a moment. Suspicion of him has never been less than that of an enemy, just because of his origins? What is he capable of? His power? They were just a pretense for the world to be together, and Ling Ziqiu had always treated him like a tool.

Remember when they first met. "We're just taking advantage of each other. Don't be sincere with me, and I can't be true to you. At that time, he was still an ordinary son of the upper class of country G, but she was a prince who was enough to shake the world. She just appeared in his world without warning.

At the beginning, he scoffed at this sentence, but now he understands the meaning of this sentence.

It's just that he forgot......

Forgot when Ling Ziqiu helped him escape from that house; When his business couldn't go on, Ling Ziqiu specially rushed to accompany him to drink, and forgot about it; When his business improved, when he successfully took charge of the family and established himself in country G, he forgot when he accompanied him to the sky and howled to celebrate.

"Have you ever cared about me for a moment? Someone who cares about me? My heart? What do I mean? Sleyan's roaring voice became the only music in the room, "You've always doubted me!" Don't care about me! If you really doubt me, why should you believe me? If you really don't like me, why do you give me hope? What do you want me to do? What do you want me to do with you?! Sleyan's originally gentle voice became unusually hoarse, like a wounded beast, which was frightening and heart-wrenching.

The bony hand slammed into the double glass in front of him, not only did he not break the tearful face on the glass, but he looked even more embarrassed. Sleyan sat on the ground dejectedly, there was no light in the dim room, and the lively lights outside illuminated Sleyan's lonely figure.

He is jealous of warmth, with her people, and with her heart. Obviously, they met Ling Ziqiu at the same time, but she has always been indifferent to him.

A year ago, the world began to resist her strength. In order to stabilize the Ling family, she chose to openly become a couple with him. still remembers the day they made it public, Wen Nuan committed suicide, and he rushed over desperately. He was left alone in a one-man show at a press conference singing a one-man wedding, which was the first time he announced his relationship with a person.

Rao was like this, and he was also happy at that time. I have an identity that can stand side by side with you, and it has nothing to do with anyone else, only you and me.

But now? It's that he wants too much.

I have never been your sweetheart, nor have I been your bedside; I have never accompanied you to the mountains and rivers, nor have I accompanied you to talk at night......

"I'm not here to hear you say it's useless, I'm asking you, yes, or, no?" Somehow, seeing such a Sleyan, Ling Ziqiu became extremely irritable. A nameless fire that came out of nowhere burned through all her sanity. The man in front of him, crying dirty, with blood on his left hand, was helpless and pitiful like a child who had lost his beloved plaything.

Suddenly, Ling Ziqiu's right hand slammed into force, grabbing the man's bloodied left hand. Soft lips kissed it, covering all the wounds that had arisen from breaking glass. Sleyan was slightly stunned for a moment and pulled his hand out, but Ling Ziqiu held it even harder.

"Thank you, but please don't be nice to me anymore. I don't want you to destroy it with your own hands after you have given me hope. Ling Ziqiu listened to this intermittent words of Si Leyan because of crying, and his heart was even more uncomfortable. Just think about this mouth and stop talking. He looked up and kissed the gasping mouth with his lips. The bloodstains on Sleyan's hand were kissed clean by Ling Ziqiu, and he unconsciously shook the ten fingers of Ling Ziqiu's hand.

The peculiar rusty smell of blood swirled between their lips and teeth, and Sleyan's head was dizzy.

The moonlight shone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, reflecting the lingering figures of the two. Sleyan's face was red, and there were indiscriminate tears on it.

"Well, you need to get some rest." Ling Ziqiu's heavy breathing hit Sleyan's white neck. Immediately, he left a deep bite mark on Sleyan's neck socket.

Ling Ziqiu got up and gently picked up Sleyan and walked to the side of the bed.

A beautiful night......

looked at the man who was still sleeping on the side, with tears on his face and countless red marks on his body. Ling Ziqiu sighed slightly, took off the ring on his right hand, and carefully put it on the ring finger of Sleyan's left hand.

When she came out of the house, she thought that if it wasn't for him, she would definitely give him an answer. This ring is the answer to him.

It's really care, it's messy. He was too worried about what was going to happen in South America. So much so that they forgot that under their own protection, how many people could cross the sea to interfere with the South American side? As early as when Sleyan said, "You've always doubted me," she knew it wasn't him.

Sler was right, she did doubt him. So there was nothing she would take the initiative to tell him. This person really played a good chess hand, but the person didn't know that she and Sleyan were doing this way in private. If the two of them were really a loving couple, I am afraid that Ling Ziqiu would have taken the bait at this moment.

It's just that I obviously don't love it, why do I still panic? Ling Ziqiu had to admit that for a moment she was panicked when she got the news. If she wasn't too eager, she wouldn't have been in a hurry. "You love him," a voice cried out in his heart. It's just that before Ling Ziqiu could finish listening, the voice disappeared without a trace.

Only for a moment, Ling Ziqiu returned to his previous calm. There aren't many people who know about me and Sleyan, who know my personality, and who can operate on a large scale in South America.

Just as Ling Ziqiu was thinking about it, her phone rang, and she hurriedly picked it up in order not to disturb Si Leyan's sleep......

The early morning sun filtered through the windows and squeezed into the gaps in the heavy curtains. The whole room is neither dim and ambiguous, but also warm.

The heavy light hit Sleyan's eyelids, and his fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

Raise your hand and touch it, it's cold. The man who had put him to sleep last night was gone. There was also a bottle of unfinished red wine on the bedside table, saying that it was drinking red wine, but in fact...... Thinking of this, Sleyan's face turned red again.

I sat up slightly, and my waist hurt undecently. When I looked closely, I noticed that there was a note left under the red wine bottle. "When you wake up, go to breakfast. I've done it for you. Looking at his body covered in red marks and the note left by someone, Sleyan's heart softened.

I finally noticed a foreign object on my hand. Looking down, a diamond that could be seen at a light was lying quietly on the ring finger of his left hand. "Is this your promise to me?" President Yemi, who has not shown a smiling face for half a month after returning to China, laughed sincerely at this moment. In an instant, the mountains and rivers were discolored, and the bright sunlight outside the window could not match his light......

——A castle in the suburbs——

"What?! She's not coming back tonight? Do any of you know where she went?! "In the big castle on the outskirts of the capital, there was a warm and silent roar.

"Young Master Wen, the Lord is in a hurry to leave! The Lord says, Sleep well! The black-clothed bodyguard said with a businesslike face, completely ignoring his identity and status.

"Does she not love me anymore? He said that he would come back to dinner with me tonight...... "Bean-sized tears fell from the beautiful end of the eyes to the slender white hands. "She never repented of my appointment......"

Warmth is a sign of innocence, not like aggressive beauty, but it can make people feel gentle. Because of the crying, it made this gentleness a little more pitiful. He sat quietly on his knees, as if he were godless, and said over and over again, "She has never repented of my covenant......"

A goose-egg-like smooth face, a crying pear blossom with rain. Because of the roar and struggle just now, most of the clothes fell off, and the voice was not like the usual whispering. In this way, he has a little more hoarse and sensual. Where the clothes couldn't cover it, it was revealed that his skin was so perfect. At this moment, he can't help but feel pity for anyone who sees it.

But no one dared to take half a step forward, because no one dared to touch Ling Ziqiu's moldy head. Just kidding, warmth is Ling Ziqiu's reverse scales, and it's not like this way to want to die.