Shen Xingjue didn't say a word, restrained his emotions, and continued his previous work, and the neglected Leng Yuhan stood up and walked to the desk.

"You're such a workaholic, and you don't have a day off on Saturdays." The tear mole under the corner of Leng Han's left eye is enchanting and amorous, her facial features are feminine and handsome, and her temperament is extraordinary.

"It's been a long time to take Little Rose out to play." Leng Junhan looked excited, waiting to hear the following.

"Don't beat her mind."

Leng Xiaohan instantly became more interested, no matter how much he Shen Xingjue lacked women, he would not find a random woman on the street: "Who dares to hit your woman's attention." ”

"Yes." Shen Xingjue glanced up at him and continued to work.

"You can go."

Leng Junhan saw that Shen Xingjue didn't look like he was going to eat oil and salt, and left in disappointment: "It's boring." I'm leaving, are you going to Xenomorph at night?"

"Let's talk about it."

At this moment, Chen Qingyue had just walked out of the door of the community, and the sun had already come out of the sky.

It's just a warm color, and it can't cover the darkness that sinks in her heart.

Chen Qingyue walked out of the gate of the community like a walking corpse, looked around blankly, and suddenly fixed her eyes on a person sitting quietly on the flower bed at the entrance of the community.

She stood as if she had been struck by lightning.

The man seemed to see her too, and his face was a little tired, and he slowly got up, and then walked towards her.

It's just that her face is whiter than his, watching him slowly and slowly approach.

She saw his pursed lips, the bloodshot in his eyes, and the deep-set eye sockets, she trembled, and her voice was so soft that she could barely hear it: "Even...... Nozomi ......"

She couldn't open her mouth, staring at his bloodshot and red eyes, how long had he been sitting outside?

Murong Junxi opened her mouth and her gaze fell on her, she was wearing a white skirt, and her slender neck was covered with purple-red kiss marks.

The voice was choked up, and he said intermittently: "You...... You were with another man last night?"

Hearing Murong Junxi's question, she couldn't speak, thinking about what happened last night, she didn't know how to tell Murong Junxi.

Murong Junxi leaned on the wall next to him, staring at her deeply, the corners of his mouth trembled, and his eyes moved away, looking at Chen Qingyue sadly.

After a while, a sudden punch slammed into the wall.

Chen Qingyue was startled, grabbed his wrist, and said a little sadly: "Junxi, don't be like this, don't be like this......"

Murong Junxi's inter-finger flesh burst open, and blood flowed out at once.

He didn't seem to feel the pain, and muttered, "Chen Feiran called me last night and said that you got into a luxury car, and then ...... I called you, but you didn't answer, I knocked on your door last night, and there was no one, I looked for you everywhere last night, and kept calling you, but you never answered......"

Chen Qingyue's whole person was in a trance, what happened to her last night, she didn't know how to explain it to Murong Junxi.

Murong Junxi's voice became lower and lower: "I just got a new job, and the salary is higher than before, so that you don't have to go to the bar to sing, I have been calling to tell you that you are happy and happy, but you ......"

Chen Qingyue's body was in a trance, she grabbed his hand, choked up and said, "Junxi, I'm sorry, I ......"

The corners of Murong Junxi's mouth lifted slightly, her eyes were full of disappointment and loss, and she slowly pulled her fingers away: "I don't blame you, I'm just a poor worker, I know that your mother is seriously ill and can't help you, and you still work hard to sing in that kind of place..... I ......"