Chapter 40: Joan's Tomb

Qin Xinghao smiled and touched her hair: "I won't touch you now, don't worry." ”

Yi Mengrong looked at the man who was so close to him, seven years seemed to have stopped in his body, there were too many emotions in his eyes, people couldn't help but sink, such a man, no one would resist his charm.

Yi Mengrong approached him with a ghost, I don't know if it was because he had a fever and his brain was burned, or if he was lured to commit a crime, and he wanted to kiss him on the lips.

I know that this is not okay, but I just want people to kiss him and feel his feelings, to dye the breath of this man, and to feel his charm.

Qin Xinghao skimmed her face, making her lips empty.

Yi Mengrong remembered a sentence that a sick person should be forgiven for doing anything and can do things that he dare not do.

She pouted, like a child who hadn't eaten candy, reached out and held his face, kissed it quickly, she just clinged to it, and only let go after a while, with a little smug in her eyes.

Qin Xinghao couldn't help but look at her with a smile, this girl ......

It may be that his lips are not as cold as his people, Yi Mengrong put his arms around his neck and kissed him again, this time gnawing on his lips, which made him feel pain several times, but still indulged her.

Although Qin Xinghao has had many women, he has never kissed those women, he has always felt that kissing is a kind of mutual affection, those women make him feel disgusting, and he won't kiss at all, but she is an accident.

He just looked at her quietly, didn't take the initiative, let her kiss, he also enjoyed this feeling, just like when she smelled the perfume on her body before, she angrily hugged him and gnawed on his lips, but she bit it, and she didn't regret it at all.

After a long time, she let go, maybe there was not enough oxygen, she looked at her with a slightly red face and panting, her eyes were like silk, so that he almost didn't hold on to her.

"Baby, don't play with fire." Qin Xinghao said in a hoarse voice with lust.

Yi Mengrong smiled, smiled like a child, turned around and lay down in the quilt to sleep contentedly, Qin Xinghao looked at her helplessly, she was really a girl who provoked a fire and was not ready to be responsible.

Originally, he was going to stay at sea for a few more days, but due to Yi Mengrong's fever, Qin Xinghao still docked in advance to take her to the hospital, and after prescribing some medicine, he took her back to her apartment in City B.

Along the way, Yi Mengrong was in a state of coma, and when he woke up again, it was already the next day, and the fever had almost subsided.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment for a moment, I was stunned for a moment, thinking back to what happened.

Thinking of the fact that she forcibly kissed him, she felt that she was really crazy, why didn't she control herself, why did she have a brain and kiss it, no one can kiss Qin Xinghao!

"Wake up. Still have a fever? As he spoke, he pressed his forehead and said lightly: "The fever has subsided, take the medicine." ”

She glanced at him and obediently took the medicine.

"I'm going out for a while."

"In such a hurry to go back? Lu Wenjun can't help you. Qin Xinghao frowned, this woman wanted to leave before her fever subsided.

Yi Mengrong sighed: "I just went to see a deceased friend." ”

Qin Xinghao snorted coldly and left.

Yi Mengrong pulled the corners of her mouth, this should be regarded as a tacit acquiescence, she quickly packed herself, and when she was about to go out, she saw two keys on the table, Yi Mengrong thought about it and took the next one out of the door.

When I passed by the flower shop, I bought a bouquet of champagne roses and took a taxi to the cemetery.

Until I walked to a tombstone and put down the bouquet, I didn't know what emotions to use when I looked at the photos on the tombstone.

Qiao An's name is engraved on the tombstone, Qin Xinghao never thought that Qiao An's tomb is not in City C but in City B at all, she wanted to come and see it yesterday, but she was delayed because of fever, and she didn't know how to face this tombstone.

Joan is already a dead person, and now she is just Yi Mengrong.

Looking at the tombstone with a complicated mood, he stood like this for a long time and left, not long after leaving, Qin Xinghao appeared on the tombstone, from what she said to look at her deceased friend, he guessed something, there is only such a cemetery in City B, he guessed that it should be here, and he quickly found it.

The short-haired and playful girl in the photo of "Joan ......" is the most exceptional in his heart, and it is also his favorite, the bitterness in his heart, he thinks it is ridiculous, has he been preparing for this day for seven years?

Yi Mengrong didn't see him when he returned home, and smiled bitterly, he would find it sooner or later, as long as he wanted to find it, it was impossible to find it, it was just a matter of time.

It was already dark when she saw Qin Xinghao again, and when she saw Qin Xinghao who was drunk, she frowned and walked over to help him, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Get out of here, disgusting, don't touch me, no one is allowed to touch me except Joan, Joan, Joan......" Qin Xinghao pushed her away violently, shouting Joan's name and staggering towards the bedroom.

Looking at him, as if he had been abandoned, Yi Mengrong couldn't help crying, Qin Xinghao, do you have a time like this? You love Joan so much, why do you want to marry someone else?

Qin Xinghao, who returned to the room, lay down and rubbed his forehead, his eyes were no longer cloudy, and the whole person was a little sober, he looked at the door, wondering if she was crying again.

He wanted to go down and hug her and comfort her, but he couldn't, he couldn't yet.

One night later, Yi Mengrong woke up that his room was still closed, and the phone was out of battery, so she stood in front of his door with a wry smile and smiled.

Never mind......

I left directly, took a taxi and went back to City C, got the car, and then went home.

"Oh my God, you're finally back, do you know I'm going to call the police if you don't come back, I thought something happened to you." Eliza heard the sound and rushed down from the stairs to hug her.

Yi Mengrong felt warm in her heart, and there were people who hugged her and comforted her when she was sad, many people only knew that she was the heir of the Yi family, but they didn't know, because she had already fallen apart with the family before she was pregnant out of wedlock, how could the education of the Yi family tolerate unmarried pregnancy, and they didn't know who the father of the child was.

When she was just pregnant, her father asked her to kill the child, but Yi Mengrong was unwilling and didn't agree to anything, so her father directly cut off the relationship with her, and at that time Eliza had been unable to contact her because of the accident.

Until she finally gave birth to Xia Xia and almost died, Lu Wenjun called her parents, and they couldn't bear to come over to see her.

But at least Eliza was always with her to take care of her, otherwise she wouldn't know how she would have survived.