Qi Yong didn't take out these words and ask Qi Qi again.

Although Qiqi's condition has eased a lot, after sitting in the car for so long, he only feels that he is too tired to do it. After entering the house, she sank into the sofa and was reluctant to move for a long time.

In my mind, I was full of someone's figure in a trance. The more she said that she wanted to stay away from him, the more she was trapped like a spell, making her have a splitting headache.

She was in a daze when her mobile phone rang in the room. In the quiet space, the sudden ringing of the bell was a little abrupt.

She got up and went into the bedroom. Touching the phone from under the pillow came out, and the number flashing on the screen made her stunned. She bit her lip and sat on the edge of the bed a little dejectedly, not answering it immediately. Many, many thoughts flashed through my mind.

Tang Jue seemed to be on a par with her, she didn't answer, so he kept fighting.

When the phone dimmed and lit up again for the third time, Qiqi finally connected the phone as if he had made up his mind and put it to his ear.

"Hey." She tried to make her voice sound calm.

"The driver said you got home more than an hour ago."

"Hmm. However, I just went out again. Qiqi's tone was a little cold and a little light, and without waiting for Tang Jue to ask, she took the initiative to explain: "I just went to my father's cemetery. ”

When it came to this topic, over there, Tang Jue was silent and breathing heavily.

Here, Qiqi was also silent for a long time, and then asked in a faint voice: "Tang Jue, what did we say to each other last time in Wang Dong's lounge...... Do you still count? ”

When asked about the last four words, her voice was much softer. There is temptation, and there is embarrassment.

Tang Jue is so smart, how could he not guess her thoughts? Over there, after a moment of silence, his laughter was heard, "What if you count?" ”

Every word is cool.

Qiqi didn't answer immediately, but got up from the bed and clenched his phone. She walked to the window, looked out of the window for a long time, and finally said, "...... I give myself to you. ”

"......" Tang Jue was silent. From his breath, Qi Qi could also hear his gloomy mood at the moment. Even through the phone, she felt mortal danger.

"I know you want me, and I won't be naïve enough to think I can do you. Since you want to ...... Then I'll give you ......" Qiqi's hand was pressed on the windowsill, and his five fingers were tense and a little white. Then, he added: "However, I also hope that you will agree to my previous proposal......"

Tang Jue's tone was slow, "Your proposal, you say it again." ”

Qiqi bit his lip, and in the end, there were only four words, "...... Get away from me. ”

Over there, Tang Jue was reading documents in the study. Hearing her four words, move, stop. His face was tense, so tense that Jian Qing on the side noticed something unusual.

In the study, there was no sound for a long time, and the silence was frightening.

Over there......

Qiqi didn't hear Tang Jue's voice, and her heart was also up and down, and every second of his silence was tormenting her heart. She couldn't guess whether Tang Jue would agree or refuse without hesitation.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the man's voice came unhurriedly from the other end of the phone, "Okay." Since you are so eager to give yourself to me, won't I let you down if I don't agree to play with you? ”

When he spoke, he always had a cold smile, his voice was gorgeous and warm, but every word was contemptuous and arrogant, "Baby, don't leave your phone for the past two days, I will look for you at any time." ”

He agreed......

Without waiting for Qiqi to say anything here, Tang Jue had already hung up the phone decisively.

Listening to the busy sound of 'beep' on the phone, Qiqi's breathing tightened a little. He froze for a long time before slowly lowering his hand against the window, and then hanging up the phone.

That's what she wants most......

He agreed......

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The other side.

After Tang Jue hung up the phone, the arrogance and indifference in his expression gradually disappeared, and he slowly and slowly became gloomy. Let Jian Qing on the side not dare to say a word, but quickly and silently retreated and exited the study.

When he brought it to the door, he patted his chest with a sigh of relief.

Tang Jue leaned back in his chair, and his eyes gradually appeared frustrated and lonely that outsiders could not see.

He Tang Jue has always been proud.

When has such courtesy ever been given to a woman? When has a woman ever been so repeatedly refused?

If he could, he really wanted her to fuck off! With all the memories of eight years ago, with his concern for her, get out of his mind, how far and as far as he goes! He Tang Jue is not rare!

But......

Isn't it really uncommon?

Probably, she really wanted to get out, but it was always him who couldn't let go.

He was never the only one......

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At night.

When Tang Song came out of the bathroom naked, he was startled by the person sitting on the sofa.

"Damn!" Tang Song cursed in a low voice, and casually pulled out his nightgown and wrapped himself. "Say hello before you come in."

"Where are you that I haven't seen?" Tang Jue's legs were folded, his left elbow was propped up on his knee, his chin was propped up, his phoenix eyes were squinting, and his gaze swept lazily over him somewhere, "I haven't seen it for so many years, have you grown up?" ”

This guy ......

That look is inherently affectionate, and with the words spoken, it is simply a living teasing.

Tang Song hurriedly took a sip of water to calm himself down. Then, he despised him, "Tang Jue, you are so coquettish, does Qiqi know?" ”

At the mention of her, Tang Jue's face changed. The amorous appearance just now gradually converged, and he approached the sofa with a cold expression.

Tang Song saw some clues when he saw this.

"Quarrelsome?"

Quarrel?

"We, what's there to quarrel about?"

"Yes." Tang Song bowed, "This quarrel is really only between boyfriends and girlfriends." What are you two, at most it's your wishful thinking. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Jue's eyes flew towards him like knives.

Tang Song took a pillow to block it, "I'm telling the truth." ”

Then, he poked out half of his head and looked at him tentatively, "You came to me tonight and want to talk to me about my heart?" Eh, tell me, when did you fall in love with her? I asked Jian Qing about that guy several times, but I refused to say whether I was alive or dead. ”

The more he asked, the more energetic he became, and a face leaned towards Tang Jue.

Tang Jue was annoyed, pushed his face away with one hand, got up, walked to the wine cabinet, opened the bottle of wine, and poured out two glasses. Tang Song had already consciously taken a cup and left.

The moment Tang Jue closed the lid, his movements paused, and he suddenly said, "I want to sleep with her." ”

Insipid.

Quiet.

Confidently.

After Tang Song listened, a sip of wine squirted out directly, looked at Tang Jue for a long time, and then nodded appreciatively, "Not bad!" Not bad! Got an idea! Falling in love without the purpose of making love is all impotence! ”

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