Lang Que ignored the angry scolding that kept popping out of Qu Su's mouth, and directly pressed the person down on the bed.

The fiery familiar kiss fell on Qu Su's body.

The familiar feeling only made Qu Su's eyes blur for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses again.

If Lang Que succeeds today, she will hate herself for the rest of her life.

Looking at Lang Que, who looked more and more obsessed, Qu Su pretended to cooperate, but his hand quietly touched the bedside table.

There was a loud bang.

The glass and blood slashed down Lang Que's face, and the speed at which the ashtray broke almost consumed Qu Su's entire strength.

Lang Que woke up from his intoxication, and danger flashed: "Qu Su, you are really good." ”

"More compliments." Qu Su turned over and tidied up his messy clothes, with a faint smile on his face: "I don't know if I like this courtesy?" If you're still not satisfied, I'll send you a bigger one next time. ”

"I'm not someone who can touch me if they want to."

Before leaving, Qu Su didn't forget to stab Langque again: "But I think Miss Su is quite well-behaved and supple, you better go back to China to find her." ”

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Qu Su's hard disguise was removed.

She didn't even have the strength to walk out of the hotel, but walked slowly towards the stairwell.

Qu Su squatted on the ground, staring at the blood in her hands that had not yet had time to dry, and the pain in her heart almost made her half paralyzed.

The ashtray just now not only smashed on Lang Que's body, but also on Qu Su's heart.

Hurting Lang Que in this way is definitely not what Qu Su himself wants.

This smash is afraid that the last bit of affection in Lang Que's heart will disappear.

Even if this is what Qu Su wants, it is still like a piece of meat has been ripped off her heart.

She buried her face in her knees, tears streaming down her face.

No matter how many quarrels and partings have been before, there has never been such a decision as this time.

This time, it's probably really going to lose Langque......

The next day, Qu Su tried his best to use makeup techniques to cover the red and swollen circles under his eyes properly.

Jin Shixuan, who has no conscience, actually dares to come to her side: "How was the experience last night?" ”

"Don't say it, Lang Shao is actually quite affectionate, chasing love for thousands of miles to chase abroad." Jin Shixuan had a teasing smile on her face.

Hearing this, Qu Su went straight to the eye knife: "Do you dare to mention it?" ”

"Don't worry, this time it's really a good one."

Even if he understated it on his face, Qu Su still felt a faint pain in his heart, and he could only pass it off: "Today is the day of Qu Ming's official competition, don't mention these unlucky people." ”

As a sister, Qu Su specially wrapped the position in the front row.

But after entering, when she saw the man next to her, she couldn't help but stiffen her back.

The white yarn on Lang Que's forehead was particularly obvious, and Qu Su felt a twitch in his heart.

Xindengshi sank to the bottom, and Jin Shixuan finally found something wrong at this time, and the moment she came to Qu Su's side, she suppressed her voice to the lowest: "Qu Qu, are you black enough?" It's all beating people like this. ”

"What the hell is going on?" Gossip flashed in Jin Shixuan's eyes.

People who can hurt a big man like Lang Que and make him quiet and not retaliate, I'm afraid there is only Qu Su left in this world!

If this were someone else, Lang Que would have sent people to eighteen layers of hell long ago.