Hong Kong Island Heart, Section 4

It's still today's dazzling suit, the buttons are tied to the top, one of the long legs is slightly folded, the other is straight, the right shoulder is leaning against the door frame, his hands are hugged to his chest, he is ascetic and arrogant, his noble facial features are soft in the light, his thin lips are hooked, and he looks at her for a long time.

She didn't react for a moment, and stood still, letting the water flow towards her, until she saw him slowly undo the strap on his wrist and let out a muffled grunt, that she was sure it wasn't a dream.

Shen Qiang stared at him for a long time. Except for a few minutes today, counting the time, they haven't seen each other for a week.

Shen Qiang's skin was still as white and pink as jade in the warm yellow light of the bathroom, and she stood in front of him a few steps later with her bare feet on the water-stained floor.

Don't look at the indecent behavior and don't use it on the two of them.

Although the two are in the bathroom, "seeing each other honestly" and looking righteous and well-behaved, each other's bodies are very sincere.

Letting the heat of the bathroom spread into the blood, Song Boli didn't hide his reaction, lowered his eyes and looked down, although he couldn't hide it, he still teased her, "Why didn't I see you so well-behaved on the racecourse?" ”

He was talking about the things on the horse farm that she was reluctant to go over at first.

Shen Qiang didn't know how to answer this question, so she could only wrap her lotus root arm around his sturdy narrow waist, and the left side of her face was close to his heart.

She is both youthful and bold, shy and proactive.

It's not like a word.

His hands hung down at his sides throughout.

After a while, he heard her say:

"Who is she?"

She was obsessed with the answer.

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"Kiss Marks" by Ying Yuzhu

Lou Xinyue is the third lady of the Lou family who is not favored, for the status of the Lou family, she was arranged by the Lou family to live in the Shen family, cultivate a relationship with the third son of Shen, and get engaged three months later.

Who knows, Shen Juao is actually a hypocrite, the queen is romantic, obscene and shameless, Lou Xinyue, who has always been delicate, was bullied and tried her best to defect to the Lou family, but in exchange for the Lou family, "As the daughter of the Lou family, it is what you should do to help the Lou family." That's what you deserve. ”

Lou Xinyue was unwilling, and suddenly remembered that the Shen family did not seem to be in power, but in fact was the most powerful person in charge - Shen Huizhou, the third uncle of the Shen family.

Shen Huizhou is only twenty-six years old, but his methods are notoriously ruthless, he is a yin owl and paranoid, with a jade face and a black heart, and a black belly.

There is a forbidden place behind the Shen family's villa, which is rumored to be the place where Uncle Shen lives, and trespassers will pay an extremely heavy price. The juniors of the Shen family have all experienced it, so no one dares to step into the forbidden place for half a step.

Until one day, the junior of the Shen family played Lou Xinyue and forced her to step into the forbidden place of the third uncle of the Shen family, wanting to see Lou Xinyue's jokes.

I didn't expect the joke to be seen, but I saw the third uncle, who had always been cold and cold, gently holding Lou Xinyue's hand, standing beside her like a hell Shura, and asked softly: "They are bullying you, are they?" ”

The juniors of the Shen family were shocked by Shen Huizhou's aura and trembled.

Small theater

The night is dark, the wind rises, and the clouds surge.

Lou Xinyue grabbed Shen Huizhou's hand and said tremblingly: "Third uncle, save me." ”

Shen Huizhou took a handkerchief and wiped his fingers slowly, and said with a smile: "What did you say?" ”

Lou Xinyue said in a low voice: "Please, save me." ”

Shen Huizhou took a handkerchief and lifted Lou Xinyue's chin, and said, "If you want me to save you, can you afford the price?" ”

Lou Xinyue's apricot eyes were foggy, "What does the third uncle want me to do?" ”

As long as she can save her, she is willing.

The corners of Shen Huizhou's mouth hooked, and he said in a rare soft voice: "It's okay to be my wife?" ”

Shen Huizhou never thought that the fiancΓ©e he chose for his nephew would become the tip of his heart that he tried so hard to be willing to bear the infamy and marry into the door.

Paranoid Petite Uncle X People Bel Canto Sweet Lou Xinyue

Chapter 3 Chapter 3

β—Ž Get on the bus β—Ž

In response, the sound of the watch falling to the ground was heard.

The fog was abundant, and a white mist rose to cover the glass.

From twelve o'clock to two o'clock in the morning, the water in the bathroom washed down again.

A few minutes later, Song Boli wrapped a pure white bath towel around his narrow waist, hooked his arms back, and walked out with Shen Qiang, who was draped in a thin veil.

Shen Qiang stretched out her arms and hooked his neck, her slender fingers drooped down, she hadn't seen her for a week, and after two hours of fighting, she didn't even have the strength to lift her fingers.

Song Boli knelt on the bed with one long leg, stretched out the other, and put Shen Qiang on the smart bed customized according to the two, his eyes lowered, and then turned around and took a set of black home clothes from the wardrobe and put it on, and then took a white shirt of his and put it on the bed, and then turned around and picked up the black metal cigarette case on the bedside table with the other hand, stretched his legs, and walked out to the balcony.

The bony hand pressed the lighter and made a loud sound, and the cyan fireworks burst out, he bit the cigarette with his thin lips, lowered his head slightly, lit the cigarette butt, and the white smoke overflowed from the thin lips, and was blown away by the cold wind in the next second.

His cigarettes were custom-made, and the same style was not available on the market.

The smell is particularly good, with a faint velvety scent.

He stood on the balcony, overlooking half of Victoria Harbour at night, his face hazy in smoke, his eyes drooping, and his long eyelashes lowered, covering the unknown emotions under his eyes.

There was still the residual warmth in her body, she got up and stood barefoot on the smooth ground, there was heating in the house, it would not be as cold as outside, she picked up the white shirt he had just put away, and put it on obediently.

She only went to his chest and put on the white shirt he usually wears at work, like a child stealing adult clothes, and the hem of the shirt is just up to the thigh. The next point, covering the perfect arc, she fastened the button to the penultimate one, revealing the perfect collarbone.

There was a cold wind pouring in from the balcony, she walked out barefoot, hugged his sturdy narrow waist from behind, put her head sideways against his back, and said softly: "You haven't answered me yet, who is she?" She still wanted to know.

A pair of white and tender little hands were intertwined in front of his lower abdomen, Song Boli lowered his eyes and asked rhetorically: "Which one?" ”

"Just the one standing next to you today." Shen Qiang whispered.

Also holding your clothes.

Song Boli said: "I don't know. ”

Shen Qiang didn't believe he didn't know.

The woman was holding Song Boli's coat in her hand, how could he give the clothes to someone he didn't know? Don't talk about her, as long as it's a person, they don't believe they don't know.

She went back and forth in her heart, couldn't help but want to know, didn't send him a message all night, and patiently accompanied Xu Xian to watch the horse race, and when they finally met, she was willing to spend two hours to satisfy him first.

But he didn't know a word lightly, and she refused to give up.

The more she doesn't get the answers she wants, the more she wants to know.

"Then why is she holding your clothes," Shen Qiang asked, "And she is next to you, very close." ”

The word "very close", she said with a slight accent.

He wanted him to understand that she minded.

Mind that he came back early from a business trip and brought a woman.

But Song Boli just extinguished the cigarette with his bare hands, which was his habit, and then threw it in the trash can on the balcony, turned around and leaned against the glass railing, and behind him was the most beautiful night view of the port city.

Half the sky of Victoria Harbour, the endless sea, and the bright lights and blue sky.

He is like a god who came out of an ancient painting, with a noble temperament and gentle eyes.

But man is not God after all, God is good, man is selfish.

Shen Qiang heard him say helplessly: "It's just work, don't think too much." ”

How could he downplay thinking too much to sum up her cranky thoughts all night.

Shen Qiang didn't think she was thinking too much.

She was actually more tormented than anyone else, and she didn't want to think about it that much.

But who in love can be so calm, and there is a woman next to her boyfriend who comes back early from a business trip, who can really not mind?

Shen Qiang's heart is not a taste.

Then why did you say I'm a sister to someone you don't know?

Why didn't I tell her when I came back early on a business trip for half a month?

She thinks too much and she knows, but anyone can say that she is cranky, but he can't, he can't make this matter too much for her to think too much.

When Shen Qiang was about to open her mouth to ask these two questions again, Song Boli's work mobile phone rang in her bedroom.

He has two mobile phone numbers and two numbers, one private and one official. When the private phone rang, it was nothing more than family members, at least it only occupied half an hour of his time and chatted.

But the official phone rang.

Shen Qiang knew that he would definitely leave for his career.

Sure enough.

Song Boli pinched her face, bypassed her, went into the bedroom and picked up the mobile phone close to her ear, and listened to it for about a minute, Song Boli frowned, and then said in Cantonese, "I'll go over now." ”

Shen Qiang was standing on the balcony, and Song Boli's figure was reflected in her dark pupils.

I saw him hang up the phone, walked to the wardrobe and took a suit, and when he came out of the dressing room, he was already in a suit and leather shoes, and there was a little more cold between his eyebrows and eyes.

He walked to the closet with his long legs, and while opening the cabinet full of watches, he raised his hand to fasten the buttons at the cuffs.

Shen Qiang's delicate brows furrowed, and she looked in the direction he left.

She knows that a man like him has always been very busy, because once a person reaches a certain height, the sense of accomplishment brought to him by career and power is far more tempting than that of love.

The sound of the door closing in the living room meant that he was gone.

Shen Qiang lowered her eyes, and when she thought of him leaving in full dress in the middle of the night, she didn't have an explanation, and the sensitive nerves in her heart began to haunt her again, and then she snuffed it out again.

Thoughts are like candles, rising and extinguishing, and Shen Qiang inevitably loses sleep.

If it weren't for the fact that it was still swollen, with the marks and smells he had left behind, she wouldn't have believed that he had ever come back in just four hours.

When she was washing up early the next morning, she saw the watch that had fallen to the ground and smashed when he was in a mood the previous night, and he only had her in his eyes at that time, and no matter how precious the watch was shattered on the ground, it did not take away his attention for a second.

Every now and then, she could feel that his heart was here.