Chapter 13: Undercurrents

"Do you still talk about me, I just want to live, I just want her to live well, am I wrong" Long Gao curled up on the ground and hugged his head and cried.

Lin Fei's anger subsided over time, comforting and patting him on the back, while helping him up who had endured great stimulation.

Both calmed their emotions.

Let's be considered old brothers, let's talk about today's events first, what is going on. ”

Long Gao explained the whole thing, and after listening to the whole incident, Lin Fei showed a thoughtful expression.

The incident is so big, it is difficult for the people above to deal with it, most of the media power in the magic city is in the hands of the Ye family, and the size of the incident currently depends on the attitude of the Ye family, so this matter is interesting. The Ye family asked him to turn himself in but let him live, so what attention did the Ye family pay attention to.

"Boss Gao, you still have to stay here, look at the situation tomorrow, whether you can save it depends on Ye Fengwu's attitude" Lin Peng touched his headache and said.

"Okay," Long Gao said, sitting up.

Just quarreled, the two acted as if it hadn't happened.

"I'm a little hungry, can Brother Lin get something to eat?" said Long Gao Hanhan with a smile.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to buy you some later" Lin Fei smiled.

"But in the future, you should pay attention, you should retreat, the undercurrent of the demon capital is surging right now, if I hadn't just received the news and came back to see you, you might have ...... tonight" The next words were not said again, and the two of them smiled bitterly when they met.

The brothers and sisters finally met, and they shouted at each other's tears.

The old love looks at each other bitterly, and the brotherhood is as deep as the sea.

The Ye family, as soon as Ye Fengwu arrived at home, he began to order Zero to suppress tonight's Longgao incident and prevent the incident from fermenting.

"The game has begun" Ye Fengwu looked at the night sky through the window, leaving a cold shadow in the sky, and the beautiful hosta under the moon pulled her hair picturesquely, picked up the wine cup and handed out half a glow.

"To you, my opponent Wei Chen"

At this time, there is a person in the duckweed umbrella willow in the blue pond drooping down, Lanting silk bamboo, the wine glass is smooth and smooth bamboo wine, enjoy the strong fragrance, a drop of chic rippling lips, close the eyes, chew the aftertaste, think of it, remember that she, the one she loves, lying in his arms, still unfinished.

"Yes, it's time to start" In his eyes, he was fierce and murderous.

Peak loop turn

In the pink room, it is not difficult to see the elegant style of the owner, and the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are refreshing, filled with a few antiques, and Liu Xueji, who is wearing an ancient costume, gives people a kind of Jiangnan classical woman softness, hooks the corners of the shallow lips, and the flowers and snow lotus are as charming as blooming. It is not difficult to imagine that there are a few tears dripping from the splash of ink in the pen. also let Huai Qingling see the other side of this weak woman.

"If you have something at home, you can still be sad when you do painting," Huai Qingling said seriously.

This doesn't matter, but it makes Liu Xuechen on the side a little unable to react, I have known Huai Qingling for a few days, and I still have sex by mistake, in Liu Xuechen's subconscious, Huai Qingling is an out-and-out shameless pervert, I didn't even care about sleeping with him, but I felt different when I heard his voice tonight, probably because I was too sad, I unconsciously put Huai Qingling, a big pervert, in, and when I reacted, I didn't know how to speak.

"I won't cry," he said, glaring fiercely at Huai Qingling who was looking in the room.

"No, don't tell me, this is water" Huai Qingling picked up the unfinished painting. As he spoke, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and tapped on it.

"Well, salty, the smell of tears," he said and licked again.

"It's water, Chen is so obscene" Seeing Huai Qingling go again, Liu Xuechen said with shame and indignation, stretching out his jade finger and pretending to make a move.

Staring at the little girl's appearance, Huai Qingling smiled lightly: "What is that shame?"

Huai Qingling also said unrelentingly, "I really don't say it."

stood up and didn't wait for Liu Xuechen to react, he directly pressed down on the sofa and groaned "Ah"

"To say or not to say" fingertips pick the chin and tease!!

"Let go of me, I'll !! me say" Liu Xuechen really couldn't stand Huai Qingling's hands up and down.

Huai Qingling stopped her movements and listened to her slowly.

Huai Qingling, who knew what was going on, had the urge to give himself a slap.

She had love in her heart, and that smoky night, when she left him, he was miserable, and she was not miserable.

She said hoarsely: "Let's break up"

He asks "why"

She ignored him.

He found her.

She held back her tears and said, "You don't believe me"

She left him.

She cried for a long time that night, I don't know how much she drank, bottle after bottle, embarrassed as she was paralyzed with tears, unable to walk steadily, bumping and crawling, and vomiting blood on the clean toilet.

She loved him, and he knew she loved him, but she knew they couldn't be together.

Until now, she can't let go of that person, in the vast sea of people, the city is busy, she constantly paralyzes herself, but she still guards him like jade, a man disrupts all this, she feels that she has betrayed that love.

As he spoke, he burst into tears, and he couldn't cry anymore.

Huai Qingling felt a pain in his heart, and he had been frozen for many years.

He inadvertently hurt this infatuated and poor woman. You can't give her happiness, you can't give her love. Can't even make him forget that person.

Under the bright moon, the infatuated woman was stunned, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her tears were like rain.

The flower is lonely, the moon is alone, the dream is dependent on each other, and the prosperity is accompanied by the green lantern.

The cuckoo cries blood, the stars are outnumbered, the sorrow is exhausted, and the eyebrows of Su Xue ink are painted with mountains.

"Hey" patted the nephrite fragrant shoulder a few times.

"It's been a long time since you made tea, today you are blessed"

Looking at the blue and white tea ware on the coffee table, Huai Qingling's world feels that the blue and white tea ware is like a pure and fresh girl who is not familiar with the world.

He carefully began to brew tea, and after a while, the tea mist was fragrant and intoxicating, it was really a good tea liner, a good tea liner, a good tea liner.

The whiteness of blue and white porcelain can better contrast the color of the tea soup, and let people see the inner quality of the tea and the charm of the tea faster.

Handed out a cup and put it in the hands of the snow marks in Lan Zhihui's heart, sniffing the charming fragrance Xiangyun, a burst of Qingling rushed straight to his brain through his nose, as if the poppy soul was intoxicated, causing him to sober up a little.

The two sat speechless, quietly sipping fragrant tea, poetic and picturesque.

She drank tea and got drunk, and lay on the couch and fell asleep. Seeing the beauty lying peacefully, her face is still the same, and she is still beautiful, and he is like a towering green mountain guarding the beauty to sleep peacefully, and putting on a coat for him.

The next day, the first sunlight in the morning shines through the windowsill, like a baby's little hand scratching at the Sleeping Beauty's Roselle face, blinking her eyelashes a few times.

"Wake up," the man said softly.

"Hmm," she nodded softly in a shy voice. I found myself a little less sad.

Long Gao and Lin Fei of the police station were also anxious all night, staring at the two panda eyes, they still turned on the TV to watch today's news.