Plundering love: Mu Shao, please respect yourself

Chapter 920 I Feel Disgusted
After Lin Yue finished speaking, she stood up and left the box.

In the private room, the atmosphere was still lively and warm, but Qin Che kept following the door.

Since the last rag doll incident, there has been no intersection between them.

He doesn't understand any thoughts in her heart, but he knows that all the faults come from himself.

At this moment, Tang Yu suddenly approached him, acting as a matchmaker, "Don't go after her, she ran out because I mentioned your name frequently."

"Oh." Qin Che replied blankly, not planning to go out at all.

Tang Yu spread his hands helplessly, "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, what happened between you?"

what happened?
One day he kissed her forcefully, and she slapped him, does that count?
Did the doll incident cause her to have nightmares again and again?

She asked him if she was the mistress between him and Li Huanhuan, but he didn't answer, does that count?

Qin Che didn't speak, but was thinking about it in his heart.

These days, he has never had the chance to apologize to her.

And the meeting between them was just a nodding acquaintance.

This is not what Qin Che wants, but at the moment it can only be limited to this.

Suddenly, he stood up, straightened his pants gracefully, and walked towards the door.

Tang Yu hooked his lips and thought to himself: I broke my heart because of you.

As soon as Qin Che left, Fu Sisi came up to him, "Hey, have they gone on a date?"

"Guess?" Tang Yu's lips curved into a sinister smile.

"No guess." Fu Sisi rolled her eyes.

"I guess Qin Che went to pick up girls." Tang Yu let go, "The two of them seem to be strangers when they meet recently."

"Oh." Fu Sisi nodded lightly, a gleam flashed across her eyes.

Beside the sink, Lin Yue washed her face, then took out a cigarette from her bag, put it to her lips, lit it and took two puffs.

Since she was frightened last time, she often suffered from insomnia, and every time she suffered from insomnia, she would sit on the sofa and smoke.

She didn't like Tang Yu mentioning Qin Che, because she would think of that recorder.

She took two sips, staring at herself in the mirror with burning eyes.

The person in the mirror has matured a lot, not like Qingzhi back then, and has more charm that a woman should have.

She closed her eyes, and the scene of the miscarriage in the hospital that year flashed through her mind.

She remembered that Tang Yu's clothes were stained with blood.

I also remember that day, it wasn't her who pushed Li Huanhuan, but it was believed that she pushed her by herself, and she fell to the ground.

At that time, it was Tang Yu and Lu Xuan who believed in themselves.

When her thoughts stayed at that moment, the cigarette at her fingertips was pulled away, she opened her eyes, and what she looked sideways was the handsome face that was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar with it.

"When did you learn to smoke?" The man's voice was gentle, but she saw anger in his eyes.

Lin Yue hooked her lips and stared at the man's handsome face for two seconds, "It's been about five years."

"Really?" The man sneered, "When did you become so depraved?"

"I've always been like this." Lin Yue kept smiling, looking at him with eyes full of anger.

She wanted to ask him, in what capacity was he questioning himself.

Lin Yue shook her head lightly and laughed out loud, "Mr. Qin, you are already 31 years old, why bother with me?"

"What do you think?" Qin Che raised his eyebrows, and took a puff of the cigarette she had smoked, "This cigarette is very bad."

Lin Yue was startled, and blinked at him lightly, "Yes, who am I, Lin Yue, what kind of cigarettes can I smoke? But Mr. Qin, don't you feel sick when you smoke something I don't want? Smoke feels disgusting."

(End of this chapter)