Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 136 2000, take off your mask! (2)
He opened his eyes slightly, and what he saw was Song Qiyan holding her waist——

At this moment, he is the one playing the piano.

In Song Qiyan's hands, her body became a blooming violet flower.

Unrestrained and noble, but when he looked at it, he gave birth to her sadness as if she was about to disappear, and he stopped holding the handle of the wine glass, shaking the golden liquid inside.

This kind of pain that feels too familiar, as if buried deep in the memory, is yet strange.

Ten years, ten years have passed, time is indeed a good thing, enough to heal people's most painful wounds.

Qin Yuan curled his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, drank the champagne in his hand, and let the cold liquid burn his throat, flow into his blood, and seep into his bone marrow.

Jin Ziqi was dragged onto the dance floor by Song Qiyan's stagger.

At this moment, he was holding her hand tightly, and his other hand was gently placed on her waist.

Under the swirling neon lights, he looked down at her with unusually gentle eyes, but with arrogance and domineering.

As the rhythm of the dance music changed, he held her light waist with one hand and made the first spin.

The body lines of each other touched lightly, Jin Ziqi looked up into his calm eyes: "Do you have something on your mind?"

"No, I just think the birthday party is a bit boring." Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled.

Their steps are surprisingly harmonious, as if they have been practiced countless times before.

You back and forth, one step sideways, one turn around, the hem of the suit seems to be moving with the skirt.

"Xiao Qi..." His soft call was drowned in the symphonic dance music, but she seemed to hear it and raised her head.

Song Qiyan gently pulled her closer, pressed her against his chest, and slowed down his dance steps, as if announcing to everyone that he had complete possession of the woman in his arms.

"What?" She murmured, looking at him with faint curiosity in her eyes.

Song Qiyan lowered his head and stared at her deeply, but silence suddenly fell between them.

It's just that their dance steps are still harmonious, like a silent poem, with a rhythm that no one knows.

When the music was about to end, Song Qiyan suddenly stopped, Jin Ziqi staggered forward, stepped on his shoe, and blushed with shame.

"I'm sorry..." Jin Ziqi lowered his head under the dim light, "Are you okay?"

Seeing that Song Qiyan didn't make any sound, Jin Ziqi thought he had been trampled, and his face was worried: "Let's go down first."

Regardless of the end of the dance music, he wanted to drag him down, but Song Qiyan held her hand tightly.

"Xiao Qi, if someone had to cheat you, how would you treat him?"

Song Qiyan's voice was not clear in the dance music, but Jin Ziqi still got a rough idea.

She looked back at Song Qiyan whose handsome face was flickering on and off on the dance floor, and she couldn't figure out the expression on his face.

The dancers passing by passed by the corner of his eyes, "Let's go down first and talk about it, stand here and hinder others from dancing."

Before Jin Ziqi could take a step, Song Qiyan forcefully pulled her back: "Answer me first."

His tone was inexplicably serious, and even his grip on her shoulder was a bit strong.

Jin Ziqi frowned, looked back at her with some puzzlement, knowing that he would not give up until she gave an answer, so he sighed softly, and replied leisurely: "How can we deal with it, isn't it just like this? ?”

The implication is, don't care about it, let's just let it go?

Song Qiyan heaved a sigh of relief.

If I tell her the truth now, it should be fine...

However, just as he was brewing up the emotions he planned to confess, Jin Ziqi added another sentence.

"No one likes being lied to, and I am the same. Whether it is forced or intentional, in my opinion, it is just an excuse for oneself to deceive others. Anything with the word lie is not pure."

"What will happen if you find out?"

Song Qiyan's questioning was a little eager, but Jin Ziqi didn't answer immediately, but looked at him with his eyebrows tightened.

"Song Qiyan, do you have something to hide from me and you lied about it?"

Jin Ziqi is not a little white girl. She has worked hard in the mall for so many years, so she still has some winks.

Seeing Jin Ziqi squinting his beautiful eyes suspiciously, Song Qiyan's heart tightened, but he said nonchalantly, "I just want to know if you're hungry, and if you want to go to the kitchen to get something to eat."

Jin Ziqi frowned and looked at the dancers around him: "Does this have anything to do with what you asked me just now?"

Why do you have to stand in the middle of the dance floor to discuss?
"I said yes!" Unreasonably grabbed her arm and pulled it into his arms, "I still want to jump."

The music sounded again, it was a step away.

Jin Ziqi looked at Song Qiyan who seemed to be angry, and followed him back to the dance floor helplessly.

Suddenly remembering his question just now, combined with his expression at the moment, Jin Ziqi had a vague idea, she raised her black eyebrows lightly, and raised her face when she spun around and returned to his arms.

"If someone cheats me, I will not let him go easily." In a light, serious tone.

Then I clearly felt a messy dance step under my feet.

It seems that there is really something to hide from her. Could it be that she has raised a young lover in her early twenties outside?
Looking at Song Qiyan's gloomy eyes in the flickering lights of the dance floor, she couldn't help smiling.

Slightly close to his ear, slightly parted red lips, exhaled like blue: "I will let him kneel on the keyboard!"

Feeling Song Qiyan's body shake slightly, Jin Ziqi curled his lips like a child who has succeeded in a prank.

At this moment, she was lying lightly in Song Qiyan's arms, only her eyes were exposed.

His eyes glanced away inadvertently.

Missing Song Qiyan's shoulder and passing the crowd, he suddenly looked into a pair of dark brown pupils.

Feeling like a naughty child being caught by an adult on the spot, Jin Ziqi's expression was startled, but then he turned his eyes away embarrassingly, and with the rotation of the dance steps, he left those pupils behind his head.

Qin Yuan did not know when he had already stood on the edge of the dance floor, his eyes shot directly at the woman in Song Qiyan's arms through the other dancers on the dance floor with a compelling gaze.

The hand in the trouser pocket slowly tightened, and the moment the eyes met, the fist gradually became stiff.

Song Qiyan turned around and saw Qin Yuan standing at the edge of the dancing crowd, and naturally found that Qin Yuan's eyes fell on his arms.

Had he seen something already?

His black eyes narrowed slightly, his heart was a little more contested, and the hand holding Jin Ziqi's waist tightened even more.

Looking down at the head in his arms, his heart felt a bit bitter and strange. When did he become so timid and carefully avoid that person?
(End of this chapter)