lover beside

Chapter 142

The young man was as crazy as a little wild beast, violently attacking Qing Huan's body.The darkness of the room concealed the taboos of blood relationship, and the alcohol in the blood fueled the desire of the body. Qing Jin felt that every pore was screaming, and every nerve was conveying the same message—— She, want her!

Qing Huan was pushed to sit on the chair, all the clothes were ripped off, and Qing Jin was exposed in front of her.Qing Jin devoured and kneaded frantically.When Qing Huan's legs were pushed up, when the boy knelt between them, with the tip of his tongue poking in... Qing Huan finally burst into tears...

She felt that her whole body was going to be torn apart, her body was getting more addicted, happier, and wanting more; but her mind was screaming more and more painful...

The mother's pale face appeared in front of her eyes, looking at her coldly and desperately; she herself seemed to have returned to the night of the PARTY held in Rose's house, under the bright lights, everyone looked at her in amazement ——There was surprise, disbelief, and more—inevitably, contempt and disdain in those eyes...

Can't be like that, can't...

Her greatest wish in this life is to be with her parents and Qing Jin forever and live happily.

I have already reached the cliff, if I take another step forward, I will tear up all my dreams with my own hands! ——I can’t, I can’t make any more mistakes...

You can lose this relationship, but you can't lose this brother, and you can't lose the harmony of the family anymore...

Qing Huan suddenly picked up a bamboo tea tray on the table and threw it at Qing Jin, "Bastard, let me go! Brother, you are my brother... I said, we can't make mistakes anymore, we can't..."

Qing Jin was in the depths of passion, and Qing Huan's sweetness made him forget the whole world.So Qing Jin was instinctively startled by the sudden onslaught of the tea tray.As soon as he looked up, Qing Huan had already pulled up his clothes, grabbed the door and ran out!

Fortunately - the entire corridor of the karaoke room is dark, everyone who passes by is covered in fluorescent lights, and it is impossible to see if the person is disheveled...

Confusion, pain... Qing Huan ran aimlessly.The uniformly decorated directions in the karaoke room made her lose her way. She couldn't find her way back, so she could only frantically search for directions like a flying insect that has hit a wall...

"Huan, what's the matter! Don't panic, I'm here..." A warm embrace embraced Qing Huan.Qing Huan could tell it was Ziheng's voice, and finally found a log to perch on, calmed down and took a breath...

Ziheng took out the money and threw it to the waiter, then turned around and hugged Qing Huan, "Let's go, don't cry..."

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By the water, a wave of lights.Even though it is late at night, there are night cruise ships skimming across the dark water.In the boat, there is a woman in a blue flower gown, with two twisted braids, holding a pipa and singing softly.Looking from a distance, in the dim light, it looks like a blue and white porcelain beauty gourd.

Night Breeze came out little by little, like a gentle kiss, and the little kiss dried up the tears on Qing Huan's face.

Ziheng sat quietly beside Qing Huan, without saying a word, just weeping silently with Qing Huan, waiting for Qing Huan to calm down by himself.

Qinghuan finally calmed down, turned her head and smiled awkwardly, "Ziheng, I'm sorry."

Ziheng smiled, and reached out to wrap Qinghuan's shoulders, "This is my luck—fool, if the woman I like doesn't come to my arms to cry when I'm sad, that's really a pity Already..." Ziheng stretched out his fingers to wipe away the remaining tears on Qing Huan's cheeks, "Tears are actually a magical thing. It is said that women live longer than men, because women use tears to vent themselves. It's not like a man who just clumsily presses down in his heart... So Qinghuan, if you want to cry, I won't stop you, but I hope you can give me a chance and let me stay by your side."

With Ziheng's words, Qing Huan's tears flowed down again, "Ziheng...I don't deserve your kindness to me..."

Ziheng smiled and patted Qing Huan's hand, "Don't be silly. Whether you like someone or not is not because she is worth it or not, it's just that you like it. There is no absolute equality in love, because the person who falls in love first I was doomed to be a loser from the very beginning, so I must be willing to endure more waiting and pain... Qinghuan, I am willing, so leave it alone."

Stars all over the sky, reflected in the water.Lights on the waterside, quietly flowing boats.

The whole world is so peaceful, so vast.It seems that all the sadness can be delivered with confidence, as if all the melancholy can be released little by little.Qing Huan's mood gradually calmed down.

Will hurt, will mourn.But all this has been known from the beginning.

In one's life, love is a catastrophe; since it has fallen into a catastrophe, how can anyone get out of it?

So even if you are sad, even if you are sad, you only need a baptism of tears to be vented.When the tears are dry, the sadness should be left behind.After all, there is still this peaceful and beautiful world in front of me, and after all, there is a far more distant life in the future...

Qing Huan couldn't help smiling quietly.

Ziheng looked at Qinghuan obsessively, sucked his lips and gently blew a song... Qinghuan recognized the melody of that song, Qi Qin's "Don't Let My Tears Stay with Me Overnight": "Your tenderness, It's like water; I've been intoxicated by love several times. I don't know regrets without reservation. Can you understand that true love is precious...Love is like unrecoverable water, and the long journey is too emaciated..." (Small Note: Song I did not check the production time of Su, if there is any mistake, please forgive me.)
Qing Huan felt sad, but tried to smile and asked, "Ziheng, your whistle is really nice."

Ziheng smiled sadly, "I play the saxophone, so I can whistle well."

"Then, Ziheng, do you still play your saxophone?"

Laughing silently, Ziheng turned his eyes to stare at Qinghuan.With shining eyes, "If you want to hear it, I'll play it to you." If it wasn't you, who would I play it to?
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The black Audi quietly penetrated into the night, and the street lamps pulled up colorful lights and shadows to reflect on the body.

Ziheng held the steering wheel with one hand, and tentatively held Qinghuan's fingertips with the other, "Qinghuan, I understand your heart. I don't ask you to fall in love with me now, at least let me stay by your side, okay?" ? Don't let me see you so hurt and tired alone..."

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[Today is still at least five more~~~]

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