After the Devil Became a Little Pitiful

?? He Qingyu woke up in the hospital, Song Tang sat on the bedside and pared her apples. The cold blade of her fingers reflected on her fingertips, which was more white and transparent.

?? He Qingyu saw Song Tang's face, the whole person was not good, as if there was still a sticky bright red in front of her eyes.

?? He Qingyu said to the system in his mind: "My girlfriend, is there any disease in the brain?"

?? System: "Guess?"

?? He Qingyu: "I don't want to guess at all."

?? Song Tang saw He Qingyu wake up with a sweet smile, bowed her head and apologized: "I just wanted to make a joke with my sister, but I didn't expect..."

?? He Qingyu struggled to prop up his body, leaning on the head of the bed, holding the little girlfriend's soft hand, affectionately: "Don't do scary behavior in the future."

?? Song Tang followed He Qingyu's movements and leaned into her arms, put her head on her shoulders, wrapped her hands around her waist, and said infatuated: "It's all because I want to get close to my sister too much, not next time."

?? She hasn't been embraced by her sister for too long, just like a sapling growing on dry and cracked soil, no matter how deep the roots are, she still doesn't get a trace of rain and dew. Before He Qingyu walks into this world, she is only greeted by endless Lost indifference.

?? As long as the original owner has any reaction to her, whether it is good or bad, she can pull out the candy.

?? Song Tang drilled in He Qingyu's arms, making a coquettish milky voice in his throat.

?? He Qingyu patted Song Tang on the back with a lingering fear, and systematically defended in her heart, "A little girl who has been wronged all the year round has some problems in her heart. You think she is still very good."

?? She gently patted the girl's thin back in her arms, and once and again comforted the body that was shaking because of apology.

?? The system doesn't want to talk to this love brain host anymore, and starts talking about lollipops.

?? He Qingyu fell silent as he listened to the simulated electronic drool in his mind.

?? System: "Caramel and chili dual flavors, do you want one? The thief is on top."

?? He Qingyu: "...It's not like something that humans can accept."

?? Song Tang’s wound on her collarbone was bandaged. In the afternoon, He Qingyu went through the discharge procedures. One of the two patients went home and the other went to the company. They were reluctant to part with each other.

?? He Qingyu stuffed the medicine from Chu Wu Ge in Song Tang's hand, and seriously warned: "Don't do anything to hurt yourself, I will feel distressed."

?? Song Tang's cheeks and ears were red, like a little girl who had confessed her first love. She was so excited that she nodded her head. The infatuation in her eyes was shocking, "As long as my sister said, I will listen."

?? He Qingyu coughed and said unnaturally: "Does the wound hurt?" It hurts just by looking at me, and the flesh has turned out.

?? Song Tang smiled: "Sister, do you want me to hurt or not?"

?? He Qingyu: "..." My dear, I can't answer your words.

?? Song Tang watched He Qingyu drive to the company, until there was no fragile figure in the rearview mirror, He Qingyu turned his attention.

?? In the office, He Qingyu is processing documents while chattering with the system in his head. Everything is based on the original memory so that it will not be exposed.

?? He Qingyu shook his pen and said to the system: "I'm really worried that my little girlfriend can cut a finger at home, touch a switch, and smear the tiles with blood, and then ask me if I like it."

?? System: "..." I have to say that you and the big devil are truly a perfect match. One dares to think and the other dares to do. Not being together to harm each other is a waste of resources.

?? Subordinates see He Qingyu's expression is another style of painting.

?? The young people in power are indifferent from anger and anger, their eyes are hanging down to stare at the newly released report, the ivory white pen is sandwiched between the knuckles of the fingers, the golden nib is swaying back and forth in the air, and their group of social animals bang The beating heart echoed back and forth, so terrible that even the sound of joint movement could be heard clearly.

?? Subordinates: Ah, this **** suffocation.

?? System: "So do you like it?"

?? He Qingyu: "I like to die!"

?? Several subordinates exchanged eyes back and forth: Can you make it? Do you want to work overtime? My heart can't stand it!

?? Mr. He has red lips lightly, his tone is steady: "I see, you guys go to work first."

?? The subordinates didn't touch the ground, and hurriedly slipped out the door, the shirts behind were all soaked.

Seeing that there was no one in the office, He Qingyu put his feet on the desk, and the phone buzzed constantly. When he opened it, he pulled a small group of friends from the original body.

?? Group name: Lincheng I know best about eating, drinking and having fun

?? An Tan: Sister, Miss Song Er returns to China tonight, we have a game, come to play @何清榆

?? Ye Zixuan: It's still the same place, a few sisters are here.

?? An Tan: The second lady is your fiancee, so you have to save face.

?? He Qingyu squeezed her brows and thought about who Miss Song Er is for a long time. The system reminded her if she couldn’t stand it. "Song Tang’s half-sister has a poor attitude towards your family. Now her wealth is not as good as before. I hope to get involved with you and be able to help."

?? He Qingyu: "Should I fix the poverty alleviation?"

?? The two guys in her group have been playing from childhood to adulthood, and they have done bad things together. The family does not expect them to inherit the family business. They are all a group of wealthy idlers. They will have nothing to do when they are idle. Including Beng Di, who is always bullying, and Song Tang, who is inferior to them.

?? System: "Wow, lollipops, soy sauce and olive oil double flavors, the thief is on top."

?? He Qingyu: I think there is a virus in your system.

?? She thought of the ending of Miss Song Er's last life in prison, she had better intervene as soon as possible.

?? He Qingyu posted in the WeChat group: Give me the address.

?? Ye Zixuan: Crazy House.

?? This is a bar opened by people in the industry. The membership invitation system is implemented. Generally, outsiders can't enter at all, which guarantees the privacy of the conversation and the crazy degree of playfulness. In short, it is a good place with no lower limit. local.

?? He Qingyu originally wanted to prepare a set of more hilarious clothes, but already thought that as her own identity, even if it was wrapped in a rag, it looked like a fashion item, wearing a suit, and drove straight away at a point.

?? He Qingyu called Song Tang on the way, and the other side answered him immediately.

?? The little girlfriend's voice is about to melt, "I just made a table of dishes, sister is off work?"

?? He Qingyu: "Sorry, I have something tonight, I won't be back, you eat it alone, don't wait for me."

?? Song Tang was taken aback for a moment, then tears rolled in his eyes, faintly crying, biting his lip and said: "I... have worked hard, good night sister."

?? He Qingyu: "Good night."

?? She hung up the phone and got up and gave the key to the bartender. An Tan, who was wearing a sequined tight skirt, waved on tiptoe not far away.

?? The other side.

?? Song Tang put down the phone, in front of him are eight delicious dishes, freshly baked hot dishes, all of which are He Qingyu's favorite. Her taste is a little bit sweet, braised pork and sweet and sour pork loin are extremely difficult to make. easy.

?? Song Tang’s fingers were scalded with blisters, she ate two mouthfuls without expression, chewed mechanically, and finally dumped all the dishes into the trash can. The delicacies were mixed together, and the appetite made her index finger big. It only takes a moment for it to move until it becomes nauseous and difficult to swallow.

?? So many people and I can't grab my sister...

?? Her revenge has always been strong, and she always understands the movements of her family. It is not surprising to know that Song Qing returns to China.

?? Song Tang learned Song Qing's address through mobile phone location. It was a bar that was difficult to get in. She didn't care, and drove a taxi straight to the destination.

?? In the bar booth, Song Qing wore a low-cut small dress, with long hair smoothly draped over her shoulders, and glittering diamond jewelry on her neck and wrists, which looked more dazzling in the spotlights of various colors.

?? Just seeing He Qingyu seated, she immediately followed her eyes, and said cordially in front of everyone: "Qingyu, long time no see." Those who didn't know thought that the two had a close personal relationship.

?? The girl is shy and shy, like an elf who doesn't catch worldly fireworks.

?? He Qingyu nodded: "Hello."

?? An Tan: "Everyone is an old acquaintance, so why don't you say anything, let's take ten grey geese first! Don't get drunk or return!"

?? He Qingyu doesn't know how to drink, and she breaks up as soon as she drinks. She thought that this bad problem would not appear after passing through. After drinking, she was a little dizzy without knowing it.

?? Song Qing squeezed beside He Qingyu, and said, "Qingyu, let's play Truth or Dare."

?? The original marriage contract between the two families was Song Tang and He Qingyu, but Song Tang’s biological mother died and his father didn’t care for her mother. The marriage contract became Miss Song Er and He Qingyu. It was the Song family’s Gao Pan. In a foreign country, I am anxious to cultivate relationships with He Qingyu.

?? He Qingyu became confused and stared as soon as he drank, his mind was not sober, and the system didn't respond to the crazy lollipop in his head.

?? Song Qing quietly bought wine for He Qingyu, a little unknown powder was sprinkled in the wine, and she smiled and said, "Throw the dice?"

?? He Qingyu casually shook, smiled bitterly, "Speak the truth."

?? She was dizzy and couldn't tell what she had said. Song Qing lent her her shoulder, "Then I asked, who is your favorite person?"

?? He Qingyu’s childhood sweethearts in the real world popped up in his head, and a pitiful little girlfriend popped up and turned into a sumptuous dinner at home, and finally turned into ten systems, lollipops in his head, comparable Life is a revolving lantern.

?? Song Qing smiled and watched He Qingyu drank the medicated wine, and her tone became more cordial and sticky: "It's better to take a big risk, come to a place with me." As she said, she evoked He Qingyu's belt, and everyone cheered. I went to the clean private room on the second floor of the bar.

?? She was caught up in a foreign country by the smelly mouse that couldn't stand up to the table, and she was very unhappy.

?? Song Qing passed Song Tang's back in her mind.

?? She sees He Qingyu's eyes are bound to win.

?? As soon as she closed the door, suddenly a sharp paper knife was placed across her neck-the person in her hand suddenly fell to the ground and made a muffled noise.

?? He Qingyu touched his forehead: "..."

?? Song Tang tightened the blade, leaving blood on Song Qing’s skin...

?? "My sister, you moved my things." Song Tang said hoarsely.

?? Where did Miss Song Er experience this kind of thing? She stalemate in horror, her pupils diverged in terror, and her teeth clashed. Before she could ask for help, a rag was stuffed into her mouth, and Song Tang used it skillfully. Plastic rope binds the hands and feet of half-sisters, folding the person into a shape that can be stuffed into the closet.

?? Song Qing struggled to no avail. Instead, she made an unpleasant noise. Song Tang snorted and slammed behind her with the golf club decorated in the private room—

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

?? "When is your turn for my sister's marriage contract?" Song Tang said with a cold voice and sneered: "I don't want to give people the right medicine. I don't know what the police will say when they come."

?? Song Qing gasped, unable to move.

?? "Go, my dear sister, please take a good look in the cabinet."

?? Song Qing was frightened and begged for mercy. Half of her body lost consciousness because of the golf club hit. She was forcibly stuffed into the cabinet. She looked at Song Tang through the gap with her eyes, picked He Qingyu and put it on the bed, one by one. Button, take off clothes.

"Isn't it enough for my elder sister? Why do you always want to get rid of flowers and grass? It's not good." Song Tang pinched He Qingyu's face angrily, and laughed happily.

?? He Qingyu was drunk and flushed, only feeling cold in his chest, and hugged the only heat source around him.