CEO spoils me too much

"Si kongyie, do you know what you said to me last night?"

Qi Qing asks Sikong Ye seriously, regardless of his teasing.

"What did I say to you last night?"

Looking at the bottomless appearance of Si kongyie, Qi Qing guessed that maybe last night she accidentally exposed her voice in the nightmare of serious illness.

"You said you love me."

Qi Qing's airy disclosure.

At the moment when Si kongyie heard what she said, his face was slightly stunned, and there was a flicker of uncertainty in his seductive eyes, "how can I say this to you?"

"I don't think so, but in fact you do say that you love me, do you?" Qi Qing has a little confidence in her language.

Who falls in love first, is dominated by the convenience of love.

It is most likely to win the game.

"Oh, I remember. It seems that I said this to you. Would you believe it? After I said this to you, you gave up the idea of killing me, and then found that you also love me? "

“……” Qi Qing is wringing his eyebrows. Did he not fall asleep on purpose last night? Did he say it to her on purpose to cause her emotional turmoil?

"If you don't speak, it's the default. It seems that my move has worked. In fact, it's not so hard to admit that you like me. As long as you admit that you like me, I can give you anything you want."

"Anything you want? Including freedom? " Qi Qing asked in a hurry.

"If you really like me?"

"I don't like you, but I love you." Qi Qing blurted out, almost without hesitation.

Sikong ye can't see a trace of sincere emotion in her eyes. When the word "love" is said, there is emotional expression. There is no doubt that Qi Qing doesn't.

So, she's lying.

Sikong Ye is a little lost.

Because she doesn't like herself, much less herself.

There was a sense of frustration.

He used to be so difficult. It's easy for any woman to like him.

Qi Qing married him for nearly a year, but he didn't conquer this woman for a year.

"What would you do if I said what I said last night was true?" Sikong Ye is lying on the bed, questioning Qi Qing with serious expression.

"I will be very happy, another man who prostrated himself under my pomegranate skirt." Qi Qing proudly picked up her eyebrows, stood up, walked to the bedside of the ward, and looked out of the window. The white clouds were tender.

"Again? Other men have touched you? " Sikong Ye turns over from the bed excitedly, forgetting the operation wound on his abdomen.

"It's not just you, there are many, just you don't know."

"Qi Qing, you say it again." Sikong Ye is furious, which makes his eyes full of blood. The gentleman is scared.

"I mean, I'm not just a man. If you feel dirty, please let me go. Of course, don't like me. I'm poisonous. It's not a good thing to like me." Qi Qing turns around and leans back against the window, letting the breeze outside the window come in slowly, curling up her long black hair.

"Do you think I'll believe that? You just want to provoke me and let me give you up earlier. Qi Qing, you dream. You don't want to run away from me in this life. You are mine. "

Sikong Ye sits up, reaches out a hand and grabs Qi Qing's wrist, pulling her.

Pull her from the window into his arms.

Especially when looking at Qi Qing from his point of view, there was an unspeakable beauty that made him want to kiss her forehead, her cheek and her lips.

His breath enveloped her, and a strong masculine breath rushed into her nose.

Thin lips quickly sealed her small mouth in surprise. Two bracelets passed her waist and touched the bottom of her clothes.

Qi Qing's hands against his chest, trying to push him away, but his arms seem to form a wall of iron, no matter how hard she tries.

"Well..."

Qi Qing mercilessly bit him.

"Hiss..." Sikong Ye's mouth overflows with a light balderdash.

This fierce wild cat is really hard to tame.

In addition to the discomfort of the wound after the operation, Si kongyie temporarily let Qi Qing go.

Qi Qing propped up the edge of the bed, stood straight, wiped his lips with his hands, slightly swollen, red and moving.

"Old whore."

"What?" Is Sikong Ye sure he didn't hear me wrong?

Did she call him an old whore?

"You'd better die in the hospital. I won't accompany you."

Qi Qing put down his cruel words, rushed to the door of the ward, opened the door and left.

In the middle of the air, ye tries to stop her, but finds that he can't get out of bed.

"Damned woman, if I don't have an operation, I will have you on the spot." Sikong Ye clenches his fist and roars angrily.——

France.

I don 't know where to go. Fisher has a big stomach and is wandering in various cities in France.

People of song Qian school pay close attention to the whereabouts of Fei Xue at any time.

On this day, Feixue, wearing a long black dress, sat alone in the window seat of the cafe and ordered a drink.

There is a mobile phone on the table, hands on the cheek, looking out of the window thoughtfully.

In a black car outside the coffee shop, song Qian sat in the back of the car, with a pair of black sunglasses on his face and a serious look at the snow sitting outside the coffee shop.

As long as she sat, song Qian sat in the car.

"Young master, why don't you go in and find Miss Fisher directly?" The driver in the car couldn't help saying more.

"She doesn't want to see me now. When she wants to see me, she will come to me." Song Qian's eyes were fixed on the shadow outside the car window, which was immortal and independent. He could not move his eyes for a second.

"What if Miss Fisher never comes to you?"

"No, it's impossible. I'll let her come to me on her own." Song Qian calmly pulled away a smile, with a unique affirmation in his expression.

The driver didn't say anything more. He kept silent and accompanied song Qian to watch quietly.

It's lunchtime.

Fisher checked out and walked out of the cafe with her bag. She walked on the street alone, bathed in the autumn sunshine.

Song Qian orders the driver to follow slowly, not too fast, so as not to be discovered by Feixue.

When she came to a shop selling gadgets, she picked up a mirror and took a picture of herself.

From the direction of the mirror, she saw the car after her.

Presumably, the person in the car is song Qian.

She had long known that he would not let her go like this. He would send someone to watch her. She had gone so many cities without getting rid of his pursuit.

She put down the mirror and suddenly turned.

Then he began to walk in the direction of song Qian.