If Love Was Predestined

I stretched out my other hand to play with tassel. I was very happy. After a while, I said, "Liang Bocheng, I don't understand. Since you love Cheng Qingqing so much, why do you need to pull me around? Do you think Cheng Qingqing will be happy? Please let me go

Liang Bocheng's face changed slightly, still cold and resolute, thin lips spit out two words, "don't think about it."

I took a deep breath and vomited it out again. I kept smiling. "What kind of scene can't Cheng Qingqing accompany you? Why call me. Do you want Cheng Qingqing to care more about you by pressing an imaginary rival in front of her beloved woman? "

Liang Bocheng didn't seem to be able to bear it at last. He walked out and threw down a sentence, "I'll give you an hour. If you're not ready after an hour, I'll bring the ashes of your mother and your brother to you."

I forced so hard that I caught the ears on the roof and fell all over the floor.

I yelled at Liang Bocheng's back, "Liang Bocheng, you're not a man! You are a beast

Liang Bocheng's feet stopped, turned around and said with a smile, "this is a beast?" He went out.

I soon understood the meaning of his words.

Liang Bocheng, my mother and my brother threatened me. I no longer had the strength to act like a master. I took a bath at a very fast speed. Then I turned out my clothes and shoes in the closet. After I had cleaned them up, I stood in front of Liang Bocheng for less than 40 minutes.

Liang Bocheng looked at his watch, looked at me again, sneered and said, "who let you move your clothes and shoes?"

I said, "there's a lot in the closet. It's a waste if you don't wear it."

On the first day, I found that there were many new clothes in the wardrobe. Although the styles were all years ago, they didn't even take off the labels. Many shoes were also new. No matter the size of the clothes or the size of the shoes, they were very consistent with me.

Even the dresser is full of unopened cosmetics. It is my most interesting thing to make up myself many times every day.

Liang Bocheng looked at me for a long time and finally said, "you can't touch those things in the future. You don't deserve it. "

I shrugged my shoulders.

When it was getting dark, Liang Bocheng took me out of the door.

It was silent all the way, and then the car stopped in front of a neon private club.

I didn't know such places as private clubs before. I didn't go there. I didn't know what it was. I always thought it was just health care.

But as Liang Bocheng walked in, he slowly found something different.

The reception desk on the first floor is arranged in a low-key way. The dark blue light flickers intermittently. The receptionist at the reception desk seems to be familiar with Liang Bocheng, and leads him directly to the third floor. "Mr. Liang, this way, please."

It's different when you go upstairs. In many rooms, you can't hear anything when you close the door. Occasionally, when you open or close the door, you can hear the extra noise inside. The noise seems to shatter the eardrum.

In the room at the end of the corridor, the receptionist opened the door, bent down and said respectfully, "Mr. Liang, here we are."

Liang Bocheng waved to her, and the receptionist left. I took Liang Bocheng's arm and went in.

In public, he took me out and asked me to do so. This was the only chance I could get to touch him with integrity, but now it makes me incomparably resistant.

The light in the room was very dark. As soon as Liang Bocheng went in, the light suddenly lit up, as if someone had turned on the headlight. Even so, the room is orange, ambiguous and dispirited.

On the gorgeous European style sofa, there are many people, all men. In front of the wide screen, there are a row of girls who only wear bikini. They are enchanting and are fiddling with the men on the sofa.

Seeing Liang Bocheng, several women even turned the target.

For the first time, I chewed the meaning of "private club" so carefully. It was not until Liang Bocheng took me to the sofa to sit down. I could not help but hear a man saying, "yo! No wonder Liang always does not give us face to come out to play, the original side already has this kind of gorgeous beauty! Mr. Liang has a lot of good fortune. Come on, I'll respect Mr. Liang! "

He said, handed over a glass of wine. Liang Bocheng took it and drank it. He put it on the table and said with a smile, "it's just a high-grade chicken. You can play with money. Mr. Zhang likes it. Just take it. "

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