Love revenge: wife's mask

"How can you be so sure that the fund transfer has something to do with this person?" Qin Yijie asked cautiously.

"Because Fang Zhiwen and Yang Tian have great doubts about Fang Delong's practice, but Fang Delong obeys this person. Fang Zhiwen privately complains to Yang Tian that Fang Delong believes in this person too much and can allow this person to mobilize 10 billion at such a critical time. Since Yang Tian knows... I will know soon."

Fang Manshi did not avoid mentioning Yang Tian. Qin Yijie could just see the bed in the bedroom. When he looked up, he found that the wedding photo of himself and Fang Manshi at the head of the bed was still hanging there. Suddenly, he took a helpless breath of air conditioning. How many men had slept on this bed, and how many men thought they had laughed at themselves like Fang Zhiwen, Qin Yijie sighed heavily and wanted to push Fang Manshi away from his thigh.

She was gazing at herself with an indifferent smile and clear eyes. Qin Yijie could hardly associate her with betrayal.

"Fang Delong has been planning a plan for the development right in the south of the city recently, and the plan has been implemented. However, except for him, there may be only the person around him. No one knows the specific steps, but I will help you find out."

Fang Manshi spoke calmly, and Qin Yijie felt no oppression and restraint in his soft voice.

"Fang Delong also plans to take the development right of the south of the city?" Qin Yijie frowned in surprise and whispered to himself, but his eyes always deliberately avoided Fang Manshi's eyes.

"He has never given up. The development right in the south of the city is too important to him. He will get it even if he gives all that Y & C group has now, and now he seems not nervous and worried at all. I can see that he is at least more sure than you!"

"In fact... In fact, I want to know why Fang Delong asked you to come back. It seems that according to his character, you have no use value to him now. Why... Why do you still appear?" Qin Yijie thought and asked tentatively.

Fang Manshi was stunned and soon recovered her composure. She smiled and answered casually.

"Because... Because fonderon is afraid of you now! And I, and how can I have no use value? You haven't found my value, but fonderon knows better than you, because I am the only person who can restrict you... "

Qin Yijie bit his lips, lowered his head and looked at Fang Manshi on his thigh very seriously. If Huo Cheng said it, it could be regarded as groundless worry, but Qin Yijie can't see alarmism from Fang Manshi's face now.

Fang Manshi sat up from his thigh and slowly slid his hand into Qin Yijie's clothes, like a smooth snake slowly cruising into the depths of his heart. Qin Yijie's stiff body became a little weak. When looking back at Fang Manshi, he found that there was a cigarette in her hand. Qin Yijie took it out of his clothes. Qin Yijie breathed a long sigh of relief, I was surprised to find out why I can't resist the erosion of this woman.

When Fang Manshi walked to the terrace, the wet wind mixed with the smell of rain, fishy and salty came to her face, blowing her long hair. Her skirt swayed in the wind. Fang Manshi held smoke between her fingers, which was very elegant. However, in Qin Yijie's eyes, her back is so lonely and lonely, and the smoke rises from where Qin Yijie can't see, Fang Manshi lit the smoke.

He never knew that she would smoke. Qin Yijie even suddenly thought of Xu Shuyao, the lonely woman who sat in front of the window and smoked. At the moment of lighting a cigarette at the beginning of summer, Qin Yijie felt that his heartstrings had been stirred, rippling in circles at the bottom of his heart and could not rest for a long time.

The vitality of smoke is short, and the vitality of all soul erasing things is short. Most women who smoke are beautiful and sad. Their strong appearance contains a fragile heart. Love is a kind of injury, but women look for happiness in the injury. Smoke is also a kind of injury, but at the same time, smoke makes women forget the injury.

If a woman who doesn't smoke is a touch of rouge, then a woman who smokes is a Datura.

The heart is cold like a poppy. The smoke gradually drifts away. What doesn't drift away is amorous feelings and fantasy.

"Tell you a secret!" Fang Manshi said quietly without looking back.

Qin Yijie hesitated to look at her back, slowly stood up and walked behind her. He was about to ask. Fang Manshi's body gently leaned against Qin Yijie's chest. Qin Yijie could smell the fragrance from her long hair. He stood behind her numbly. He didn't know what to do next. From this point of view, he could see her beautiful face and slender eyelashes, Every move seems to say something.

"Hold me tight! Like you used to hold me! "

Fang Manshi's tone was almost begging. Qin Yijie didn't know whether he wanted to know the secret in her mouth too much or didn't hug the woman's body for too long. Fang Manshi seduced him in a way that wasn't a command, but Qin Yijie didn't want to resist and reject. He wriggled his Adam's apple, trembled slightly, and thought about lifting it slowly like a devil, Finally, she fell on her once familiar body, passed through Fang Manshi's back, and put it on her lower abdomen habitually and familiar.

Fang Manshi pressed out the cigarette butt in her hand and lit the last one. She didn't smoke it. She just stared at it burning quietly. He saw a touch of wet crystal flowing out of the corners of her eyes. Suddenly, Qin Yijie felt empty in his heart, just like the enchanting and dancing smoke floating slowly in the air. There was no trace gradually, leaving only a faint taste in the air.

Qin Yijie involuntarily held her tighter until Fang Manshi slowly turned his head and looked at him quietly. The ambiguous and bright color on his red lips was getting closer and closer. Qin Yijie instinctively wanted to escape, but found that his body was also held tighter by her. The moment he touched her lips, Qin Yijie suddenly had a manic impulse, as if trying to vent all his repressed emotions, She hugged her waist and greedily kissed her own body. Fang Manshi catered to his erosion and closed her eyes, as if enjoying the long lost throbbing.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier. Yuancheng city is completely covered by a layer of hazy white yarn, with a bleak and desolate beauty. Qin Yijie has now completely lost in the lust echoing in the terrace. Until he saw the ambiguous and far-reaching smile on Fang Manshi's face, Qin Yijie realized that he had fallen into the trap carefully designed by this woman.

Fang Manshi's head was buried in his ear and gently bit his earlobe. Qin Yijie's breathing became irregular. Suddenly, there was a feeling that he wanted to tear Fang Manshi apart. He tried to get rid of her hand tightly fastened on his body, but it was her more unscrupulous provocation to change back.

"The secret I want to tell you..."

Fang Manshi whispered in his ear, like the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, more like the flying catkins, blurred and illusory, but everything was so real. There was the pain of being bitten by the woman in the earlobe and the numbness and humidity of the tip of the tongue.

"Yours is mine! You will always be mine! I won't let anyone take you away from me! "

Fang Manshi's Secret surprised Qin Yijie, but soon this doubt became panic and panic in her wanton laughter. Fang Manshi always held him like this, but anyone who saw them like this would think it was Qin Yijie holding her.

Qin Yijie's mouth opened slowly and his hand began to push her away, but he suddenly found that his body was in pain from being scratched by finger marks. Fang Manshi's fingernails are now deeply imprinted in Qin Yijie's body, completely trapped, and even can see the blood red mark. He can't get rid of it at all. However, Qin Yijie hasn't seen her anymore, His eyes fell on a figure in the distance downstairs.

The pouring rain fell all over the sky, like a broken line bead, recklessly hit the ground, and then splashed apart. Qin Yijie wriggled at the corners of his mouth and stared at the shadow in the heavy rain. A lightning cut through the sky. In the instant brightness, Qin Yijie clearly saw the shadow's face.

The swing Ning stood downstairs, motionless looking up at herself, looking at the interwoven body of Qin Yijie and Fang Manshi. From this angle, the swing Ning could not see too many details, but Qin Yijie believed that Fang Manshi was very satisfied with the result, because Qin Yijie could see the despair and pain on Qiu Yining's face, and had a feeling of being deceived and hoodwinked, As for whether it was tears or rain on her face, Qin Yijie could not tell. He had stopped struggling because such a move would no longer be meaningful. Fang Manshi's smile never stopped, but the cold chest made him see the woman's soft helplessness, The tears mixed in Fang Manshi's smile made him completely at a loss between the two women.

Until Qin Yijie rushed down in a panic, the swing condensate downstairs had disappeared in the rain curtain, raised his head, and Manshi didn't stay there above the terrace. Qin Yijie stood blankly in the rain, cold and soaked by the rain, but he felt more powerless fatigue and decadence.

The weather is suddenly abnormal. The air is moist, which makes people feel that the ambiguous atmosphere is a little dizzy and turbid. Recalling the dark smile and the desperate numbness of the swing in the heavy rain yesterday, Qin Yijie took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to cover the dazzling sun. Only then did he feel that this kind of radiation spread around and could not be covered, Like a nightmare, he controlled his complete will, the weak struggle was redundant, and his whole body felt numb fatigue and burnout.

Fumbled out a compressed cigarette box from his pocket. A few sporadic cigarettes in it had been corrupted by the damp smell and tilted listlessly. In this comfortable coffin, two had been broken and seemed to be twisted cowardly. The filter tip is touched between the tongue, which is sticky.