Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Looking at the exquisite handmade tie in her hands, it's not surprising that she has been working here for a long time, and it's her first time to see feng Heng throw the tie around.

Feng Heng went to the hall and looked at the man's tie in his aunt's hand. His deep eyes couldn't see clearly.

"Where was this found?" He asked without expression.

"It's on the sofa." Back to my aunt.

Seal Heng Mo Tong a tight, slender hand stretched out, took the tie in her hand: "it's mine."

"Do you want it ironed?" He said to his aunt again.

"No, you can go back today." Feng Heng's hand with his tie tightened, his finger bones turned white, and he spoke calmly, but his heart was already rough.

Promised to aunt, changed clothes, go out.

After waiting for her to leave, Feng Heng looked at the tie in his hand. His face was livid, and the ice crystals in his eyes condensed layer upon layer.

This tie is the one Feng Xu showed off last time. He said Qian Zhaozhao bought it for him!

Qian Zhaozhao!

He clenched his teeth and looked at the light colored lines on his tie. He became violent.

He looked coldly at the sofa, as if he saw Qian Zhaozhao sitting on Feng Xu, reaching for his tie, and then

Feng Heng's eyes are full of fire. He throws his tie into the dustbin, and his clenched fist makes a sound.

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Feng Xu.

On the other hand, Feng Xu received a call from Feng Heng, which was expected.

"What's the matter?" His brows are on the rise.

"Is Qian Zhaozhao where you are?" Feng Heng asked, suppressing the fire in his heart.

Feng Xu took a look at the direction of the bathroom and said, "well, yes, she's taking a bath."

As soon as the voice dropped, I only heard the voice of the phone hanging up.

Needless to think, he knew how ugly Feng Heng's face was at the moment.

Feng Xu leaned back in his chair and took a drink to his mouth. His evil eyes were full of the pleasure of venting his hatred.

He also wanted to taste what it was like when his beloved woman was with others.

After taking a bath, Qian changed his clothes and came out.

"Minister Feng, can I borrow your mobile phone? I'll call my aunt at home to explain."

"Feng Heng called just now. I explained the situation to him. You live here today." Feng Xu said.

Qian Zhaozhao doesn't feel strange. Isn't Feng Heng on a business trip?

And Minister FENG told him he lived here, and he didn't object?

Qian can't help worrying.

"It's too late. You have a rest early. I'll take you back early tomorrow morning." Feng Xu said again.

Qian Zhao nodded and went to his room.

One night, she didn't sleep well. Her ankle was swollen and painful. At dawn, she got up to brush her teeth and wash her face. She heard the voice of the landlady outside: "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Feng Xu!"

Wood floor sound insulation effect is not good, Qian Zhaozhao heard familiar with the sound full of magnetism, not surprised, Feng Heng?

After washing quickly, Qian Zhaozhao dragged his injured foot to the balcony on the second floor and saw Feng Heng.

"Feng Heng." She immediately waved to him.

Feng Heng heard her voice, looked up to see her, his eyes were cold, and his hands unconsciously clenched.

When Qian Zhaozhao saw his cold eyes, his heart trembled and he couldn't help being afraid.

At this time, Feng Xu came out of the room and saw Feng Heng pretending to be surprised.

"Why are you here?"

His voice just fell, the next second, Feng Heng clenched his fist toward his face quickly waved in the past.

Feng Xu only felt that his mouth was full of fishy sweetness. He rubbed his finger across the numb corners of his mouth, and the blood was red on it.

The landlady on one side was stunned.

And Feng Heng hasn't stopped, it's another one.

Qian Zhaozhao was shocked in his eyes. Dragging his injured foot, he quickly went downstairs and opened Feng Heng: "Feng Heng, stop!"

Before Qian Zhaozhao finished, Feng Heng resisted him, strode out and threw him into the car. His action was rude, without any emotion.

The next second the car starts, the temperature inside the car is close to freezing point.

Feng Xu's mouth is bleeding. He looks at Feng Heng leaving with Qian Zhaozhao. His eyes are grim. Then he takes out his exquisite handkerchief and wipes the corner of his mouth. He waves his hand and throws it into the garbage can next to him.

"Are you all right?" One side of the landlady to see him injured, came to ask.

Feng Xu gave her a sidelong glance, and his vision was like a blade: "roll!"

……

Feng Heng drove the car very fast. He didn't say a word all the way, and his whole body was covered with the smell of cold forest.

Qian Zhaozhao had never seen him like this, and he was trembling with fear.

When he arrived at the apartment, Qian Zhaozhao just came in and heard the door locked.

Before she could react, she was picked up from behind by Feng Heng.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Zhao was startled.

The next second, her whole body was thrown to the bed by Feng Heng, and her heels and wrists were touched, which was very painful.

Qian Zhaozhao looked at Feng Heng. His face was cold and frightening. He stood in front of the bed, his white and slender hand clasped the bow tie and pulled the tie off.

Qian Zhaozhao's eyes suddenly widened, and his face turned white.

She endured the pain and quickly got up from the bed. Without taking two steps, Feng Heng grabbed her from behind. Her ankle hurt and fell on the bed again.

Feng Heng leans over and grabs Qian Zhaozhao's wrist with a powerful hand. Without any pity, he takes off her clothes with the other hand.

The white skin is in contact with the air, and his big hand comes to every inch of her skin

Qian Zhaozhao's face suddenly became hot. He struggled and resisted. In vain, his tears rolled down.

He must have misunderstood, that's why he treated her like this!

"Feng Heng, listen to me. Minister FENG and I really have nothing." Her voice was shaking. "I beg you, don't..."

Her voice still did not fall, Dan Hong's lips were blocked by Feng Heng, lips and tongue intertwined.

Then, Feng Heng's slender hand pulled off her last fig leaf. Without any foreplay, she stood up and went in

Qian Zhaozhao bit the tip of his tongue in pain. A smell of fishy sweetness rolled in her mouth, and tears rolled down her eyes like a flood that broke a dike

Instead of stopping, Feng Heng made more efforts

Qian Zhaozhao was shaking with pain. His hand came to her face and gently held the tears on her face.

Open mouth, low voice: "what I said, why not listen?"

Qian Zhaozhao's whole body was shaking, his eyes were red, he opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse: "I didn't..."

Feng Heng sees her reply hard, and the fire in her heart is ignited again. It's not until she faints that everything ends.

When Qian Zhaozhao woke up again, he felt as if he had been run over by a car.

She listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom. Her eyes were red. She pulled the quilt and wrapped her whole body tightly. She still could not help shaking.

She didn't understand. What happened to Feng Heng? It's like a different person.

Her heart is inexplicably uncomfortable, throat seems to be stuck a thorn, up and down.

She always thought that such a close relationship should come naturally and love each other. But just now, she only felt that he was angry and could not feel that he liked himself at all.

Tears swirling in her eyes, she grabbed the quilt hand, fingertips white.

The sound of the water in the bathroom suddenly stops, and Qian Zhaozhao's heart suddenly rises. Looking at Feng Heng coming out of the bathroom, her hand can't help tightening.

Wearing a bathrobe, Feng Heng comes out and sees Qian Zhaozhao waking up. He goes straight to her.

He saw the residual tears on Qian Zhaozhao's face, and the fire in his heart dissipated a lot.

Then he went to the living room and returned to the room with the medicine box.

When Qian Zhaozhao saw him come to him, he shivered and looked at him with alert eyes.

Feng Heng's hand came to her injured ankle. Qian Zhaozhao frowned with pain: "don't touch me!"

Feng Heng eyes suddenly dark down: "I'm your fiance, how can't I touch you?" He looked directly into Qian Zhaozhao's eyes and asked.

Qian Zhaohong's eyes looked at him, not daring to refute. Seeing him apply the ointment layer upon layer on the injured ankle, her nose was more sour.

Feng Heng will be good medicine, and then did not say a word, turned out of the room.

Listening to the sound of the door closing, Qian Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes, but his tears rolled down like a flood.