Huanxi Boy: Song Qian's crit attack at the beginning, I'm numb

Last night, Song Qian didn't say anything ironic, but thought too much and misunderstood.

The one hour from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] every night is a serious make-up class, and the rest of the time is not serious.

……

at night,

Qiao Weidong asked Fangyuan to drink.

After meeting.

Fangyuan was in a good mood, Qiao Weidong looked lonely,

Noticing this, Fang Yuan asked in confusion:

"Old Joe, what's the matter, he was boiled."

"Don't talk about troubles, drink..."

Qiao Weidong didn't want to talk too much, so he had a cup with Fangyuan,

The more you drink, the more bored you become, and the more you drink, the more uncomfortable you become. He suggested:

"Yuan, let's go take a bath and massage, relax and relax, I'll treat you..."

"Don't, don't, don't..."

Fang Yuan quickly waved her hands,

"I was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of well ropes. I wouldn't go to that kind of place."

"what are you thinking……"

Qiao Weidong took a sip of his wine and said seriously:

"What do you think of me, it's not that kind of place, formal;

"Didn't I tell you that the last time I went there, it was newly opened, and it was also my first time going there;

"It's different, I've been there for more than ten years, it's absolutely normal;

"The massage therapists are basically men, what can you say..."

Hearing this, Fang Yuan's heart was moved. In the past few days, because of Tong Wenjie's divorce, she was very troubled, and she didn't have a good rest. It's really good to relax.

And waited for the place,

Fang Yuan was also relieved, as Qiao Weidong said, they were basically men, and a few women were more like men than men, absolutely normal.

"Oh, Shu Tan..."

Qiao Weidong let out a groan,

On the other massage table, Fang Yuan looked up at him and praised him with a smile:

"Old Qiao, this place, you recommended it really well, I can come here often in the future."

"That must be, how many years have I been here..."

The two enjoy a massage.

not much time,

Fang Yuan faintly heard the sound of the police siren, and looked up with a smile:

"Old Joe, listen to the siren, this situation seems familiar to you. Last time, we were..."

Fang Yuan was talking,

Seeing Qiao Weidong getting dressed in a hurry, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked in doubt:

"Old Qiao, what are you doing? Our massagers are all men, so formal, what are you afraid of..."

"Yuan, it's legal or not, we say it doesn't matter, let's run away, I haven't been here a few times, but don't worry, I'm familiar with it, there is a back window on the first floor, jump out and run away ..."

Still jumping out of the window, can it be normal!

Qiao Weidong's bloody pit,

Fang Yuan hurriedly dressed and ran after Qiao Weidong,

Qiao Weidong opened the window first. It was not bright outside, so he jumped out.

"what……"

A scream came.

"Old Joe, are you okay..."

How high are the windows on the first floor?

Fang Yuan was not worried about the height, but worried that Qiao Weidong sprained his foot and fell, so he jumped to the other side in a hurry.

"Ah..." Nai.

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Uneasy for a long time.

The night was finally peaceful.

Su Cheng sniffed the fragrance of Song Qian's hair, stroked her back, and asked softly:

"Sister Qian, what happened?"

Song Qian didn't say anything, but hugged him tightly, very hard, very hard.

As long as I think about how I almost treated him coldly last night and lost him forever,

Fear, regret, blame yourself.

I want to treat him a thousand times better.

Think back to the past life,

Song Qian felt even more stupid.

Live with no self at all,

All the thoughts and all the good things are poured into my daughter.

For her, the only nostalgia, the only thought, was almost lost forever.

Everything, all of life, all of life, was given to her, and what was exchanged for it.

Deceived, disappointed, angry, undercooked.

Thousands of times better, without a trace of warmth in exchange.

It's ridiculous to want to be regarded as a reliance on life.

In contrast to this,

Song Qian wants to be attached to Su Cheng even more.

She understands rationally that Su Cheng will not rely on "Zero Zero Three" forever, and the future belongs to other women.

But so what.

At least, at this moment, at this moment,

It's nice to be with him,

Su Cheng also cherishes and likes it, pouring all his affection and passion into it.

With these, it is enough.

don't want the future,

I just want to miss and embrace this wonderful time.

thinking about it,

Song Qian felt that something could not be closed anymore.

Su Cheng gently hugged her for another long time.

The night was more peaceful.

Song Qian fell asleep peacefully.

Su Cheng caressed her hair and took out his mobile phone.

Song Qian was obviously not right, she asked but didn't say anything.

However, even if she doesn't say it.

Su Cheng could also guess that it was related to Qiao Yingzi, Song Qian cared most about Qiao Yingzi,

Thinking about Qiao Yingzi not coming to school today,

Probably something happened.

Song Qian is like a kitten, looking for warmth, so nostalgic.

Open the chat software,

Su Cheng wanted to tentatively ask Qiao Yingzi, a good and fierce brother, but found that there were a lot of chat messages in the small group, so he looked through them.

The earliest information was around six o'clock.

Qiao Yingzi: "I'm so uncomfortable, my mother ignores me, doesn't care about me anymore."

The first handsome man in the spring breeze: "Yingzi, are you sick? You used to be arguing all the time. Mr. Song controls you like a machine, without any freedom, and ignores you. This is not a good thing;

"Look at me, Comrade Tong Wenjie ignores me, how free and unrestrained;

"Yingzi, you are now free, get up."

Qiao Yingzi: "Fang Hou, do you think everyone is like you, with such a big heart, my mother has always controlled me and cared about me, I am really troubled, but I know, she cares about me and loves me, now, okay indifferent, so cold;

"I cried all afternoon. I told her I was sorry. No matter what I said, she ignored me. She didn't care about me anymore."

Huang Zhitao: "Yingzi, Mr. Song cares about you so much, don't think about it, maybe you are just angry for a while, you didn't come to school today, what happened?"

The first handsome spring breeze: "A goddess is a goddess. This is a good question. Yingzi, tell me honestly, what did you do? Did you set the house on fire?"