Thirty-three Days Of Overbearing Love

The sound

Su Qian was stunned and opened his eyes. He was stunned.

In response, the other party had pushed her away and walked into the house.

She hurried up and asked coldly, "Shen Congan, why are you here? Get out!"

But unexpectedly, the other party suddenly stopped and slammed into Shen Congan's broad and hard back.

The other party was fine, but she bounced a few steps and almost fell.

However, he was hugged around his waist, spinning around and falling into a wide and warm embrace.

He looked up and his eyes fell into his deep eyes.

He looked at her, looked bland, and gently said, "I think the first thing you care about should be my forehead hurt by you, not so anxious to throw yourself into arms."

She was slightly stunned and reacted. Her cheeks were red: "let go of me!"

He stretched his eyebrows and felt a little better. With a slight push, he pushed her away.

She stood still and stared at him: "Shen Congan, what are you doing again!"

He smiled and glanced at her: "I should ask you this." then he stretched out his hand and pointed to his forehead hurt by her.

Su Qian swept away and was slightly stunned.

Because of too much force, it has become red and swollen at the moment.

She was also slightly sorry, but she still had a cold face: "who told you to appear at my door like a ghost."

He Oh, ignored her, sat down on the sofa, and then turned his head to look at the furnishings in her house.

Nodded slightly, summed up in my heart, not bad.

After a pause, he thought of something and asked, "are you alone?"

Su Qian was not angry: "how many people should there be?"

He sank his face. "Where's the child?"

She was stunned and reacted somewhat unnaturally: "at school."

Anyway, it has been poked now. Su Lin's father is Shen Congan. She has nothing to hide.

He loosened his brow, nodded and looked at her.

She immediately said to him, "Shen Congan, please leave here immediately. I want to rest."

"Do you have any medicine?" he replied, pointing to his forehead.

"You..." Su Qian choked, but he thought of taking a stick

The one who accepted his fate took the medicine box and pushed it in front of him: "go quickly after painting!"

"You let me paint it myself?" he frowned at her. He was so big that he had never done it himself.

"Do you want me to paint it for you?" Su Qian looked at him funny.

He just looked at her like this and didn't speak.

Well

Su Qian took the medicine box and drugged him.

When she took the medicine, Shen Congan looked at her with slightly lowered eyes.

She pursed her lips slightly, her face was full of reluctance, and her long eyelashes flashed like a small fan.

Now, she seems to do everything very seriously.

Whether it's to apply medicine to him now, even reluctantly, or everything I did for him eight years ago, even if it's simple, it's done in good order.

He thought, the memory suddenly a little distant.

Such a quiet day, as if they had never been separated.

Somewhere in his heart, he suddenly softened and grabbed her wrist.

Su Qian was startled and stared at him.

They looked at each other, and there was an ambiguous smell gradually lingering.

He suddenly took her into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Su Qian reacted and bit his neck. He felt pain, pushed her away and stared at her.

"Crazy woman! Are you a dog?"

Su Qian looked cold, glanced at the beginning and took a deep breath.

"Shen Congan, what I belong to has nothing to do with you. Now that the medicine is coated, please leave my house immediately!"

He looked at her side face with a serious look, no hard to get and joking.

His heart suddenly tightened and he was a little unwilling.

Rushed forward and pressed her hard on the sofa: "Su Qian, what if I say no?"

As soon as Su Qian listened, he was poked somewhere in his heart.

But suddenly thought of Lin Mi Qiao and said to her with a smile, "we're going to get married this year..."

Her heart was sour, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked away stiffly: "Shen Congan, don't do anything that makes me hate you."

Shen Congan was stunned when he heard the speech. A moment later, he punched the sofa with red eyes.

When the sofa was concave, Su Qian's heart shrank.

He got up quickly and gave her a cold look: "Su Qian, sooner or later, you will come back to me, just like before."

With that, the tall figure turned and left.

Su Qian lay on the sofa, remembering his words.

A moment later, tears came to his face.

She curled herself up on the sofa in pain and cried in her heart.

Shen Congan, we can't go back! I can't go back!

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The next day, Su Qian got up early in the morning.

Looking in the mirror, I sighed helplessly with my red and swollen eyes because of crying.

Simply painted makeup, covered his face, and went to work.

When I got to the office, I just sat down. Soon, the door was knocked.

"Come in," she looked up.

Assistant yuan came in and looked at her: "Miss Su, Joe always calls you."

Su nodded: "OK, I see."

Assistant yuan didn't leave. She looked at her and she also looked at her.

"Mr. Qiao, wait for you in the underground garage."

She was stunned and nodded, "OK."

Assistant yuan left. Su Qianwei paused for a moment, got up and went out.

No matter what he tells himself to do, he will always go and see it.

When I went to the underground garage, I saw Joe Yichen leaning against a Sao bag's Maybach.

She paused and walked over: "Mr. Qiao, are you looking for me?"

Joe Yichen is dressed casually today, and his hair is soft. In this way, he looks a little clever.

It was just this cleverness that burst when he raised his eyes.

Peach blossom eyes and eye waves flow. A cheek of a demon can't be cute in a clever person.

He glanced at Su Qian. He was well dressed in professional clothes, highlighting Su Qian's protruding figure, but it was too rigid.

He nodded, shook his head, and then glanced, "get in the car."

He said and jumped into the car.

Su Qian was stunned: "where are you going?"

He frowned, a little impatient: "where is so much nonsense, hurry up."

Su Qian: "..." had to admit his life to get on the bus.

As soon as he got on the bus, Joe Yichen started the car.

Su Qian called out "ah". Qiao Yichen drove like the wind. She was scared to death.

Holding the seat belt tightly, he looked at Qiao Yichen pale, and his voice trembled slightly: "Joe... Always... Joe, can you slow down?"

Joe Yichen's hair danced wildly in the wind. He glanced at her and laughed: "no!"

Words fall, speed up again.

Su Qian's "ah" voice disappeared in the wind.

…………

Arrived downtown and finally stopped.

As soon as Su Qian got out of the car, he threw up on the roadside.

Joe looked at the dust and felt a little guilty.

He walked over and handed a handkerchief: "here..."

As for? Take a car and vomit so much.

Su Qian took it, wiped it, drank the water he handed over and rustled his mouth. Finally he was better.

He looked up at him and said, "thank you."