Thorny First Marriage

The dinner was rather light, and I couldn't accept it. Then sister Yu made a Hakka pig's feet noodle for me, and I barely had enough.

Later, I called sang Shixi to ask him how Huojia was, but he couldn't get through.

I was worried and sat by the window in a daze.

Huo Jia's body was shaking. She couldn't stop shaking.

His smile made my heart cold.

"I don't have the ability to tear triads apart." Sang Qi smiles faintly, but I can see that he smiles without emotion.

"No one." Sang Shixi said in a low voice: "Huojia has been used. She has no such ability."

"All right." Sang Qi impatiently interrupted them: "it's Huojia or not she. In a word, she can't get rid of her relationship. If she doesn't admit it, it means that there is a person in her heart who is more important than her father and elder brother. She wants to protect him."

"Huojia!" Sang Shixi called her name: "it's not you."

Huo Jia laughs leisurely: "injustice has its head and debt has its owner. I did it and I did it, but it has nothing to do with my father and my elder brother. Now they are dead, you can at least let my second brother go!"

"Huojia, now in front of Sang Qi, tell him it's none of your business." Sang Shixi said.

Huo Jia sneered: "Ming people don't talk in secret. I know all this has something to do with you. You have to take revenge on me for ruining your family."

The blue smoke curled between him and Huojia, like a mist rising between them.

"Your father was assassinated by the man you call uncle a in your triad. It's not a secret in your triad. What does it have to do with me?" Sang Qi felt a box of cigarettes from the table, started the lighter, lit a cigarette and took a puff.

She tried to raise her head and look into sang Qi's eyes: "Sang Qi, do you have any new hatred against me?"

So Huo Jia is even weaker.

When she didn't wear high heels, sang Qi was like a giant in front of her.

Sang Qi slowly tied the belt of his nightgown and looked down at Huo Jia who didn't wear high-heeled shoes.

She was wobbly, and she could only stand still when Sanshi held her arm.

Huo Jia's temperament is very strong. I've seen it before.

She's a trapped animal now. I don't know when she'll come up and bite us.

She stood with her hand on the bedside cupboard, and I stared at her hand, for fear that she might come in with a hidden weapon, and I suddenly put up a flag.

Huo Jia should be sober now. She looks very bad. She doesn't have any blood.

Sang Qi put a pajama on my shoulder and got out of bed.

She limped to the bed, and I subconsciously wanted to pull sang Qi behind me.

I pay attention to Huo Jia's right foot. She is wearing a big shoe. I think her foot is injured and covered with gauze, so she wears bigger shoes.

In the afternoon, I pretended to be dizzy and cheated sang Qi out of her hiding place. Now why did she send it to her door?

I suddenly nervous, this day after day can't let me live a little bit?

I stood up straight from sang Qi's arms and saw sang Shixi come in from the door, and he followed Huojia.

What happened to Huojia?

"Sang Qi, it's me." It's sang Shixi's voice. How did he come in the middle of the night?

The bodyguard didn't speak, but a voice came from the door.

Sang Qi said to the door, "I'll talk about it later."

Generally speaking, it's Yu Jie, not his bodyguard, who informs you of anything at home.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, the door was knocked by his bodyguard: "Mr. sang."

This kind of posture makes me feel safe. I lean against the arms of Sang Qi and soon feel sleepy.

"Well," he answered, holding his back in my hands, my face against his chest and closing my eyes.

"Then you can't go, just stay with me."

I changed the way to flatter him, he was very useful, in my forehead kiss: "sleep."

"The difference is that the other princesses are always looking for the prince, and my prince is always by my side."

"What's the difference?"

"Different. Mine is called twists and turns."

"What do you think of yours?" He asked me, "do you think your life is rough?"

"That princess's life is really rough, has encountered so many things."

He was very happy with his smile: "I'm afraid you won't hear enough of one, so I put it together."

I hung his neck and hummed to him, "you can't even fool white sugar with this story."

When she woke up, her long hair was used by her stepmother to keep her youth forever, and she was imprisoned on the tower.

As a result, the princess was stabbed to death by the spindle and could not wake up. A frog became a prince and saved her.What he said in the evening was probably a series of stories about a princess. At the beginning, the stepmother of a princess was a vicious queen who tried every means to kill her.

I don't think I'm light, but sang Qi picked me up easily.

He stooped to pick me up and walked out of the study. As long as I acted coquettishly and played tricks, I could basically walk without legs.

He nodded, "OK, I'll tell you a story."

"Have you ever seen a pig run before? It's just the right thing to say. "

"I can't tell a princess story," he thought

"Bedtime stories are princess stories, of course. "

" what story do you want to hear? "

"Stay with me and tell me stories."

"Go to bed."

"It's just a palm. It's no big deal. It doesn't get in the way of anything." I smile, but he buckles my wrist and doesn't let me move.

"Don't move. Be careful of the inflamed wound."

"Come and go, that's all. It's boring."

I put my hand uneasily into his collar and walked upstream of his strong and well proportioned muscles. He pressed my hand and said with an itchy smile, "don't make noise."

I'm rather noisy and restless. It's safer to be accompanied by him.

He gently pulled down my hand, soft tone: "don't make trouble."

"When do you sleep?" I close to his ear blowing, very clear to see his ear immediately out of a grain of goose bumps.

My two hands were hanging around his neck, and he didn't think I was heavy. He patted me on the back of his hand and said, "don't you sleep yet?"

He is busy very late, I slip to his study before going to bed, he is working in front of the computer, a lot of linear graph, I can't understand a line.

Sang Qi held a conference call in the study next door. He was extremely busy. Although he tried to stay at home with me, there was always someone to do things.

She suddenly trembled. I was especially afraid that she would take a knife out of her body, but she didn't. She just knelt down to Sang Qi as soon as her legs were soft.

Her knee hit the wooden floor, making a crisp sound.

"Mulberry flag." She cried, tears drop by drop on the light wood floor: "please, spare my second brother."