you are a star

Silent night.

Liang Feicheng stood in front of a whole side of the floor-to-ceiling windows, tall and tall, with a cigarette burning between his fingers, most of which had been burned.

"Third Young Master, do you have any other orders?" Behind the housekeeper came out of the kitchen, all the things that should be busy had already been done.

Liang Feicheng didn't turn his head back, and said coldly: "No more, from now on, you don't have to come again."

The housekeeping aunt was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, I'll go upstairs and talk to Miss Qiao..."

"No, the car is already waiting for you outside." The man spoke with undeniable majesty.

She had no choice but to give up, and looked back at the direction of the spiral staircase with some reluctance.

After a few days of contact, she liked Qiao Nan very much, but she didn't expect that she didn't even say goodbye before leaving, so she felt a little sad.

Then he said to Liang Feicheng: "There are still snacks in the kitchen, which are for Ms. Qiao. She is not in good health and her appetite is poor. She likes the things I make, so she can eat more."

"Third Young Master, Ms. Qiao is not one to show weakness. She doesn't like to talk, so I dare to say a few words for her. Her health is really poor."

This time, Liang Feicheng didn't answer her.

The sound of the car's engine came faintly. Liang Feicheng flicked the cigarette ash, half-closed his eyes and pressed the cigarette holder to his thin lips. The smoke escaped and filled around his dark brown pupils.

He knew the reason for her poor health. Deng Jie said that the miscarriage caused serious trauma to her body, and the follow-up nutrition did not keep up...

After pinching off the cigarette butt, he was going to go upstairs but instead turned to the kitchen.

Sure enough, I saw a few small plates on the table, with delicate snacks on them.

Thinking of the touching look on her brows and eyes when the housekeeping aunt bowed her head and said in her ear that she had prepared her favorite food before dinner, he was slightly absent-minded.

However, for a moment, it was destroyed by a deserted place.

He turned around neatly, leaving the plates of delicate snacks in the cold kitchen.

In the room on the second floor, Qiao Nan sat on the sofa after walking up and down the stairs a few times, reviewing with a pen and paper.

The heating in the room was sufficient. She huddled on the sofa with bare feet, wearing a nightgown, her hair was loosely tied behind her head, and when she lowered her head, she stretched out a white and slender neck.

Liang Feicheng's footsteps were very light when he entered the door, almost making no sound as he stepped on the carpet.

It wasn't until a shadow fell over her head that she raised her head in panic and met Liang Feicheng's dark brown pupils.

Her eyes changed from panic to indifference for a moment, and she was about to lower her head to read a book when the man put his hands on both sides of the single sofa, lowered his head suddenly, and grabbed her lips and tongue fiercely!

Her body froze, her heart seemed to be hit by a force of gravity!

Her body backed away hastily after being kissed by him, but she forgot that she was sitting on a single sofa, her back hit the armrest, and she fell backwards.

Her waist was thin and soft, and when she bent down, she instinctively relied on the strength of her waist to keep herself from falling.

But when Liang Feicheng's tall body pressed over her, she could hardly hold on.

The big hand caught her slender waist, and pressed her upper body tightly against the man's firm chest.

Liang Feicheng grinds her lower lip with his mouth, then forcefully pries open her teeth, and bites the tip of her tongue.

Qiao Nan beat him painfully, but the man's other hand slid from her chin to the back of her head, and then down, grasping the back of her slender neck.

He bit the tender flesh of her lower lip, and gritted his teeth: "Why, interrupt you during dinner, and treat me with this attitude, isn't it tempered?"

The back of Qiao Nan's neck was held by his slender and strong fingers, and he had to look up at him.

The man's eyebrows are no longer as cold as before, but full of lust and anger!

Her eyes were dark and bright, and she said with a bit of yin and yang, "Who does the third young master want to speak for, can I still have a chance to refute?"

Liang Feicheng sucked her lips again, choking her defense in his throat.

The single sofa was quite spacious for Qiao Nan, after all, she was very thin, but when Liang Feicheng squeezed in, she immediately felt cramped.

Qiao Nan was covered in sweat.

Liang Feicheng's body was not much better, hot sweat dripped from his forehead, he clasped the back of her neck with one hand, kissed her collarbone, and slipped his other hand in from the hem of the skirt.

Liang Feicheng sensed the abnormality in an instant, his dark brown pupils opened suddenly, and he looked at the woman with a painful face below him.

Thinking of her painful pale face and dry reaction the night before she escaped...

Qiao Nan opened his eyes and met the man's clear eyes, and the lust disappeared in an instant.

Liang Feicheng stood up, pulled up his shirt, and brushed his slightly protruding fingers across the wide collar of the shirt. With a gloomy face, he said indifferently, "Change your clothes and go back to the Liang mansion."

Then, he strode out of the room with long legs.

It wasn't until the man's back disappeared at the door that Qiao Nan fell down on the sofa like a dehydrated fish, panting heavily while clutching the collar that had slipped off his chest.

She's a woman, and she's clearly aware of the changes in her body.

In the past, when Liang Feicheng wanted her, even though she was unwilling in every possible way, her body would still have a corresponding physiological reaction, which had nothing to do with asking for love, but a completely instinctive physiological reaction.

But today, she didn't have it at all.

Her body was stiff and cold, like an empty shell without a soul.

She was as dry as ever, without any physical reaction.

It's not normal.

She is very clear.

She smiled bitterly, that's fine.

Liang Feicheng was so powerful that he would not be interested in an abnormal woman like her.

After she changed her clothes, she didn't have anything else except a few review materials. When she walked to the door of the room, she didn't miss it at all, and she didn't look back.

For her, every place is not a destination, since it is not a place of destination, she will not be nostalgic.

When he went downstairs, Liang Feicheng was not in the living room, but Fan Qi was standing in the entrance.

Fan Qi saw her coming down and said, "Third Young Master is waiting for you in the car."

She nodded, Fan Qi walked over and reached out to help her carry things, she turned her head and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Fan Qi stopped, looked in the direction she saw, and reminded her: "The housekeeper has already left."

"En." She was slightly taken aback, and bowed her head in response.

It must be that Liang Feicheng didn't even give him time to say goodbye.

A black car was parked outside the gate, about a hundred meters away, Qiao Nan rolled up his collar, and Fan Qi behind him opened a big black umbrella to cover the falling snowflakes.

The snow on the ground made a crisp crunching sound.

Fan Qi was different from Xiao Jiu, he viewed Qiao Nan with a dialectical perspective, so he was able to have a few words with her.

"Mr. Liang made a lot of trouble and insisted on seeing you, that's why Third Young Master asked you to go back."

It turned out that this was the reason why Liang Feicheng came to Nanyuan tonight. Qiao Nan had doubts before, but he didn't go into it. She never understood Liang Feicheng's thoughts.

I didn't expect that he would come to pick her up in person.

"What happened to Uncle Liang?" She asked Fan Qi.

Fan Qi shook his head, "Recently, I have lost my appetite a lot, and my sleep is not good. The doctor has visited me a few times and prescribed some medicine, but you also know that Mr. Liang doesn't like to take medicine the most. You coaxed him to take it before. If you're not here, you won't even listen to San Shao's words."

Qiao Nan frowned heavily.