I don't deserve your love

When she woke up the next morning, she was already in an advanced ward of the hospital.

However, Zhou Qianqian was also there.

Seeing that she was still a little excited after waking up, "You woke up, you scared me to death."

"Why are you here?"

Jian Qian was a little weak.

"Well, entrusted by others."

Zhou Qianqian said thoughtfully.

Jian Qian was even more confused, she couldn't believe that Zhou Qianqian was entrusted by Feng Ying.

But besides Feng Ying, who else could make Zhou Qianqian in front of her.

"Hey, speaking of you like this, it may have something to do with me. Did Feng Ying tell you? The last car accident was actually targeted by the Feng family."

"..."

Jian Qian did not expect that Zhou Qianqian was more honest.

Zhou Qianqian laughed and said, "They suspect that the one in your stomach belongs to Feng Ying. You may not know that the Feng family is very fond of family status. The degree of fancy is... Let me tell you this, Feng Ying His mother was Feng Ying's father's first love, but she never got a name until she died."

Zhou Qianqian looked at her thoughtfully, and then said to her: "Jian Qian, even if the person in your stomach is not Feng Ying's, but the Feng family will be willing to kill a thousand by mistake, and will never be called a real one." come out of your belly, do you understand?"

"understood!"

Jian Qian agreed, but a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Life is always so sad.

We met again a week later, in a certain aisle in Starlight.

Feng Ying hugged the beautiful woman who had been by his side recently and was drinking with a client. When he came out to give someone away, he saw her.

Jian Qian also went out to the bathroom with a friend.

Feng Ying said to the girl beside him, "You go and send Mr. Zhao off."

"it is good."

The girl was very obedient in his arms, but she still raised her head and kissed him sideways before leaving.

Feng Ying looked down at her and smiled, "Go quickly."

The girl entered the elevator with Mr. Zhao. He pulled his tie and continued to stand there.

After almost half an hour, seven or eight people from that private room came out, but she was never seen. Feng Ying smiled thoughtfully, and then walked towards that private room.

The smell of cigarettes was very strong inside, Feng Ying looked at the person sitting with his back facing him, she was smoking.

"Why are you still smoking?"

He stood behind her and asked her coldly.

Jian Qian didn't speak, and continued to suck heavily.

Feng Ying raised his hand and pinched her cigarette, and then directly extinguished it in the ashtray full of cigarette butts in front of him. Then, leaning on the table, he leaned over to look at her, "What are you doing?"

Jian Qian raised her eyes and smiled faintly: "So it's Mr. Feng."

Feng Ying looked at her. She probably didn't drink, but it seemed like she had.

He bent down, pinched her chin, and moved closer.

Jian Qian raised her chin and responded to him: "What's the matter? Want to kiss me?"

"Thankfully it's in Starlight."

"so what?"

"That's why you can live."

He let go of her again.

Jian Qian didn't speak, just took the cigarettes from the cigarette case on the table again.

Feng Ying looked down, took it away before she lit it, and then lowered his head and kissed her hard on her mouth.

Jian Qian restrained for a long time, but in the end she couldn't restrain herself and began to wrestle.

Feng Ying still bent over and continued to control the sovereignty.

He hadn't kissed her for so long that he almost forgot this addictive feeling.

He lifted her up from the chair, pushed the dinner plate on the table away, lifted her up, and then continued to control her to kiss with both hands.

Jian Qian quickly and slowly put her arms around his neck, and responded to his kiss just like that.

"Damn."

Feng Ying hated the feeling that he was about to lose control, panting and pressed her forehead and asked her, "Don't die, right?"

Jian Qian didn't speak, but quickly raised her chin and kissed him again.

He drank wine, and his mouth was full of wine, but she liked it very much.

Jian Qian felt that she might, really fell in love with this person.

Otherwise, how could she be so eager to get him.

Feng Ying responded to her kisses until she was willing to stop.

Jian Qian's voice was a little hoarse, and she murmured, "I'm leaving."

"Where to go?"

"Go where no one knows."

she said, looking up at him slowly.

"it is good."

Feng Ying agreed, choked with sobs, then lifted her chin and kissed her again.

Jian Qian hugged him, kissed him and told him: "See you later, just a stranger?"

"who are you?"

Feng Ying asked her.

She laughed, and although tears were streaming down her face, she said, "I don't know, who are you?"

"I do not know either."

Then the two kissed again.

Or, the world will perish tomorrow.

Who cares?

Feng Ying's phone rang, he answered the phone while kissing, Jian Qian muttered: "Don't answer the phone."

"If I don't pick her up, she will keep calling."

"Then go find her."

She stopped suddenly, turned her head and ignored him.

Seeing her like that, Feng Ying smiled, and kissed her forehead when he answered the phone, "Go home, do you know what to do? Well, hang up."

Feng Ying quickly hung up the phone, then picked her up and sat down in a chair, stroked her hair and said, "Are you jealous?"

"What right do I have to be jealous? She's just a slut who even seduces bodyguards."

Jian Qian still didn't look at him, and even pushed away his hand touching her hair.

Feng Ying hugged her, "It's not appropriate for me not to accept the person sent by the old man."

"..."

She smiled and said nothing.

But she saw that girl kissing him in front of people, and the way he looked at that girl was like a prodigal who lived among thousands of flowers, and he definitely had an affair.

So, what is she doing?

Whim?

Ah!

Jian Qian was about to get off him in an instant, Feng Ying hugged her: "There is nothing, I swear."

Only then did Jian Qian stop struggling, and then stared at him again, "I saw her kiss you."

"That Mr. Zhao wants to be her, but she doesn't want to, so he just blocks me."

"..."

"Although she belongs to the old man, she is working for me now. I can't make her fall into trouble, right?"

Feng Ying said again.

more like...

Explanation.

Jian Qian thought of Zhou Qianqian's words, and then calmed down a little, but she couldn't help but ask: "You are quite good at life, all the women the old man sent to watch you have become yours, so I took the liberty to let Mr. Feng go, How did Feng always do it?"

Feng Ying: "..."

"What? Is this question so difficult to answer? Or is Mr. Feng unable to understand Chinese?"

Jian Qian saw that he was silent, and continued to ask questions unhurriedly.

Feng Ying laughed, "How do you think I did it? Could it be that I used my poisoned body?"

"What kind of poison?"

Jian Qian's face turned pale with fright.

Feng Ying looked at her even darker, and slowly moved up the hand caressing her waist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stupid woman."

"You're stupid."

Jian Qian didn't accept any of these three words.

"Yes, I am stupid."

Feng Ying agreed.