"Isn't it obvious what I'm doing?"

Qiao Zheng asked Huo Xizhou back, her brows and eyes were shy, and her tone was extremely serious: "I don't call other people's brother, I just call you... okay?"

After a while, she leaned up again, and while the man was not paying attention, she tilted her head and pecked on his neck.

"enough!"

Hiding the complicated eyes, Huo Xizhou hugged Qiao Zheng's shoulders, resisting every inch of her temptation: "Qiao Zheng, stop here, don't be self-willed."

His voice was cold, and between the few lines, there was a faint hint of concession.

……capricious?

Qiao Zheng was a little discouraged by his evaluation, but she kept on doing nothing, and suddenly moved her hand down and landed on his belt.

"Qiao Zheng, you..."

"Since my brother thinks I'm headstrong, I might as well... just be a little more headstrong!"

Huo Xizhou tensed up and stopped her immediately.

However, just as he opened his mouth, he was about to scold something when he was interrupted by a charming woman.

For a while, the two fell into a stalemate, and neither of them refused to retreat.

Until, while he was not paying attention, Qiao Zheng freed her hand, put her arms around the man's waist, and rubbed his waist.

Not only that, she also leaned back, pressed against his chest, and bit his Adam's apple with her mouth open.

Both the waist and the Adam's apple are Huo Xizhou's sensitive spots.

In a short period of time, Qiao Zheng hooked up his delusions.

"Brother, you are emotional."

Qiao Zheng spoke again, Yan looked at Meixing with a smile, and tapped his belt.

"No, it's your illusion!"

It was Huo Xizhou, who was staring down at her, his abyss-like eyes were about to devour her at any moment.

"Look, my brother can also lie! I flopped and lied to my brother, but my brother denied being emotional and also deceived me..."

This time, before Qiao Zheng finished speaking, Huo Xizhou couldn't stop listening, so he got up abruptly and moved away from her.

He had no control over his determination to leave, and pushed her away directly.

Qiao Zheng, who was hanging on him, was unprepared, and was pushed by him, almost fell off the car seat!

Even so, Qiaozheng was in a good mood, brushed off her long hair covering her eyes, and smiled crookedly: "Huo Xizhou, do you still want to deceive yourself?"

Huo Xizhou calmed down a bit, and has developed a habit these days, wanting to light a cigarette.

In the end, he was defeated by the smile of the little woman in the car.

He didn't light the cigarette, but just held it between his fingers for a long time, and then snorted softly: "You won, I don't deny it, I still have feelings for you..."

Hearing what the man said, Qiao Zheng should be happy, but for some reason... A bad premonition developed faintly.

She sat up and looked up at him: "Brother, I don't want to win or lose..."

The night was dark and windy.

Not even a glance from him... heartbreaking.

He looked at her, looked at her deeply, and asked her off guard: "Isn't it fun to play with feelings?"

Qiao Zheng was stunned physically and mentally, with a look of bewilderment on her face, and an indescribable helplessness.

After a long while, she opened her mouth and confided in a difficult sentence: "Huo Xizhou, I'm not playing, I just want you... to come back to me."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his hand.

Huo Xizhou let her hold hands, and then asked condescendingly: "Qiao Zheng, that night... what did you say, have you forgotten?"

that night...

Knowing that he was referring to the night of the cruise ship, Qiaozheng's mind went blank for a moment, and scenes flashed quickly.

She said: "Huo Xizhou, I'm such a vicious woman. I only cheated on you, but didn't have sincerity. I played with your feelings."

She said: "You are worthless to me now, I don't want to play anymore...every touch by you makes me feel sick."

She also said: "Huo Xizhou, I regret it! I regret divorcing him, I can't forget him at all, I can't replace him with you...you let Mu Xueyan not touch, you just want to touch me, it's so funny! "

Words and sentences, the words are still ringing in my ears.

Carved into the blood, can not forget.

"Huo Xizhou, those are all angry words. I misunderstood that you and Mu Xueyan have feelings for each other. I'm afraid... I'm afraid that if you recover your memory, you will lose me!"

Qiao Zheng's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she tightly clenched his fingers, lest he would throw her away.

"I just realized now that you and Mu Xueyan are not what I thought! I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I thought that by fulfilling you and Mu Xueyan, I was trying to make up for you..."

At this moment, Qiao Zheng said whatever came to her mind, all from the bottom of her heart.

"I regret Huo Xizhou, really... I regret it! You are very important to me, and I don't want to lose you..."

Emotions have been piling up and reached a peak.

Holding the man's big palm, Qiao Zheng buried her head in his palm, and gradually broke down in tears: "Those words are not my truth, they are lies I deliberately told! When I push you away, my heart hurts too much." ,You believe me……"

Feeling the tears in the palm of your hand, the temperature is obviously very shallow, but it can burn people's hearts.

"Every time, you always do."

Huo Xizhou lowered his crow-black eyelashes, his tone was cruelly calm, and he was not at all moved by her explanation.

"Qiao Zheng, do you not want to lose me, or do you want to lose...a useful tool for revenge?"

Unexpectedly, his expression was indifferent, with a hint of mockery: "Mu Xueyan, your stepsister, she is by my side now, you are not regretting fulfilling me...you are regretting fulfilling her."

"Huo Xizhou, no! It's not like this, I really regret pushing you away..."

After realizing it, Qiao Zheng realized that her explanation just now could easily deepen the man's misunderstanding.

"Married, young and stubborn, and a bad boy, what does it matter?"

But at the next moment, the man ignored her tear-filled palm, slowly pinched her chin, and lifted it up slightly.

Looking at each other, Qiao Zheng was full of regret, and the man looked indifferent, and continued to say: "But Qiao Zheng, why are you always thinking...using me?"

"I didn't... really didn't this time..."

Qiao Zheng shook her head and shed tears again.

"Mr. Huo..."

At this time, Mu Xueyan, who had finished buying milk tea, just came back here.

Far away, at a distance, Mu Xueyan found Qiao Zheng's existence as soon as she opened her mouth with a smile.

Why is Qiao Zheng, a bitch, so haunted? She was only absent for a while, and she was seducing her Mr. Huo again! ! !

Immediately, Mu Xueyan trotted over with the milk tea in her hand.

Seeing Mu Xueyan holding milk tea, Qiao Zheng vaguely understood something, and her voice trembled slightly: "Huo Xizhou, are you going to be... with her now?"

Facing her misunderstanding, Huo Xizhou's eyes widened deeply: "As you wish, isn't it good?"

"What I said was just angry words, not my sincere words..."

At this moment, Qiao Zheng lost control of her emotions, the light in her eyes was faltering and began to shatter little by little.

"Qiao Zheng, I'm not a plaything. I want it if I want it, and if I don't want it... I just give it to others."

In comparison, the man is calm and cruel, like an outsider.

Seeing that Mu Xueyan had come to him, she was standing behind him.

Qiao Zheng closed her eyes, feeling a heart-piercing pain spreading in her chest, and her tone was unconsciously stained with pleading: "Huo Xizhou, don't treat me like this..."

It was Huo Xizhou, who slowly bent down and approached her eyebrows: "I said the same thing."

That night, she was merciless at every word.

He buried her on the side of her neck, so humble for the first time, almost begging.

He said, "Qiao Zheng, you can't treat me like this."

After all, she was the one who didn't want him first...

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