Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

He will always remember the car accident that took away his parents. The cold rain beat on his body, and his cold limbs were so stiff that he felt nothing.

He watched helplessly as his parents were burned alive.

He seemed to have been pulled into the abyss of hell from that moment on, unable to wake up, without light, and crawling in darkness.

His whole body felt like it was being torn apart, but he felt no pain at all.

At that time, no matter what happened, nothing could stop her. In order to enter the Xuanyuan family, he was willing to kill no matter how many people he was asked to kill.

Even if he falls into hell, he has no regrets.

He once had no nostalgia for himself, but since when did a flower bloom in his heart, and he wanted to hold this flower carefully in his heart.

Protect and love her.

Forever.

His voice was as cold as the cold winter outside, "So, Ah Qing, are you afraid?" I'm afraid that I am a murderous lunatic and will kill you.

Didn't he say you will leave me?

These words were the fear that had kept him from speaking his entire life.

Long Qingcheng's beautiful eyes sparkled, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She was like a delicate flower in the abyss, charming and charming, as if she could attract everyone's attention. She was also like the king of flowers, dressed in a cheongsam, graceful and luxurious, Dignified and elegant.

Her glance and smile can dazzle a country, her beauty is as beautiful as heaven and earth, and as long as she is rewarded by one glance, she will shed tears of gratitude.

There was a lot of light in the box, one person was inside and the other was outside. The light and shadow outside was very dark, making it difficult for Gu Tianyi inside to see what the two people were talking about.

He just wanted Long Qingcheng to live a peaceful and happy life instead of wandering around.

So he revealed what happened to Di Yuan Jue, even though he knew that Di Yuan Jue did it for his parents, even though he knew that he had no choice but to do so.

But suddenly, his eyes widened.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

The woman who was blocked by the tall and handsome man stood up on her tiptoes, covered her delicate thin lips with the man's thin lips, and kissed her softly and tenderly.

He seemed to be able to hear the most tender words in the world.

"No matter what you look like, I will always love you!"

-

The two of them were intimate with each other as if they were no one. Di Yuanjue held Long Qingcheng's waist tightly with both hands, trying to press it tightly into his own flesh and blood.

Only Long Qingcheng could feel the piercing eyes in front of him.

She did not raise her head, but pushed the man's shoulder symbolically, and Fu Er's gentle voice sounded in the man's ears, "Go to the car and wait while I have a word with him."

He is naturally the will of ancient heaven.

Di Yuanjue took a deep breath, his deep eyes darkened a bit, and then he slowly arranged Long Qingcheng's clothes, gave a few instructions, and left leisurely.

After the man left, the person inside said, "Why?"

Why is he?

Gu Tianyi's strange eyes sparkled with eyes that no one knew existed, showing compassion and pity. His frail body seemed to disappear as soon as the wind blew. He was gentle and elegant, a gentleman like a noble prince.

He doesn't know love, but he desperately wants a woman to get the most precious love in the world.

How should he make a woman give up this fruitless love.

His voice was hoarse, and his pale handsome face was like a god, "He is not suitable for you."

Looking at each other from a distance, it seems as if we are separated by the Milky Way.

Long Qingcheng's voice was hollow, without warmth, as cold as when they first met, "What is suitable?"

"Gu Tianyi, you forgot."

"I've never been a good person!"

Her hands were also stained with blood, and she carried the lives of countless innocent people on her body.

at that time.

There was sporadic sleet outside.

In the cold winter, pedestrians are rushing home, some shops have closed their doors early, and the street lights on the roads have been lit early.

In the parking lot not far away, there was only a black Maybach parked not far away.

There were little sparks of fire.

The shadow wind on the side held an umbrella for him, as motionless as a wooden pillar.

After a long time, he said: "Boss, Miss Long, didn't you say you can only smoke three cigarettes a day?"

He remembered that before dinner in the evening, the boss had already smoked the third pill.

Di Yuanjue's slender figure stood upright, his cold and handsome face, his gloomy and deep eyes, and his gloomy and depressed aura, which was a bit colder than rain.

His cold fingers trembled imperceptibly, and an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't matter."

At the door of the hotel, a figure appeared in front of him.

Di Yuanjue threw down his cigarette, picked up the umbrella on the side, and walked towards the person.

He walked in the rain, his long black coat fluttering in the wind, his slender fingers holding the black pole, and the black umbrella covering half of his appearance, only revealing his sharp jawline and concave throat, which made people laugh. Thinking.

His eyes were full of her, and as he approached, his magnetic voice was hoarse, "Let's go home, A-Qing."

Long Qingcheng bent down and entered the umbrella, her black and white eyes revealed a sly look, she said, "Okay, go home." As she said that, the moment the man turned around -

As if she tripped over something, she threw herself at the man.

The man calmly held her in his arms with one hand. Before he could ask if anything was wrong, the woman in his arms raised her head and gently kissed her sexy Adam's apple with her delicate red lips. His body suddenly stiffened and he In an instant, her lips moved up a little, covering his thin lips.

Her voice was a bit playful, "It's time for a kiss."

"Well, the kiss is here."

They hugged each other and walked in the rain, their love was as tender as water, and they were more suitable than anyone else.

Behind her, Gu Tianyi stood in the rain at some point, looking at the disappearing figures in a daze. It wasn't that she was cold, but that all her emotions had already been given to another person.

It's not that she has no feelings, it's just that her feelings are only for one person.

-

Back at the villa, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The rain only wet some of Long Qingcheng's clothes, but she still felt uncomfortable and took a shower first.

Di Yuan Jue took a shower in another room. After taking a shower, he returned to the room and found that Long Qingcheng was still in the bathroom. He sat on the sofa nearby, picked up his notebook and started to sort out the rest of the company.

A digitized mobile phone number rang next to him.

He glanced at it and didn't answer.

The person over there only lasted two minutes before hanging up the phone.

Another twenty minutes passed, and Long Qingcheng walked out wearing a white bathrobe and bare white and pink feet.

"Aren't you wearing shoes?" He put down his notebook, stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Long Qingcheng lazily leaned on the sofa. The woman who had taken a bath seemed to be exuding a charming attitude all over her body. She was like a warlord's wife in the old times, doting on her to the extent that she knew how high the heavens and the earth were.

Di Yuanjue came out, half-knelt on the ground, put on his slippers, raised his head, Xie Si's cold eyes suddenly showed a hint of tenderness, and his voice was warm, "Be careful, if you feel cold, you will roll in pain, but don't go to me." Roll in your arms."