crimson greed

Back at the villa, Feili put the suitcase in the corner, went to the bathroom to fill in the bath water for Qiao Yan to soak, and changed her clothes.

Qiao Yan took off her clothes, opened her smiling eyes, and said with a hint of charm, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

Fei Li touched her face, "I'll go and make you something to eat."

"Ah."

The villa is huge, and Lou Ni has gone somewhere.

After Fei Li came back, he didn't see her.

Qiao Yan took a bath, changed into her pajamas, and when she came out, she guessed what she was thinking.Rou Rou smiled, and said to Fei Li: "I let Lou Ni go back to Thailand, and there will be no third person here from now on."

Fei Li put the cooked porridge on the table and asked, "Where is Song Ran?"

"she left."

"Let's go, where are you going?"

She shook her head, "I don't know, maybe one day she will come back, just let her go on a long vacation for the time being."

Fei Li couldn't help feeling that Song Ran liked Qiao Yan, and if she asked which secretary was better, Song Ran would be elected.

He really did his best for Qiao Yan.

"Come here for porridge, I put sugar in it, I'm afraid you will find it too bland." Fei Li scooped it up with a small spoon and blew on the hot air.

Qiao Yan was lying on a soft bench. Her skin was delicate and her posture was upright, like a lady from a big family. Her dark eyelashes were lightly covered with a layer of shadow, and her small face was as white as snow.The pajamas on her body were loose and close-fitting, she propped her chin up, and smiled softly, "You feed me, and I'll drink."

"Hey, why are you playing childish all of a sudden." Fei Li didn't know what to do with her, and took a spoonful to her lips, "So, can you drink it obediently?"

Qiao Yan put the sweet and glutinous porridge into her mouth, which has the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, very delicious.

Fei Li looked at her while feeding her, and never left her heart.

"Ali, do you want to try it?"

Fei Li shook her head, "Eat, I'm not hungry."

Qiao Yan was not willing to let it go, put a mouthful of porridge into her mouth, grabbed her neck, held her chin up, lowered her head and kissed her lips, and slowly entered her mouth when she was surprised and stiff.

The sweet porridge gurgled into my stomach.

A light and dense kiss fell on her lips, a little carried away.

Fei Li's breathing was tight, her eyelashes fluttered and closed, encircling her to deepen the kiss.

Afterwards, Qiao Yan's eyes were as bright as stars, and she smiled sweetly and beautifully. That kind of beauty was deeply engraved in her bones.

Feili thought, it's good for them to live a sweet life like this.

As night falls, the sky is boundless and wide like a black curtain.

Sweat remained on Qiao Yan's body, and she snuggled into Fei Li's arms, their chests rose and fell, the water temperature rose again, and boiled again.

In the end, Fei Li became drowsy and gasped for breath. The sweat on her forehead rolled down and burned on her skin. Her voice was hoarse, "It's time to rest."

half an hour.

Qiao Yan pinched the tip of her nose, looked at her suffocating, and laughed a few times, "Don't sleep, if you sleep again, I'll spank your ass."

"I'm so sleepy." Fei Li murmured, pushing her mischievous hand away.

"You said that you were a part of my body in the previous life, so you will be entangled in this life."

Fei Li yawned and rubbed her eyes, "Hey, there is no past life, you are enough to make trouble in this life."

"Fei Li, you're really boring." Qiao Yan was a little annoyed, lying beside her, hooking her slender legs with her toes, to prevent her from falling asleep so easily.

"Yan'er." Fei Li opened her eyes, and desperately used her final trump card to kiss her between the eyebrows, "Stop making trouble, let's go to bed, you should be considerate of me, an old man, staying up late is very fatal."

"I don't know why, when I think of you by my side, my heart beats endlessly, and I can feel the feeling of regaining something lost."

Fei Li bent her lips, hugged her into her arms, clamped her legs, and kept her from moving, "Sleep. Your heart won't be so naughty."

"Ali."

"Ah."

"Let's go on a trip. Where do you want to go, I will accompany you."

"I want to see the sea."

"Okay, then I'll go with you." Qiao Yan took her hand, wrapped it tightly, and lowered her head to kiss her lips.

—

In such a huge world, there are few people on the road, neon lights dot the roadside, and the whole city is in flames.

Song Ran was walking aimlessly on the street, at a loss, not knowing where to go, and where was her shelter.

After Qiao Yan drove her out, no matter how hard she begged, the other party remained indifferent.

【Let's go, I don't need you, in the future you and I will be master and servant, don't let me see you again. 】

【Miss, it’s okay if I was wrong, I was wrong, everything I did was for your own good, please don’t drive me away, I will never make decisions on my own again. 】

【Song Ran, do you know where Lou Ni went, where she came from, and where she will go back? You found that woman. As for where you bought it from, I don't know.You go, don't let me see you again, as for what you did to Feili, I can pretend that I don't know. 】

Tears splashed down on the muddy soil, Song Ran wiped away the tears, took out her phone and opened the address book, staring at the name on it for a long time.

Laughing is uglier than crying, "No one cares about me now, life is carefree and comfortable, all troubles are gone, heh."

She wandered around the night like a walking dead, took out the last bit of money from her pocket, went into the bar and drank heavily.

She never thought that there would be a day when she left Qiao Yan, what life would be like without her, pain or humbleness.

Once people get used to it, it is very difficult to quit this habit.

What's more, fate is a tragedy from the beginning, struggle and resistance, the ending is still the same.

Song Ran poured the last glass of brandy down his throat, took a quick breath, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and his cold face was drowned in the bright light and shadow.

"Miss, are you okay?" The gentle voice was like the call of a lark.

Song Ran half-opened her eyes, looking at the blurred shadow in front of her eyes, her grievance came to her heart in an instant, she threw herself into the man's arms tremblingly, sobbing: "You don't want me anyway, since you were 12 years old I've been with you until now, and everything I did was not for your own good. Who let her hurt you so deeply, she doesn't deserve your treatment like this. Miss, I miss you. "

The body of the hugged woman froze, a little at a loss, she stretched out her hand to gently stroke her long hair, "Be good, don't cry."

"Can you let me go back and take care of you? Without you, where should I go? I was born without a home, no parents, the world is so big, where should I go." Already wet and glutinous, fingers gripped the man's sleeve tightly, wiping all the tears and snot on the man's body.

The woman didn't feel disgusted, and sighed lightly.

The next day, the sun shone on the floor through the curtains, and the bedroom was quiet.

The woman on the bed rubbed her hangover head, and looked drowsily at the strange room.

She remembers going to a bar and drinking, trying to spend all her money and find a place to fend for herself, why here.

"Where is this?" She lowered her hand on her head and scanned the monotonous European-style room in a daze.

"You wake up, drink some honey water." At this time, a woman in a blue dress came in, her long hair was elegantly rolled up, her face was like a heart of water, her slender eyes, and her thin red lips, every part of her was full of charm. So refined.

Song Ran stared blankly, unable to react for a while.

The woman came to her and handed her the water glass, "Come on, drink some water, the headache will not hurt so much."

Song Ran took the cup nonchalantly, gulped it down, and passed the cup to the other party nonchalantly.

She is really a nympho, besides the young lady, there is such a woman with such a temperament.

Seeing her staring at her all the time, the woman was not annoyed, but said softly, "My surname is Shui, and my name is Shui Xuan'ai. How about you?"

Song Ran swallowed, "Song, Song Ran."

Shui Xuanai smiled slightly, and lightly put her hand on her little head, "Hello, Song Ran."

"Hello young lady."

"..." Shui Xuanai was startled, and coughed softly to cover up the astonishment on her face.

"Changed to Auntie."

Shui Xuanai is very beautiful, she looks in her twenties, but the other party said that she is almost forty, Song Ran shook her head in surprise, she couldn't believe it.

"Huh? Forty? It doesn't look like that at all. Miss, don't lie to me."

"I'm really almost forty, but I'm not in good health. I take medicine all the year round. Maybe those medicines have the effect of keeping my face." Shui Xuanai has a gentle temper, sitting by the bed and chatting with her.

"Are you sick?" Song Ran calculated that there was a full 15-year age difference between the two of them, but she didn't expect to be picked up by her yesterday when she was drunk.

"It's not a serious illness."

Song Ran sat on the bed dejectedly, and asked curiously, "Is this your home? I was drunk yesterday, and you brought me back."

Speaking of this, Shui Xuanai covered her lips and smiled, her brows and eyes were clear, "You still remember that when you were drunk, you dragged my sleeves and cried until your nose and tears flowed. It's really cute."

Snot and tears... Well, how could she be so ugly.

"I, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I was really in a bad mood, and I wanted to drink away my worries." Song Ran apologized blindly, wanting to die in shame. If it was Qiao Yan, maybe he would just throw her into the The bathtub was left to fend for itself, but this woman took her back with a good temper, bathed her, changed her clothes, brought her tea and water.

Immediately, the sense of guilt escalated to a higher level.

Shui Xuan loves to see her blushing face, and smiles, "Don't worry, if the clothes are dirty, you'll be fine. I opened that bar myself, and I'll go there to talk about business if I have nothing to do."

This was the second time Song Ran met such a nice woman, and her favorability continued to burn.

Of course, the first woman is Qiao Yan, and there is no one in the world who can replace her.

"Thank you for bringing me back, I really appreciate you."

"Is there something sad about you?"

She lowered her head, her eyes felt warm, she had the urge to cry, and her throat was blocked, "I was kicked out by the miss, she was angry with me, and she will never forgive me. I have no one to rely on, since I was a child, only the miss People, there is nothing left now. I don’t know what to do.”

Shui Xuanai lowered her eyelashes, and whispered softly: "If you don't mind, you can live with me. I live alone, and there is no one at home. Except for walking around the store, I am usually alone."

Song Ran raised his head abruptly, and shook his hand, "Well, what a shame."

"It's okay, you don't have any money on you now, let alone a place to go, just stay with me and wait until you get something."

"But, we don't get paid for nothing, and we don't know each other, so we just live in such a grand manner, will it be..." Song Ran stammered for a long time, but couldn't hold back the following words.

Shui Xuanai smiled helplessly, and patted her on the head, "Okay, it's useless to worry so much, it's better to take it step by step. By the way, what's your lady's name, I'll see when I can intercede for you."

Song Ran was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Qiao Yan."

Shui Xuanai frowned, narrowed her eyes, and said with a cold expression, "So it's Qiao Yan, the president of the Qiao Group."