What drunk would admit that he was drunk?
Yijiu was worried and wanted to follow him, but Lin Qingge had already closed the door behind her back, not giving him a chance at all.
"Okay, I can take care of myself, not my mother-in-law."
After leaning against the door panel and hearing the sound of him leaving, she raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brow, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.
Taking off the mask, a face revealed an indescribable desolation.
She used the strength of the door panel to walk in. Room Tianzi No. 1 was quiet and elegant, and looked very good.
As expected, the room Su Yunting chose was in line with his taste.
Lin Qingge casually put the mask in his hand on the table, walked to the window and opened it. He leaned against the window lattice and felt the slowly blowing evening breeze. Looking at the still brightly lit Dongshi, his beautiful and delicate face showed boundless loneliness. .
Returning to the capital was a goal she set six years ago, but it was the goal she least wanted to achieve in her heart.
She chose southern Henan to open a store because she thought that since it was so far away from the capital, she would probably never be able to come back in her lifetime.
But she didn't expect that in the past six years, she had overcome all obstacles and worked hard, and then she would come back.
Now that she is back, her goal has been achieved, what else can she do in the future?
Ever since the last time she learned about Chu Nanfeng's wedding and got extremely drunk, she had rarely been so indulgent.
She drank a lot today and seemed excited to be back here. In fact, she knew very well in her heart that she was too uncomfortable.
This is the capital, where Chu Nanfeng is, where he and his wife are.
Pursing her red lips, she closed the window again and turned around to go to bed.
But when she turned around, she saw an extremely tall figure.
"Chu Nanfeng?"
She smiled as she spoke.
In the past few years, she had often seen his apparition.
Whenever she has some free time, she can always see his presence everywhere.
So she didn't allow herself to be idle, she had to be busy, so busy that she had no time to miss her.
Is it because I came back here and drank too much wine today that I can't control my thoughts?
Yes, I really miss him.
Six years later, she still thinks about him.
"Qingge."
A man's deep voice suddenly sounded in the air, and Lin Qingge's body began to stiffen.
She had seen his phantom countless times, but she never knew that the phantom could speak.
Frowning her brows, she stared blankly at the man in front of her. His facial features were handsome, perfectly matching the man in his memory. He was tall and had an innate air of superiority.
The thin lips curved into a smile, which didn't have a sense of intimacy, but more of an evil spirit.
He looked at her dull look and called out again: "Qing Ge."
The emotion is inaudible, but it is extremely confusing.
At least it has a fatal temptation for Lin Qingge.
She felt like she was an animal trapped in a cage at this moment.
But she clearly knew it was a trap, but she had no idea of escape. Instead, she wanted to sink deeper.
She stood up and looked at him with her head tilted.
After he raised his hand, she felt that her brain had completely lost consciousness, leaving only the thought of walking over.
Drunk, her staggering steps bumped into something from time to time, but she didn't care and just walked towards him with all her strength.
When she was just shy of the last step, her feet were unsteady and she was about to fall. The ever-strong arms held her tightly around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
His breath filled her consciousness, and above her head there was a man's smiling voice: "Why do you drink so much?"
So gentle.
How could Chu Nanfeng speak to her like this?
He must hate her to death now.
No, after so long, he might have forgotten her.
As for him in front of me, it was just a dream.
Since it was a dream, why did she still confine herself? Isn't it bad to sink and sink?
She hugged him and looked up at him, with an expression of tenderness, joy, and infinite grievance: "Why did you come to me? I thought you had forgotten me."
He lifted her chin with his fingers, pulled out the hairpin on her head with his left hand, and put down her long hair: "How could I possibly forget you."
His dark eyes stared at her, and his voice was clear and sweet: "I'm surprised you came back."
"I miss you so much." She buried her face in his chest, her low voice revealed endless crying, "I don't dare to come back, I'm afraid to see you."
Her head was lifted up again, and the man's handsome face came close to hers, his thin lips gently rubbing against her red lips: "Why don't you dare?"
"I'm afraid you hate me, but I really miss you."
Chu Nanfeng held the delicate woman in his arms, thinking about what he would hear about her tonight.
Zhuge is a stunningly talented and beautiful woman.
Yes, it is possible to open a medicine hall from southern Henan all the way to the capital, with branches all over the territory of Zhou Dynasty. How can ordinary people do this?
He had known about her abilities for a long time.
The only thing I didn't expect was that now she seemed to be no longer as simple and reserved as she was then, and now she seemed to have a lot more temptations.
This temptation is fatal to men.
He kissed her face along her face to her ears, and his voice was low and beguiling: "Then you can make up for it, and maybe my hatred for you will lessen."
compensate?
How to compensate for that?
Lin Qingge's already confused eyes showed more confusion. She looked at the face in front of her through the dim candlelight. It was strange and familiar, but it was the existence that she had thought about day and night for six years.
In a daze, she stood up on tiptoes and kissed his lips.
This time, everything was out of control.
Chu Nanfeng held her hips, picked her up, hugged her and fell into the bed together.
The clothes on his body were torn to pieces by the man's bare hands and scattered on the ground, unnoticed.
Lin Qingge was addicted to the encounter in his dream, holding him quietly with his arms, immersed in the beauty of having him for a short time. Let him do whatever he wants with her, until they are in intimate contact with each other, and there is no obstacle.
Chu Nanfeng clasped her chin and looked at the confused and fascinated face with complicated eyes.
[Before returning to Beijing, he said he would introduce a man to me. There are all kinds, and the looks are all to my liking. 】
【Who said I want to get married? People don't get married, they have to talk about love. Wouldn’t it be a waste of youth if we don’t fall in love? 】
So her life has been so wild these past few years?
He still remembered that she once said that if she left him, she would find some little wolf dog or a little milk dog. Is it the one she found that Yijiu?
Coldness flashed across his dark eyes, his movements became rough and arrogant, and the woman in his arms screamed uncontrollably.
The soft voice could not tell whether she was in pain or pleasure, but it kept stimulating her nerves.
The moon is as cold as water, but the room is particularly scorching, intertwined with the rough breathing of men and the constant calls of women——
"Chu Nanfeng..."
The charm all night long was Lin Qingge's indulgence and madness.
When she woke up the next day, she felt a splitting headache, her body felt like it had been crushed, and all the bones in her body were broken.
Last night, she dreamed about Chu Nanfeng and had an erotic dream...
"woke up?"
