Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

In public, Yan Qiutong was still by Lian Guoqiang's side, and Lian Guoqiang would definitely not do anything to her.

Lian Cheng at this moment is like a female Shura from hell, with disheveled hair, bare feet, embarrassed, but awe-inspiring, the hall was noisy when she disrupted the auction, but at this moment, Biansheng subconsciously hid.

Afraid of suddenly going crazy.

Yan Qiutong still sat on the same spot, looking at the little woman who was walking step by step, with an expressionless face. After a long time, he said, "Mr. Lian, this is what you call happy and happy? 7 Let my Yan family lose face." It's gone, is it happy?"

"Young Master Yan laughed." Lian Guoqiang was a little more afraid of Yan Qiutong. He was able to throw a wine glass from a height of nearly 20 meters and hit the acupuncture point on the man's hand steadily. This was enough to threaten him. "It's because Cheng girl is too irritable. She misidentified the wrong person and lost her temper. You have to believe that the people in Misheng are not so ruthless that they will tell what happened tonight."

"Oh." Yan Qiutong sneered and stopped talking, but his heart became clear. The reason why Lian Cheng obeyed Lian Guoqiang's words was that a very important person was pinched in Lian Guoqiang's hands. , the seven inches of a snake.

At this time, everything is unknown, Yan Qiutong is extremely irritable, why does he know so little about Lian Cheng.

At this moment, Lian Cheng couldn't care about what Yan Qiutong was thinking, and followed him for a long time, and opened a door. A long-haired girl was lying on a big snow-white bed, full of despair, when she heard the sound of the door opening, Trembling, full of fear.

Lian Cheng strode over, lifted the girl's long hair with his hands, breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxed like that, and fell to the ground——

Not her Ye Qing, not Ye Qing.

Lian Guoqiang also worked hard to find a girl who is so similar to Ye Qing, whether it is long hair, face shape, figure, or demeanor, and she is still on the fifth floor, Lian Guoqiang still has that attitude, so he will subconsciously I think it's Ye Qing.

Fortunately, fortunately not.

"Who are you? How did you get into my room?!" A greasy-faced man screamed, looking at a group of uninvited guests who were surrounding the toy he just bought, his face darkened, "Get out of here, don't disturb me for a moment Spring night."

"Miss Lian..." The man who brought Lian Cheng spoke with a bit of coldness, reminding Lian Cheng that it's time to leave.

Lian Cheng was silent for a moment, glanced at the face that resembled Ye Qing, instantly settled his mind, walked towards the man with greasy hair and pink noodles, and asked, "How much is it?"

"What... what?" The man took two steps back for a moment, after all, Lian Cheng's face was too pervasive.

"That woman." Lian Cheng was extremely impatient.

"Five...50!" The man gritted his teeth, and the lion opened his mouth.

Lian Cheng nodded without questioning, and took a check from his pocket: "This is 50, she is mine now, you can get out!"

The man was stunned, and Lian Cheng stared: "Is there a problem?"

In the next second, the man left the place of right and wrong with his hands and feet.

"Miss Lian, this doesn't conform to Mi Sheng's rules." The expressionless man behind him said.

Lian Cheng sneered, Lian Guoqiang must have thought about this outcome, and said, "I think Mr. Lian won't care about me because of a plaything."

The man stopped talking.

Lian Cheng walked over, loosened the rope of sex for the girl, stopped looking at that face, and said coldly, "Can I go?"

The girl was so frightened by the sudden change, but when Lian Cheng spoke, she finally nodded, got out of bed with difficulty, and stopped: "You..."

"Lian Cheng." A familiar bass came from the door.

Lian Cheng turned his head subconsciously, looked at the handsome man at the door with a gloomy expression, and finally figured out what happened just now, his big eyes instantly mist: "Young Master Yan..."

Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes and said nothing: "Let's go, take your things."

Lian Cheng knew that the man was angry.

However, after being overwhelmed with joy and sorrow, Lian Cheng misses Ye Qing so much now that he is really in no mood to explain anything. Even in the car, the two of them didn't say a word, and the long-haired girl sitting in the back seat was even more so. I dare not say anything.

Yan Qiutong had been waiting for Lian Cheng to take the initiative to explain, but he didn't, until the sound of steady breathing came from beside him, and Lian Cheng fell asleep.

Sighing, Yan Qiutong looked at the shivering girl in the back seat through the front-view mirror, looked carefully for a moment, and said, "Who are you..."

"I..." The girl hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "It's something that's being auctioned..."

"Where did you come from?" Yan Qiutong instantly judged that this girl had nothing to do with Lian Guoqiang.

"Sold..." The girl's voice was hoarse and piercing, her gaze was dull.

Yan Qiutong sighed, sent the girl to Yi Bai, and made plans later.

When they arrived at the apartment, Yan Qiutong bent down and carried the little girl upstairs. When he arrived at the master bedroom, he looked at Lian Cheng who was still in pain after falling asleep, and sighed, but couldn't think of blaming her again.

I went to the study and simply went to work.

"Ye Qing...Ye Qing...Qingqing..."

The door of the study room was not closed, Yan Qiutong was afraid that Lian Cheng would find someone, but when he heard the extremely shrill girl's voice, he frowned and strode into the master bedroom.

Lian Cheng has already woken up, sitting on the bed, eyes dull, still muttering to himself: "Don't...Qingqing..."

"What did you dream about?" Yan Qiutong decided not to be kept in the dark, and asked.

Lian Cheng took a deep breath, buried himself in the quilt for a long time, knew it was Yan Qiutong, said in a muffled voice: "I dreamed that Ye Qing was auctioned off, and that man wanted her. ……died……"

"Ye Qing..." Yan Qiutong narrowed his eyes, and he said why the name was so familiar.

"My younger sister," Lian Cheng finally decided to say it all, "In the car accident, my younger sister and I were protected by our parents, and our parents died. I only have one younger sister. We were sent far, far away by the uncle in the family. Then, Qingqing fell ill, and an orphanage took us in, but...Qingqing was sick, and the orphanage had no money... Lian Guoqiang came to pick a child, so I took Qingqing and was taken back. Ye Qing, because of my hard work, was locked up and didn't need to be sold, but he also became my shackles, Lian Guoqiang's seven inches to hold me..."

"Lian Cheng..." Yan Qiutong seemed to suddenly understand why Lian Cheng cared so much about the aborted child, why he kept avoiding his feelings again and again, there was no way, she was really too scared, The man also understood how difficult it was for Lian Cheng to choose to be with him.

"Yan Qiutong, do you know? I'm so scared..." Lian Cheng cried out, "I'm so afraid that I will kill my only relative in my life because of love... as my parents said, I am Sister, I want to take good care of her... But, it was me who pushed Qingqin into the abyss with my own hands, Yan Qiutong, I will hate you, and I will also... hate myself..."