you are a star

Li Dongbai and Rong Chi sat on the sofa downstairs for about 10 minutes before Liang Feicheng came down from above.

The two looked at his face at the same time, wanting to see if there was a palm print on it.

But he didn't see anything from his fair face, and then looked at his feet tacitly.

Yes, the slippers are already on.

The two of them saw Liang Feicheng kissing Qiao Nan just now, and they were not as shocked as he ran out with no shoes and bare feet.

It's also a vacation.

The majestic head of the Liang family, Liang Sanshao, respected by everyone in Yanjing City, actually chased a woman to such an extent that she didn't even wear slippers.

"Didn't make trouble with you?" Li Dongbai leaned on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Then throw the cigarette case to Rong Chi.

Rong Chi took it, and smiled lowly: "I guess some kind of deception was used again."

"Tricking?" Liang Feicheng walked over and sat on the sofa. If you don't look carefully, you can't see a small bite mark on the corner of his mouth. He lightly licked the cut, and said with a wry smile, "It would be great if she could be tricked."

Ten minutes ago, when he pried her lips and teeth open, she accidentally bit her.

There was a faint smell of blood in his mouth. At this time, he was like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time. He couldn't show any smell of blood. Once it appeared, it was difficult for him to control himself.

In YouQi's arms was the woman he had been thinking about day and night, and he stirred in her mouth a little fiercely, a sober voice in his mind reminded him to restrain himself, and then let go of her calmly.

She is also looking at him.

There was a glimmer of water on the red lips, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back the desire to kiss her again, so he reached out and wiped off the water on her lips with his thumb.

"Can you respect me?" she demanded, her voice hoarse with irritation.

He clenched his fingers, squatted down on one knee in front of the wheelchair, pressed his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, looked at her deeply, "Sorry, Nannan, I lost control for a while."

She glanced at his wrist. He wore a black long-sleeved sweater underneath after taking a shower, covering up the traces of handcuffs left on his wrist.

Right now, nothing can be seen.

She glared at him coldly, maybe out of embarrassment, she didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so she bent down and hugged Chacha into her arms.

Pressing the button of the wheelchair, he turned and walked towards the home theater.

He stood up, looked down at the arc of his lower abdomen, pressed the tip of his tongue against the back molars, and curled his lips with a smile.

It shouldn't be impulsive.

He didn't come down from upstairs until the flags died down.

Rong Chi handed him the cigarette case, "Would you like one? The doctor will keep an eye on it. It doesn't matter if you have one."

For the first time, Liang Feicheng, who was so addicted to cigarettes, pushed the cigarette case away.

Rong Chi had a ghostly expression on his face.

Li Dongbai explained: "The last time I was in the hospital, I said that Yu Wenzhou didn't have as much of a cigarette addiction as he did. Be careful not to smoke. He deserved to see Yu Wenzhou chase Qiao Nan after that time, and then he would stop smoking so much. .”

Rong Chi smiled and gave him a thumbs up, "The effect is immediate, more effective than the doctor's advice."

Liang Feicheng stood up suddenly, his face tensed, "I'm going to the gym."

Li Dongbai and Rong Chi looked at each other, and they immediately realized that Liang Feicheng's addiction had started, and they were looking for something to do to divert their attention.

The two smoked their cigarettes and followed them to the gym.

After working out, Liang Feicheng went back upstairs, but he didn't see Qiao Nan, and the door of the home theater was closed, so he should still be inside.

His body smelled of sweat, and she was so clean, so he stopped thinking about finding her, and went back to the bedroom to take a shower.

When he came out, the door of the home theater was open. He walked over and saw that the projector was turned off, the room was dim, and Qiao Nan was no longer in it.

He closed his eyes, turned around and walked towards the stairs, first he saw the wheelchair at the top of the stairs, and went downstairs, then saw her sitting on the sofa teasing.

I also want to know that she held on to the handrail of the stairs by herself, and jumped down step by step with one foot.

Momentarily angry and helpless.

This is to keep him from touching her, right?
That's right, this girl has looked docile since she was a child, but in fact she has a lot of temper.

He couldn't beat or scold him, so he had to say to Fan Qi in a deep voice, "Go and take down the wheelchair."

Qiao Nan also heard his voice, he paused holding Chacha's hand, and a shadow fell in front of him.

He squatted down in front of her, and before she could react, he lifted her skirt, clasped her calves, and checked her ankles.

Fortunately, it has no effect. The injury is not serious, but we must pay attention to it, especially not to leave scars.

He put down the hem of his skirt and picked up Chacha from her hand.

Qiao Nan exclaimed, and had to look in his direction, but he locked his sight firmly, and he said hoarsely, "There won't be a next time, okay?"

I don't know if he said he kissed her without her consent, or if she went downstairs by herself.

But Qiao Nan still chose to avoid the important and take the light, and automatically chose the latter possibility.

"I also need to exercise properly."

"You are too weak now, this kind of exercise is easy to get dizzy, the fall is not worth the loss." Liang Feicheng analyzed rationally.

Qiao Nan frowned, "What happened to your wrist?"

After Liang Feicheng took a shower, he was still wearing a close-fitting black long-sleeved sweater, but the sleeves were slightly pulled up to check her ankles and catch tea.

There are obvious marks on the skin of the wrist after friction with a blunt instrument, blue-purple, and the skin has been worn out in some places, but the cuffs are only opened a little, and the range that can be seen is not large, so it will not make people suspicious.

"Sport scratches," he put Chacha on the ground calmly, then stood up, and said to her, "Wash your hands and eat."

Qiao Nan looked at his back, and Fan Qi beside him had already taken off the wheelchair. She stood up and sat on the wheelchair, and Fan Qi pushed her to the public restroom on the first floor to wash her hands.

late at night.

After Qiao Nan fell asleep from the addiction, Liang Feicheng carried her into the bathroom, put her into the bathtub filled with warm water, and washed the sweat off her body.

At this moment, I don't have those thoughts during the day, looking at her, my heart and eyes are full of pain.

After carrying Qiao Nan back to the bed, he went back to the bathroom and took a simple shower.

As soon as he put on the bathrobe, he suddenly felt a warmth in his nasal cavity, and then a warm current slipped down.

Tick.

A drop of blood dripped on the light gray floor tiles of the bathroom, which was shocking.

He quickly pulled a piece of tissue to block his nose, opened the bathroom door and went out, first went to see if Qiao Nan had covered the quilt, and then picked up his mobile phone to call Rong Chi.

"Go downstairs, something is wrong with me."

Rong Chi and Li Dongbai lived here for the past two days. When Rong Chi received a call from Liang Feicheng, he came down from the upstairs room without stopping.

As soon as he rushed downstairs, he saw Liang Feicheng fainted on the ground outside the room.