Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The moment Long Qingcheng came up from the basement, what caught her eye was the upright man with his back to her. The orange light fell on him. There was no softness and warmth but he seemed so lonely and lonely. It was as if he was the only one in the world with thin air around him. , as if suffocating, which makes people feel distressed.

The man was smoking, and there were several cigarettes on the ground. White smoke shrouded his whole body. It seemed that he had been standing there smoking since she entered, as if he wanted to use smoking to relieve his inner irritability.

Long Qingcheng felt the presence of the blood beads in her pocket, and her black and white eyes flashed with a hint of gray mist. She called out softly, as if whispering, "Ah Jue."

He could feel the body of the man in front of him tremble slightly, and then he threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, crushed it with his leather shoe, and turned around, it was still the mysterious, dignified and frightening Master Jiu.

His deep eyes softened, his voice was low, and he walked towards Long Qingcheng with his long, straight legs, "Are you done?"

The man came to Long Qingcheng's side, unbuttoned his suit, pulled up his black shirt, and under Long Qingcheng's strange eyes, carefully put her two hands on her strong abdominal muscles.

Long Qingcheng: "..."

"Ah Jue, Liang..." Long Qingcheng was about to take his hand out, but the man used his other hand to forcefully pull him into his arms. He interrupted the girl's words in a low voice, "It's cold in the basement, so don't catch a cold." .”

The man was very strong, and Long Qingcheng was held tightly in his arms, unable to move. She had no choice but to rest her head on Di Yuanjue's shoulder.

There was no one around, the two people hugged each other, feeling each other's temperature and intertwined breaths. The temperature gradually rose, and the charming breath became more and more sweet.

Time stops at this moment.

I don’t know how long it took, but the palm on the girl’s waist moved upwards, holding the girl’s chin. With their eyes facing each other, he leaned over and kissed the girl’s eyes, nose, and corners of her mouth, from light kisses to deep kisses. It's getting more and more out of control...

"breathe……"

Di Yuanjue's voice was hoarse and sexy as he taught the girl how to kiss. He smiled unconsciously and tapped the tip of the girl's nose with his finger, "After kissing so many times, you are still the same as before, unable to breathe?"

Long Qingcheng's face turned red with embarrassment and did not speak.

The man raised his peripheral vision slightly and looked to the front right, where there was a 360-degree camera. He smiled evilly and once again fell into the passionate kiss. The girl devoted herself wholeheartedly, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground. .

At this time, in the dark basement, Sang Yu, who felt his body gradually getting colder, looked at the screen projected above his head. On the screen, Long Qingcheng and Di Yuan were kissing each other passionately. With a pale face, he squeezed out a trace of WeChat.

Sister, no, you no longer let me call you sister.

Long Qingcheng, goodbye.

We will never meet again.

-

The two people returned to the house,

Long Qingcheng took off his coat and sat on the bed. He looked up at the man who was taking off his suit. There was still a slight pain at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be caused by the kiss just now. Her fingers fell on her lips and her eyes were in a trance.

"Aqing, what are you thinking about?"

Di Yuanjue took off his suit jacket at this time and turned around. When he took off his Patek Philippe watch worth tens of millions, he found that the girl was lost in thought, so he asked.

Long Qingcheng blinked, as if he didn't want Di Yuan Jue to know that she was thinking about the kiss just now, "Ah Jue, let Sang Yu go."

The heavy Patek Philippe was thrown on the table, making a harsh sound.

Di Yuanjue grinned his black tie with his fingers, extremely wild and sexy, and his voice was hoarse, "Okay, I'll let him go now."

As he said this, he took out his cell phone and asked Ying Lei to release Sang Yu, but only to expel him from the country.

Long Qingcheng didn't say anything. Originally, Sang Yu only knew her in China. Now that she no longer meets Sang Yu, it doesn't matter whether he is in China or not.

However, seeing the man Da Ma Jin Dao sitting on the sofa, who seemed to be angry, Long Qingcheng's heart sank, and he stood up and walked over, as if to explain, "If it weren't for Sang Yu, I wouldn't be alive now. Now. I'll give him a life, and I'll be a grudge if I see you again."

Her voice was low and deep. Grandpa Bai and Sang Yu were both family members. One was the grandfather who accompanied her when she was a child, and the other was the person who saved her in her own darkness.

But they all left.

Except dad...

"You are the only one left by my side, Ah Jue."

The deep eyes were as dark as the abyss. After listening to the girl's words, the man felt so distressed that he hugged her into his lap again, "I will always be there."

Always by your side.

dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the door, it was Shadow Thunder.

Logically speaking, if it was not an important matter, Ying Lei would not step into this villa at this time. It seemed that something important had happened.

Long Qingcheng withdrew from Di Yuanjue's arms and sat next to him.

I felt a little tenderness just now, but now it is gone. I smoothed the upward curve of the corners of my mouth, and gently pressed it with my fingers, "Come in."

Shadow Lei pushed open the door and left, feeling uneasy.

Di Yuanjue crossed his legs, leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ying Lei: "Sang Yu committed suicide." As he said this, he glanced at Miss Long, feeling very guilty.

Long Qingcheng's hand was bandaged, so it was very difficult to hold the phone. When he heard the news of Sang Yu's suicide, he was stunned. The phone in his hand slipped directly and fell heavily to the floor with a thud.

The empty room was dull and lonely, with no one speaking.

Di Yuanjue's eyes darkened and he lowered his legs. The moment he stood up and bent over to pick up the phone, the girl had already stood up and ran out quickly. She was even so anxious that she didn't even have time to get her coat. She was only wearing thin clothes. white shirt.

Di Yuanjue picked up his suit jacket and followed closely. Ying Lei felt that he was stupid. Why didn't he call and tell the boss why he came over.

He patted his head and quickly turned around to follow.

The damp basement smelled of blood.

Maybe Ying Lei didn't close the door when he came down and noticed something strange, so Long Qingcheng saw Sang Yu lying in a pool of blood under the open iron door.

She raised her head and closed her eyes, but then she opened them and walked over. Blood flowed all over the floor. Sang Yu had directly scratched the main artery in her neck to death. Even if she was around, it probably wouldn't have helped. The scratch was so deep that she could see the bones. , one can imagine how much effort was used.

She knelt down and hugged him directly, regardless of the blood all over her body. Her voice was clear and gentle, "I'm going home, Sang Yu." Have a good journey.

Di Yuanjue, who followed closely, put his coat on Long Qingcheng. He stood behind him, saying nothing and accompanying him quietly.

-

Time flies, and more than half of the winter vacation has passed. It has snowed twice, and it is freezing outside.

Since Long Qingcheng sent Sangyu to see him off, he stayed at the top of Ziyun and didn't go out much. It wasn't until he received a call from He Chen and learned that he was leaving that he made an appointment to have a meal at noon.

"You finally came back to the capital, don't you plan to stay a few more days?"

He Chen shook his head, as if he knew something, and asked: "We have taken back the blood beads, aren't you going to give them to him?"