Self-help Strategies for a Femme Fatale

"What's wrong with Brother Qi?" Zhou Yang chased him out and saw Qi Linzheng looking at the opposite side without saying a word.

He leaned over curiously.

"Hey, isn't this Qi Yu?"

On the opposite side of the street stood a man and a woman with a child. From a distance, they looked like a harmonious and happy family.

"Why do you still bring An An on a date?" Zhou Yang has never seen such an operation. Wouldn't it matter if you put Qi An beside him? I really don't know what Qi Yu thinks.

But then again, why is this girl so familiar? Has he seen it somewhere?

"Brother Qi, how do I think this girl is so familiar, are you familiar?"

Zhou Yang shut up when he saw that Qi Lin's expression was wrong.

He has been with Qi Lin these days, but he really has a deep understanding of the taste of a companion like a tiger. He is getting more and more confused about what Qi Lin thinks. Could it be that there is discord in that aspect? Anyway, the left and right can't escape the things of men and women, otherwise he can see Qi Yu's dating face sink, this is definitely piercing his eyes!

At this time, Liu Yin was turning aside, and this turn just made Zhou Yang see his face.

Zhou Yang stammered at her and said, "This, this, this." Wasn't this the girl in the hotel that day? At the time, he said Qi Lin was very old.

He felt a little in his heart.

Between the electric light and flint, everything is connected in series in my mind.

From the time before Qi Lin was abnormal to his extremely ugly face.

This seems to be here to catch the traitor—Bah, what is he talking about!

After swallowing hard, Zhou Yang tried his best to calm himself, but he couldn't do it.

His head is full, **** it! Brother Qi is green!

I knew he would stay with his wife at home tonight, and he wouldn't have encountered such a thing.

Is it too late to withdraw now?

"Brother Qi, I--" Before Zhou Yang finished speaking, he saw Qi Lin get in the car and drove out in a flash.

Zhou Yang was messy in the wind alone.

Qi Lin is definitely angry.

Looking at Liu Yin, who didn't know anything on the other side of the street, she didn't really see that she still had the guts.

But girl, no matter how environmentally friendly you are, you can't go greening your head!

It's not exciting enough!

...

"Why are you here so late?" Liu Yin couldn't help but ask aloud when he saw the person leaning on her door.

Qi Lin lifted his eyelids and looked over. He didn't know what he was thinking, his expression was surprisingly calm, "Open the door."

Liuyin frowned, walked to him, took out the key and opened the door.

After entering the house, when she was about to turn on the light, Qi Lin grabbed her hand, and his low voice sounded in her ear, "Let's talk."

Before Liu Yin could speak, he took her wrist and strode away.

As soon as he entered the dark place from the bright place, his eyes had not had time to adapt, but he felt that there was nothing in the darkness around him. His strength was so great that her hands hurt.

Walking staggeringly, every step hasn't fallen, and he dared not take a step, but was dragged away abruptly. Her steps were too small to keep up with him, and she almost fell to the ground.

These short steps, walking so hard in the dark, without any support or support, only the hot hand holding her wrist tightly is the only traction.

Suddenly Qi Lin released his hand, and Liu Yin was thrown by him and fell on the sofa.

She sat up, "What are you crazy!"

Qi Lin sat down beside her.

The room was extremely quiet and extremely depressed.

"Kata" ignited a small cluster of faint flames in the darkness and lit a cigarette together.

The cigarette **** flickered, and the smoky Liuyin coughed a few times.

Qi Lin often smelled of smoke. She knew that he smoked, but he had never smoked in front of her.

"Did I spoil you too much to make you feel like you can trample my face under your feet." Qi Lin tried to say in a calm tone, "Since I provoke me, why do you want to hook Ayu again? What do you want, money or people? If it’s money, don’t I have it? You can want as much as you want. If it’s a person, what do you like about Yu? Is it his beautiful face, or do you think of him? Young enough to have endless energy in bed to satisfy you?"

"I haven't told you that Ayu's marriage has already been arranged, do you want to know who it is? You are familiar." Qi Lin sneered, "Zheng Min'er. Isn't she your good sister, Ji Liuyin? How much do you lack men to hook up with your good sister's fiancé! Are you very proud, can you prove your charm only by hooking up with men? It's really cheap!"

Qi Lin took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He didn't want to get angry. She was a woman like her that was worth half of his anger, but she changed her appearance when she talked. He wanted to attack her with the most vicious language like a hairy boy, as if she had been hit all over her body, so that he could experience a hint of pleasure.

Looking over there, the dark night made him unable to see her face. Qi Lin thought that if he now let him see that face, he might not be able to help strangle her!

Without responding for a long time, Qi Lin frowned, "Mute? Talk!"

"What do you want me to say, don't you let you finish it? But why are you! Who are you? My parents don't care about me, and why are you teaching me? What is your standpoint? Who said this?"

Qi Lin mocked: "Are you asking me for identity?"

Liuyin: "What is my relationship with you? Where is the right to ask for an identity with you. Don't take everything to yourself. I just have nothing to do with Qi Yu, and nothing to do with you! Nothing between us No, it’s just a few meals, and that inexplicable kiss. What else is there? Are you not just playing?"

The last sentence lowered, but it was particularly harsh.

"Play?" Qi Lin smiled, "If I play with you, do you think I need to spare time to dine with you? Ji Liuyin, do you know what playing is? I really play with you, shouldn't it be On the bed, would I still chat with you like a fool? Do you have a conscience!"

Seeing her silently, Qi Lin kicked the coffee table angrily, and pulled her over. As soon as his hand touched her face, Qi Lin froze: "You--"

She cried with a slippery palm.

Qi Lin wiped her tears rudely, "Why are you crying, isn't it me who should cry?"

You shouldn’t continue to quarrel with me eloquently, stubbornly refusing to subdue softly; continue to anger me half to death, and then show off as if I have won a battle; continue to point my nose and say to me, "Why are you?" .

How can you cry with such a bad temper!

Qi Lin was very flustered.

Kiss her eyes eagerly and tenderly, and kiss away her tears one by one.

Don't do this, you will make me feel wicked!