nice to drive

Hanging the water, He Qing fell asleep, and Ying and Jiang also fell asleep.

The former woke up suddenly and saw that the fluid had been transfused and the blood had returned to his wrist. He didn't know what to do, so he ran to the nurse's station in fright.

The 1.8-meter-three guy's big movements are quite eye-catching. After Ying Yujiang woke up, the aunt in the next bed saw He Qing rushing out with her own eyes, and clicked her tongue again: "Oh, your cousin and you really love each other!" relative!"

Not feeling the pain in his hands, Ying Yujiang raised his eyes and smiled softly: "Dear cousin."

He took out his mobile phone, looked at the few missed calls floating on the screen, but did not call back.

WeChat has also been vibrating, but he didn't check it either.

He Qing could go back to the ward at any time now, and he didn't want to show too much in front of He Qing.

talk later.

On the way back after hanging the water, the car driven by He Qing was overtaken by someone passing through the tunnel. Ying and Jiang didn't realize it at first, but watched He Qing stepped on the accelerator and the speed reached 89, so he said, "Slow down!" !"

He Qing was in a trance, not seeing a car faster than her, and her head froze. Fortunately, the off-road vehicle was not loud, and the speed was not fast, so it barely affected other vehicles on the road too much.

Even if Ying Yujiang stopped it in time, He Qing still gritted his teeth secretly while staring at the little BMW galloping away in front of him.

Fortunately, I didn't get dizzy just now, I know that the dotted line changes lanes, and I can't overtake in the tunnel...

He didn't know how the unscrupulous energy came about today. If he really wanted to talk about the source, it was probably his father's annoyance after he found out.

I haven't figured out how to face it, I'm too caught off guard.

It's not that he hasn't considered coming out, but it's definitely not now. He has only been with Ying and Jiang for a long time now. To be honest, he is not very sure whether the relationship will be stable.

In the first half of He Qing's life, she grasped all the things she liked too firmly and firmly, and almost couldn't get them. Suddenly, she had more people, which felt extravagant.

It's not about holding it, it's not about hiding it, his response will be too good.

I can't bear to keep sneaking around.

He Qing closed his eyes, packed the dishes, and drove into the garage of Wangjiang Famous Men. Before arriving here, he specially observed the surveillance cameras, and sure enough, he saw the installations in several neighborhoods.

It's a thousand calculations, I really didn't expect He Dingli to have such a keen sense of smell, so he came directly to such a trick.

When the big G slowly entered the garage, General Ying Yu, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He took the down jacket from the back seat and put it on He Qing's chest. love into his arms.

Even through the center console, half of He Qing's body was soft enough to meet Yu Jiang's chest.

He opened his eyes halfway, leaned lazily, and touched his thighs with his fingers, feeling like he was about to die.

"You don't feel well today,"

He Qing was surprised when he heard this, but there was still no expression on his face.

Ying Yu softened his eyes, squeezed He Qing's earlobe with his big hands, and then kissed the corner of his lips lightly, rubbing his ears together and said: "I won't force you to ask, but if you can't bear it, you must say it."

Just for a moment, when she was kissed firmly, He Qing didn't want to bother with those surveillance cameras anymore.

As if resigned to his fate, he wrapped his arms around Ying Yujiang's neck, and kissed back while hugging.

But too gentle.

He Qing's side face touched the tip of Ying Yujiang's nose, and rubbed against each other, his eyes rolled around without looking at the probe.

He rested his left hand on the steering wheel, his right elbow against the backrest, holding Ying Yujiang's face in his palm, and begged in a low voice, "I don't want to say it yet."

Can't say.

That night, He Qing changed his own Maserati in the garage and the president went home, while Ying and Jiang were wrapped in down jackets and squatted on the balcony to smoke.

You can have a panoramic view of the prosperity and splendor of the entire Jinjiang District.

The filter tip is almost flattened, and the strawberry flavor is so full that it leaks even from the fingertips.

The white mist covered the eyes, blurring the lights of thousands of houses in the city. Ying Yujiang took a deep breath, and could feel the scorching heat of the sparks rushing upwards, scalding his lips and teeth.

Chengdu is really prosperous, really.

Considering that the He family is the leader in the car sales industry in Chengdu, if something happens in the future, Pangu really can't think about it.

Should and will have considered whether to do other industries.

He can't die without the car, but he can't die without the congratulations.

Before coming to Chengdu, my best brother in Chengdu was in the hotel industry. All the luxury hotels invested in Beijing came to Chengdu to invest. Please, I don't make too much money.

Before last year in Chengdu, I heard that Tianfu Square was designated as a film and television town by the municipal project, so his brother invested in a Hilton Hotel next to Tianfu Square. No trace.

Coupled with the newly built Maoye Marriott and Lamborghini Shuyuan Hotel are all nearby, and further south is the gathering place of five-star hotels on the Jiuyan Bridge. Even if Hilton opens, it may not be very easy.

Ying and Jiang invested money in the Lamborghini Shuyuan Hotel, waiting for the money back, the market doesn't look too bad.

He didn't dare to tell Ying's family about this at all, for fear of being hit by his father with a cane and lying on the ground.

His Ying family has been running a foreign car dealership at the root of the imperial city for three generations...

When it came to him, as long as Ying Kun and his grandfather didn't nod their heads in agreement, then they had to keep going.

He knew all about the problems at the Jaguar test drive event at the Golden Harbor Circuit this morning, so he arranged for someone to go to the hospital. Pangu was open for business as usual, and everything went on as usual.

Although the accident is so annoying, in two or three months, Jaguar's 4S store next to Pangu will still have to open as scheduled.

Ying Yujiang suddenly remembered that when He Qing touched the back of his neck in the morning, his expression was as if the tattoo was stuck on his body, and he almost breathed out to himself, and his voice was like a gossamer: "It hurts so much." Bar?"

He took a sip of hot water and coughed: "It's okay."

He Qing strangled her neck and pretended to be dead, lying on Ying Yujiang's body, her handsome face blushing and buried in the down jacket on the white sheet: "I am very touched..."

Ying Yujiang just wanted to raise his hand to pull the quilt, so as not to suffocate He Qing, but the infusion tube restricted his movement, so he could only move his mouth: "You also get a tattoo."

He propped his elbows on the bed, bent half of his body to tease He Qing: "Tattoo on the buttocks."

He Qing blushed: "What's the tattoo?"

It is rare for Ying and Jiang to play a rogue in language: "Tattoo, Ying and Jiang are specially..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by He Qing's hand, and the tip of the latter's ears became wet again, and he cursed in a low voice: "You are not being honest when you have a blood transfusion?"

Ying and Jiang said solemnly, "I can also get tattoos."

After thinking about it for a while, He Qing thought about the position and text of the tattoo that should be and will be needed, and still scolded with a shy face: "It hurts you!"

My thoughts stopped here, and the stars in front of me reflected each other. Ying Yujiang set his eyes a little farther, and looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky.

He thought of He Qing's eyebrows and eyes.

Hold up the cigarette butt that is about to burn out in your hand, facing the dark night, it seems to be dotted with stars.

Sitting until past twelve o'clock in the evening, the whole pack of cigarettes was empty, Ying Yujiang just put the cigarette butts in the ashtray on the balcony, patted the ash on his pants, and went into the house.

……

He Qing stood at the door of the house for half an hour. She was about to freeze to death before she dared to step in.

He parked the President Maserati in the open garage, and he was not in the mood to go into the basement today.

Standing on the steps in front of her house, He Qing watched her first love car being baptized by the cold spring wind, and her heart felt cold.

I don't know if there is a chance to gallop on the battlefield again after this trip.

After all, he has to fight with his father, no, in short, to the end.

The car keys can't be taken away all at once?

It is really fatal.

As soon as he entered the house, Mother He took a bowl of pear water and asked He Qing to drink some to moisten his throat.

When the sugar water entered her throat, He Qing only felt astringent.

Before his footsteps were steady, he saw his father standing by the fence on the second floor, holding a roll of newspaper in his hand, knocking on the railing, looking down at He Qing standing in the living room on the first floor, and said sharply: " Come up."

Here I am.

After talking with his father, He Qing knew where something was missing.

He Dingli took He Qing's ID number and checked the room opening record.

He seldom went out to open a room, and after checking, he found out that He Qing had a drink with Lanzhou Fengtang that night, and Ying and Jiang had a banquet in Yuzhilan. After eating, they came to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel. Just in time, I was afraid that Ying and Jiang would smell the smoke and strip Lanzhou's clothes off.

At that time, He Qing was dizzy from drinking, opened the door of the room, jumped on Ying Yujiang in the corridor, dragged him into the room with his arms around his neck.

When He Dingli said these details slowly, He Qing had no expression on his face, because he remembered such a thing.

"One o'clock in the morning, congratulations."

He saw that his father's hands wrapped in newspapers trembled a little, and he frowned. The groove between the middle-aged man's forehead deepened, and his voice seemed to be polished with sandpaper from his throat.

"I sat in front of the computer all afternoon and made sure that no second person entered your room."

He Qing knew that his father was on the verge of breaking out right now, and the veins on his forehead were bursting out.

"Then, you didn't come out until nine o'clock the next morning."

He stiffened his neck and let out a heavy "hmm".

In the next second, He Dingli's face suddenly changed color, and he stood up abruptly from the office sofa. The newspaper rolled into strips in his hand was thrown up, and it was slapped on He Qing's face. With a "snap", the newspaper was folded up.

"Do you have any shame?"

He Qing didn't dare to cover her face.

Half of his face was turned sideways, he was panting slightly, a red mark appeared on his fair skin, it would probably swell up soon.

Not even a hiss, he didn't want to show any weakness.

"I have supervised you several times a year, and I have never intervened in how I like to play. After this investigation, you let me see that you have a room with a man?"

After finishing the sentence, He Dingli's chest heaved violently, his face gradually turned blue, and he scolded angrily: "The Feng family doesn't care about that kid Fengtang, it doesn't mean I don't care about you!"

His dad was going crazy.

"He Qing, this is the free growth you want!"

He Qing lowered her eyes and said nothing, she gritted her teeth stubbornly.

His father knows him too well. He Qing has been like this since he was a child. He was neither rebellious nor obedient. When he was taught by his elders, he shut up and did not speak. He resisted completely silently. His left ear went in and his right ear went out. What should he do after listening to it? why go.

He Dingli felt uncomfortable seeing his reticent appearance, and didn't want to say any more, so he waved his hand and sat down a little tiredly.

"I haven't told your mother about this yet... I broke it myself, I pretend it never happened."

He Qing's eyelids trembled, and she sniffed.

He understood his father so well that he couldn't refute it, and stood still.

He Qing is He Dingli's only son, and he is pampered and pampered. The whole family hopes that he will grow up well, make the family business more smooth, marry a beautiful Chengdu girl, and give birth to a big fat boy.

How could this be expected.

Even if it's a competitor, it's still a man.

He Dingli saw that he was standing there motionless, with a look of daggers and flames on his face, and rubbed his forehead, which really gave him a headache, and said: "Tomorrow will be divided... one day later I will confiscate a piece of your car key. When I see your actions, I will stop your card."

Upon hearing this, He Qing turned around and left the study.

When he opened the door, he saw that Mother He was standing at the door of the study with her mouth covered, her hair bun pulled aside, her face was wet, she looked closely at the wet tears, and she stared at him with wide eyes.

He Qingxin was in pain immediately, she supported He's mother's body, and murmured in a low voice: "Mom..."

Clutching the sleeves in her hands, Mother He touched He Qing's red and swollen face with the soft cotton of the cardigan, tried her best to control her emotions, and whispered, "I'll come to your room later. You apply it."

He Qing felt even more uncomfortable. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Mother He held He Qing's wrist tightly with a pair of soft hands, patted it comfortingly, and comforted her: "Tell your father well, it's okay, son."

Just now he was scolded and yelled at by his father, but he didn't feel any regret at all. When he went out and bumped into his mother who was eavesdropping, He Qing's eyes turned red.

But he really, really doesn't want to turn back.

He Qing nodded, and pacified He Mu's back, and Sa Yazi ran to her room.

When he went back to his father's study, He Qing took out three bank cards from his pocket, two gold and one silver, and put them on his father's desk.

He took out his left hand hidden behind his back, spread out his palm, and spread the seven car keys on the table.

His McLaren P1, his Lamborghini Centenario, his Ferrari 812, his Maserati President, his Audi R8, Porsche Panamera, and the Mercedes-Benz G that he just bought...

He Qing gritted her teeth, and bravely raised her head to see his father's pale face.

He didn't know if Mother He was still listening at the door.

He Qing was dressed thinly, the air conditioner was not turned on in this room, and the door of the room was not closed. The wind made him tremble all over, but his words were steady.

He Qing closed her eyes: "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry."

Really sorry.