The villain rolls over online [Quick Pass]

What Li Qiubai wanted was for Jiang Feijin to be shocked after being exposed by his deception. As for his revenge, Li Qiubai didn't mind, because none of them would make him feel pain, but he didn't expect that Yes, it was Jiang Feijin who would say such things to him.

"What did you say?"

"What? Can't you?" Jiang Feijin's tone was indifferent and frivolous, "In that case, let's go."

He lowered his head and opened the file, and added: "But I can't guarantee what will happen to Mrs. Li after you leave."

He seemed to be just stating, but Li Qiubai heard the threat.

"Why...you want me?" Li Qiubai asked quietly, the smile on his face faded, there was no audience, and he didn't have to continue performing, "Do you still like me?"

Jiang Feijin tightened his hand holding the pen, and let out a sneer: "Of course not—as you said, just be happy, I didn't have a good time that night, I just want to continue playing, and when I get tired, you can leave gone."

In Li Qiubai's ears, these words automatically became - when Jiang Feijin got tired of it, he really let go of it in his heart, and the illusion was broken.

"Okay." He said, if this is Jiang Feijin's way of revenge... He has experienced it for a thousand years, and he has long been numb.

Sure enough, Jiang Feijin was still the same person after all, and his style of acting was so similar.

He agreed, and Jiang Feijin pursed her lips, feeling depressed in her heart.

Why did you agree so easily?

Does he really not care at all?

Jiang Feijin dropped the pen in his hand, leaned back on the stool, and said coldly, "Take it off."

"...What?" Li Qiubai frowned slightly.

"Take off your clothes." Jiang Feijin explained patiently.

Li Qiubai looked around, "Here?"

He remembered that when Secretary Wang came to the door, there was no lock, which meant that someone might come in this place at any time.

"No?" Jiang Feijin asked.

He was embarrassing Li Qiubai, and Li Qiubai knew it well, he definitely took a look at him, the weather wasn't too cold today, he came to see Jiang Feijin, he was wearing a suit, before he came, he didn't expect such a situation situation.

Not long after, Li Qiubai silently raised his hand and unbuttoned his jacket, took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa, his knuckle fingers touched the buttons of his shirt again, and unbuttoned them one by one.

The delicate collarbone is exposed. Li Qiubai's figure has always been lean, but not too thick. He also has the muscle lines that should be there, but it is not so exaggerated.

He unbuttoned the shirt and threw the white shirt on the sofa, and he started to untie the belt again.

The blue veins on Jiang Feijin's forehead were bulging. Seeing him so agile, he had no sense of shame at all, and he didn't know whether to be angry with himself or him.

After Li Qiubai pulled down his belt, Jiang Feijin couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up suddenly from his seat, walked to Li Qiubai, grabbed his wrist, and opened another door of the office. It was his lounge, with only one bed in it, and occasionally he would spend the night in the office, complete with toiletries.

Li Qiubai also rested here, Jiang Feijin turned on the light in the room, closed the door with a "bang", and threw Li Qiubai on the bed.

When the naked skin touched the cold quilt, Li Qiubai's upper body tensed instantly. Jiang Feijin looked at him with downcast eyes, and slowly began to take off his clothes. The person is not him.

The lounge has everything that should be there, and Jiang Feijin doesn't know whether he is sure that Li Qiubai will come, or what kind of thoughts he has, he has everything that should be prepared.

It was not the first time for the two of them, Jiang Feijin was quite patient and did not rush forward bravely.

Li Qiubai raised his hands to cover his eyes.

When the action became more intense, Jiang Feijin also pursed his lips without saying a word. He looked at Li Qiubai's expression, the emotions in his eyes were chaotic and complicated, and he suppressed his anger.

How many other people have seen him like this? Thinking of this, Jiang Feijin was so jealous that he went crazy, and his movements became even more ruthless.

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After finishing the work, Li Qiubai was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, sweat clinging to his skin. If Jiang Feijin was tender and affectionate the first time, Jiang Feijin this time Feijin is like a wild beast in her heart that has been released, without restraint.

It's been a long time since Li Qiubai had such a hearty moment, and he couldn't get used to it for a while.

Jiang Feijin put on his clothes and said, "Today, go back to my house."

Li Qiubai slightly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Jiang Feijin's thin lips revealed indifferent words: "What a lover should do, I hope you will behave better, Young Master Li Er."

Li Qiubai closed his eyes, and for a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Got it."

Li Qiubai lives in Jiang Feijin's house. His previous clothes are still in the closet of Jiang Feijin's house. He works in Li's family during the day and comes back at night to take a shower and wait for Jiang Feijin to come back. Jiang Feijin comes back most of the time. Very late, sometimes Li Qiubai fell asleep and would be woken up by him.

The two began to live together in this way, and it was considered harmonious. Most of the time, Jiang Feijin only had one expression, that is, expressionless, extremely cold, but extremely enthusiastic on the bed.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, New Year's Eve was supposed to be a lively night for the family, but the Li family had their own affairs, Li's company came back to life, Li's father and Li Xiuming were the busiest, and the cell phones on the dinner table that night were constantly answering.

Li's mother took the opportunity to talk to Li Qiubai about finding a partner again, and Li Qiubai's forehead felt a dull pain.A meal was not finished, Li's father and Li Xiuming returned to the company, Li Qiubai listened to Li's mother nagging for half an hour, and said with relief that he already had a date.

Li's mother was overwhelmed with surprises, and asked all kinds of questions about where the girl was from and whether she recognized her.

Li Qiubai lied: "You don't know your former classmates."

Li's mother asked again: "It should be about the same age as you, when will you take it home and meet?"

Li Qiubai responded vaguely: "We'll talk about it when we have a chance."

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. Li Qiubai glanced at the incoming call, got up and went outside to answer the call. The call was a sales call. He hung up the phone outside, and did not enter the room right away, and then left after a while. go in.

"I have to go back first, I have something to do." Li Qiubai said to Li's mother.

Li's mother: "What's the matter? Are you in a hurry? If you're not in a hurry, you can stay here tonight."

"It's urgent." Li Qiubai picked up the coat on the sofa, "Next time."

Li Qiubai's relationship with his family is not very deep, and Li Xiuming is the one who communicates with him the most in Li's family.

There are two sons in the Li family. Li's mother puts all her hopes on Li Xiuming. In this family, Li Qiubai is the one who is ignored most of the time. Recently, Li's mother has been concerned about the love life of the youngest son on a whim. , Li Qiubai really has a headache about this.

He took his coat and left Li's house.

He said that when he went back, it was only Jiang Feijin who returned. At this time in previous years, Jiang Feijin spent time in the company. He had already cut off contact with his family before he went to college. He has no worries and has been alone until now. .

Li Qiubai subconsciously thought that Jiang Feijin was also staying at the company overnight, and he didn't think too much when he went back.

He drove the car downstairs to the apartment, parked the car, and went upstairs with the key.

The room was pitch black, and as soon as Li Qiubai opened the door, he smelled the smell of smoke. He paused, and reached out to touch the light switch to turn it on.

The room suddenly lit up.

On the sofa in the living room, Jiang Feijin was sitting with his back to the door. The ashtray on the coffee table had several cigarettes extinguished, and the air smelled of smoke.

There was a gap in the balcony, and the cold wind came in. The air conditioner was not turned on in the living room, and it was not much warmer than outside.

Li Qiubai changed into his slippers and entered the door, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Jiang Feijin didn't look at him, but pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, and said in a deep voice, "It's too bright."

Too bright, it seems that this room is too quiet and empty.

"Why are you back?" Jiang Feijin glanced at him.

"I'll be back after dinner." Li Qiubai said casually, not wanting to mention anything about the Li family.

"Live here tonight?" Jiang Feijin asked again.

Li Qiubai seemed to have heard something funny, and let out a chuckle: "Mr. Jiang, if you want to drive me out, I can go to a hotel."

Jiang Feijin pursed her lips and said nothing.

Li Qiubai sat down on the other side of the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, drank a couple of sips and felt a bit hungry, had dinner at Li's house, he didn't really eat much, he got up and went to eat under the kitchen, and felt a bit hungry again. It's not good to eat alone, so I politely asked the "cohabiting roommate" if he wanted to eat something.

"Yes." Jiang Feijin said calmly, "I want a poached egg."

It was already ten o'clock, Li Qiubai thought that Jiang Feijin would not eat again after eating, and it was just a symbolic question, but he did not expect to get a positive answer, Jiang Feijin rarely asked for food.

"Okay." Li Qiubai agreed, it didn't take much effort to cook more bowls of noodles, he took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves to work.

In about 15 minutes, two bowls of noodles came out. The vermicelli was very light, with an egg on top and chopped green onion sprinkled on it. It smelled very fragrant and made people very appetizing. One position, bowed his head, mixed the noodles, and started to eat.

Jiang Feijin sat down opposite him, glanced at the noodles, then at Li Qiubai.

Li Qiubai may not remember it long ago. On New Year's Eve in his sophomore year in high school, it was very cold and it was snowing outside the window. He just got into a fight with someone, and he can't remember the reason. The brightest thing in his memory is the one in front of him. people.

That night Li Qiubai carefully prescribed the medicine for him, mumbled caring words, and also ordered a bowl of noodles for him, and said happy New Year's Eve to him with a smile on his face.

After so many years, the noodles still taste the same, nothing has improved.

Jiang Feijin's drooping eyes covered the emotions in his eyes.

Below Li Qiubai, Jiang Feijin washes the dishes.

Li Qiubai didn't feel tired at all, he nestled on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The smell of smoke in the living room has dissipated, the door leading to the balcony has been closed, the temperature is gradually rising, the lively sound of the TV echoes in the room, a light snow falls outside the window at some point, the snowflakes fall on the window, and soon melt again open.

Jiang Feijin finished washing the dishes in the kitchen, sat next to Li Qiubai, and silently followed him to watch TV, the indifferent aura on his body softened a little.

Li Qiubai misunderstood what he meant, and after sitting for more than ten minutes, he saw that Jiang Feijin had no tendency to go to sleep, so he turned his head and asked, "Do you want to do it? I'm going to take a shower."

This sentence seemed to touch the point of thunder, and Jiang Feijin's slightly soft complexion suddenly became tense. He grabbed Li Qiubai who got up and was about to go to the bathroom.

Li Qiubai stopped and looked down at him, "Here?"

"What... do you think you are?" Jiang Feijin's voice was indifferent, with some indescribable emotion.

Li Qiubai was silent, not quite understanding why he asked this question, he opened his mouth and answered: "Your lover."