Thin lips pursed into sharp lines, sword eyebrows stars, dark pupil like a pool of deep lake, attracting people want to explore.

Li Yu looked at it, but she felt a little crazy. She didn't know what kind of ecstasy Luo Feiqi had been given. He didn't want such a handsome and golden man. Although the man was good later, it seems that Mr. Yun is better.

But then Li Yu turns to think that Luo Feiqi doesn't know that cherishing is not just cheap. As long as he firmly holds Yun Qianmo in his hand, he can step on Luo Feiqi one day.

The car stops suddenly when the sharp brake sounds. Li Yu's head falls straight forward and is pulled back by the safety belt. Before he can react from the shock, Yun Qianmo's cold voice rings in the car.

"Get out of the car!"

Obediently untie the seat belt, open the door, what you see is a quite luxurious hotel. Li Yu can't help but feel a little nervous when she understands Yun Qianmo's intention.

Yun Qianmo noticed her mood change, looked at her condescensively and said in a cold voice: "it's still time to go back!"

Shaking his head and suppressing his sense of shame, Li Yu walks to the hotel behind Yun Qianmo and takes the VIP elevator all the way to the top floor.

This hotel is one of the properties under the name of Yun Qianmo. The VIP room on the top floor is kept for him at any time, which is convenient for Yun Qianmo to come to check in at any time. After brushing his fingerprints, the thick solid wood gate comes and Yun Qianmo steps in.

The decoration of the presidential suite is very luxurious. The most eye-catching thing is the wine cabinet not far from the entrance. Behind the transparent glass, dozens of kinds of red wine are neatly placed. The constant temperature freezer ensures their freshness and taste.

Yun Qianmo didn't care at all. Li Yu, who was a little at a loss behind him, went over and took out a bottle of red wine at random, poured a glass for himself and poured it down. The precious red wine seemed to turn into beer just for getting drunk in front of him.

When Li Yu approached him, Yun Qianmo slowly drank a glass of red wine. It seemed that only in this way could he be relieved.

He didn't even give Li Yu the slightest look. Yun Qianmo, as if he didn't feel that there was another person in the room, drank red wine one by one.

Li Yu hesitated to stand aside. After a long struggle in her heart, she finally summoned up her courage to step forward. Standing in the sight of Yun Qianmo, she endured her shame and took off her coat, then her shirt button.

Cloud Qian Mo coldly looking at her, did not set a word, but also no action. Under the sharp eyes of Yun Qianmo like a cheetah, Li Yu suddenly has the illusion that she is a prey under the claw of a beast.

The goblet was placed on the marble tea table, making a "Ding" sound. Yun Qianmo stood up, and the distance between them was very close. He even needed to stretch out his hand to take Li Yu into his arms.

Li Yu is more and more nervous by such a close distance. The sense of oppression on Yun Qianmo's body is like substance. Li Yu's fingers are shaking violently, and the simple action of undoing the button can't be done.

Cloud Qian Mo suddenly attached, dark eyes silently looking at the people in front of him, although has a very similar face with Luo Feiqi, but this is not her.

"Bang!" Yun Qianmo suddenly gets angry, turns around and puts his foot on the coffee table, making a dull sound. Li Yu is scared by him, steps back, leans on the wall and looks at him in horror.

No matter how similar the person in front of him is, he is not Luo Feiqi. This kind of cowardly expression, like a lamb to be slaughtered, will never appear in front of Luo Feiqi.

His ball is publicity, wanton and beautiful, just like a poppy, people can't help but indulge in it.

"Go away!" Yun Qianmo's voice is hoarse with deep pain.

With the huge sound of closing the door, the room quieted down. In addition to his heavy breathing, Yun Qianmo could not hear any other sound and sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Yun Qianmo picked up the red wine again, only when he was drunk, he would not be full of Luo Feiqi.

At this time, Luo Feiqi is curled up on the bed, staring blankly at the neon outside the landing window. Tears slowly fall from her eyes, but she is not aware of it, just like a rag doll who has lost money.

As soon as you close your eyes, Luo Feiqi's eyes are full of the last look of Yun Qianmo, with disappointment and pain, and a little fragile. She has never seen Yun Qianmo that way, so invincible, unreasonable!

However, Luo Feiqi also knows that he is just a double in Yun Qianmo's eyes. Even if it's not now, the real person in his heart will come back one day. It's better to let go now than to fall too deep.At least, I can keep a little dignity for myself.

Although reason thinks so, but, Luo Feiqi still cannot let go. As soon as she thinks that she and Yun Qianmo may not even be friends and that she can only be a stranger, Luo Feiqi feels that her heart is aching and she can hardly breathe.

When you click on wechat, the top one is Yun Qianmo. In the chat box, there is his last advice. Let yourself have a good meal and take good care of your body in the crew. Luo Feiqi looks at it, his eyes are hot, and the words on the screen are blurred because of tears.

Luo Feiqi wipes her tears, and her fingers slide on the screen. Yun Qianmo cares about what she says, what she says when joking with herself, and what they say when they have nothing to do.

These chat records are just like the last straw, which completely presses Luo Feiqi's psychological defense line, even if it is a temporary substitute.

Luo Feiqi finally recognizes her heart. She falls in love with Yun Qianmo and can't bear to become a stranger with him.

Shaking hands, Luo Feiqi is about to dial yunqianmo's phone, but a headline pops up on Weibo. His eyes are oblivious to it, but he can't move his eyes.

"Shengshi president Yun Qianmo and Xinhuan hotel have a secret meeting!"

Luo Feiqi looked at the news, his face flashed a lot of complex looks. Pop up box disappeared after a few seconds, but Luo Feiqi seems to be unable to react to it, stiff arm, with a kind of funny posture.

Click on the message push of microblog, and what jumps into Luo Feiqi's eyes are several photos. At the door of the brightly lit Hotel, Yun Qianmo and a girl walk into the lobby. Luo Feiqi can see clearly, and the person who follows Yun Qianmo is Li Yu.

The corners of her mouth are full of sarcastic radians. These photos are like a crisp slap on Luo Feiqi's face, which breaks her last fantasy and makes her fully understand the reality.