C48

LAN Gang is in a hurry. "Yue Yue, you are confused. I have done so much to make you happy. You - ah."

LAN Yue ignores his disappointed face and covers the quilt for him. "Dad, I'll go to Yanjun now to make it clear to him. Besides, we can't hide your plan to save grandpa Qi. Let's find an opportunity to confess to him one day. I'm sure grandpa Qi won't blame you."

"Yue Yue, Yue Yue!"

Left langang's anxious call behind his ears, Langyue left the ward and took out her mobile phone to search Qi's location.

This is what he specially set for her in college, so that she can locate his mobile phone at any time. No second person has this honor. When she remembers the past, LAN Yue can't help but chuckle at the corner of her mouth, with a little bit of shyness and expectation.

The location quickly gives the result - he's lost color.

"How did brother Qi get there?" LAN Yue murmured, and immediately took a taxi to get lost in color. As a place where only VIP can get in and out freely, she was stopped outside the door. Finally, she said that she came to Qi Yanjun and the bodyguard's face showed hesitation.

LAN Yue took the chance and ran in.

The location shows that he is on the 12th floor, and LAN Yue reaches the target floor. He pushes open the door of the first private room, but he is startled by the limit level picture on the sofa, and rushes out.

"I'm sorry, you go on."

She pushed the second one aside, with the same result.

After breaking into several boxes in a row, the manager couldn't sit down. He called some bodyguards on the walkie talkie and asked them to drag LAN Yue out. LAN Yue tried to avoid it and pushed open the door in front of him. At a glance, he saw a man who seemed to be boneless and leaning on a brown leather sofa.

"Brother Qi!"

She exclaimed in surprise. The pursuers behind looked at each other. The manager seemed to be familiar with Qi Yanjun. He hesitated for a while, waved and left with others.

The light in the box was dim, and LAN Yue could not see his face clearly, so she could only identify himself from the clothes he was wearing. She walked over and kicked a bottle of wine coldly. Only then did she find that Qi Yanjun had thrown a dozen bottles, big and small, under his feet. The smell of wine in the air was very strong.

She frowned, "brother Qi, why do you drink so much wine?"

And make yourself into this virtue.

Qi Yanjun's white shirt has several dark red wine stains, his tie is loose and loose on one side, his black hair is messy, showing a decadent atmosphere, completely without the elegance and calm of paying attention to the image at ordinary times.

He lazily raised his eyes, some lax pupils fixed to look at not far away blue Yue, laughing frivolous.

"Oh, where is this girl? She looks like my little green plum."

His

Red halo climbed onto blue Yue's cheek, she sat beside him, and before she opened her mouth, she was held in his arms by a man. He leaned against her neck socket, smelled her fresh body fragrance, and his drunken face flashed a wild color, muttering unconsciously.

"Little yue'er, little yue'er --"

his intimate whispers made blue Yue happy and shy. She did not resist. She wrapped her arms around his strong waist, raised her head and kissed his cheek. Then she lowered her head as if she had done a bad thing, and asked in a low voice, "brother Qi, I like you, and I want to marry you, would you like to marry me?"

Qi Yanjun's heart strings are stirred by the soft and graceful female body in his arms. He turns over and directly presses people on the sofa. A pair of bloodshot eyes find her soft red lips and kiss her without thinking. At this time, he does not have the ability to think, like an irrational beast, acting on his heart's desire.

For his suohuan, LAN Yue hardly hesitated. She offered her red lips, and her clothes fell in disorder, showing the picture of eighteen prohibitions.

At the moment when they became one, LAN Yue was only glad that she had locked the door.

If there's a bold ghost like her, she's going to freak out.

"Xiaoyueer --"

the best love in the world is nothing more than that I love you, and you just love me.

That's good.

One night, LAN Yuexiang's sweaty nest was in his arms. He was very tired and slept. Before going to sleep, he did not forget to pull a blanket to cover their bodies.

The European style wall clock on the wall makes a ticking sound. With the passing of time, the charming and passionate atmosphere is gradually replaced by the warm and quiet atmosphere.

Buzzing -

the mobile phone at hand suddenly vibrated, thinking that Lan Yue, who had just fallen asleep, had been woken up. She strongly propped up her aching body, looked at Qi Yanjun, who had not been woken up because of the hangover, picked up her mobile phone, lowered her voice and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Miss LAN, I'm sorry. Your father had complications an hour ago. He died after the rescue failed. Please come and deal with your father's affairs as soon as possible!" The caller is the attending physician in charge of LAN gang.

“……”

Boom.His words were like a bolt from the blue. In an instant, blue Yue, who was immersed in happiness, was brought into the ice and snow. She said "good" with trembling lips and hung up the phone.

Even though she had prepared her mind, when the cruel reality came, she still found it hard to accept.

Blue Yue eyes rolling crystal clear water, stooped in Qi Yan Jun's lips fell a kiss of attachment, choked.

"Brother Qi, mom is gone, and now Dad has left me. I only have you."

She put on her clothes and tried not to make any noise, so as not to wake Qi Yanjun up. She looked at him with her eyes full of nostalgia and grief, and then she came out of the box silently. Then she gently took the door and walked quickly in the corridor.

Ran a distance of blue Yue did not see, a delicate and graceful figure quietly appeared from the hiding place, she hated to stare at the back of blue Yue trot, look grudgingly terrible, damaged her delicate face, only heard two words of biting.

"Blue Yue!"

Squeak -

until the figure of LAN Yue disappeared, the woman unscrewed the door of the box. After looking around the room, she immediately analyzed what the two had done in it. She almost bit a silver tooth, and finally calmed down. She immediately took off her clothes and lay down beside Qi Yanjun. At the bottom of her eyes, she saw a certain cold light.

A few hours later, Qi Yanjun opened his eyes quietly, and the pain in his brain made him rub his temples.

"Banyan, are you awake?"

The soft female voice suddenly made Qi Yanjun's body stiff. He looked back at her. After he saw her face and her body, his face changed slightly. He held her forehead and began to recall what happened last night. But except for the plot before he was drunk, he basically couldn't remember the follow-up, just vaguely remembering to go to bed with a woman.

"Last night, it was you?"

"It's me."

Xu miaolung bowed his head and looked at a place on the white carpet. Qi Yanjun saw the blooming blood flower along her line of sight. His eyes changed and changed. He dressed quickly with a cold face and walked towards the door.

"Banjun --"

behind him is Xu miaolung's sad and helpless retention. Qi wanted to say that he would compensate her, and his words circled around his mouth. In his mind, the conversation he heard in front of the ward last night came to mind. His eyes suddenly became cold eight degrees. He threw down a few words and opened the door of the box and left quickly.

"I will be responsible."

……

LAN Yue spent three days to deal with LAN Gang's affairs. These three days, she was so busy that she didn't touch the ground. When she finally got free, old Qi asked her if she would marry Qi Yanjun again. She thought of his call of "little yue'er" and nodded her head severely.

"I will."

In this way, their marriage was settled.

And then

When she found him with a smile and told him the good news, he didn't have the joy she imagined, only the disgust. For the first time, he showed a malicious look to her, "for the position of the little lady of Qi family, LAN Yue, you can be shameless to this extent. I used to look down on you!"

PA --

something seems to be broken in the bottom of my heart, which is Lan Yue's dream of more than ten years.

She guessed wrong. Maybe in his mind, she was only a sister, so when he learned that their marriage had been decided, he would be so furious that he even took her as his enemy.

Qi Yanjun's body is leaning slightly, the romantic peach blossom eyes are shining with the cold light, smiling in her ear, which is an ambiguous and frivolous gesture, but the words let blue Yue feel cold at the bottom of her heart.

"Want to marry me? I am as you wish. "

"I just hope you don't regret it later."

Blue Yue watched his back go away, a drop of clear tears slipped over his eyes, fell to the ground, disappeared.

At that moment, she faintly felt that she was wrong.

Later, it turned out.

She's really wrong.

The wedding was in full swing. She tried to repent, but old Qi would not agree. In addition, she found out that she was pregnant and had a fluke mentality. She became Qi's wife.

In the end, the wedding without the groom opened her nightmare.

Blue Yue peels her thoughts from the memories. During the period of recalling the past, her eyes quickly flied over the restlessness, expectation, joy and other emotions, and finally came to a dead silence. She washed her cold face again, her eyes were sour, but no tears came out.

If she had not misunderstood him that night, she would not have had a relationship with him.

Then these two children will not be conceived in her womb.

She had them, but she couldn't protect them.

I'm sorry I'm sorry

LAN Yue lies on the bed and slowly closes her eyes.

In the hospital, it's as calm as the sea without splashing. LAN Yue still stays in the ward every day. She doesn't go anywhere except the restroom. She looks at the sky quietly every day. It looks as if she's in a daze or thinking about something. She can't tell."Little Yuer."

Suddenly a low mute male voice sounded behind her. LAN Yue didn't turn back and felt that she was being held. "I'll pick you up and go home."

“……”