Chapter 131

"Cough." Wei Yan began, "not next time."

As soon as the voice dropped, there was a footstep outside. Zheng Qu's intimate heart is tight, quickly covers Wei Yan's mouth, lest he make a sound again. Through some gaps, he could see the woman's white skirt.

Gradually, the skirt is coming this way.

Zheng Quzhi breathed heavily and did not dare to move. He just lay on Wei Yan's body. But the woman stopped. Zheng Quzhi's hand was shaking for fear of seeing the woman's eyes in the gap.

But fortunately, the scene in the horror film did not appear, and the woman's skirt soon disappeared, and the footsteps gradually went out. Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief and took back his hand.

"Wei Oh Zheng Quzhi moved up. As soon as he uttered a syllable, his lips were blocked. He glared at Wei Yan with wide eyes and some lights from outside.

Wei Yan Kiss him???!

What the hell is this! How many fuckin 'times??

Wei Yan's eyes glanced out. Zheng Qu knew that Fu was in his heart. He was stiff in this posture, and his eyes looked out. I saw, outside I do not know when the white skirt appeared again.

Zheng Qu knew that the skin of his eyes jumped, and he did not dare to move.

The woman lingered in the shop for a while, and then left. This time, after waiting for a long time, Zheng Quzhi turned his head slightly. This space is a little crowded. He can't lift his head, so he can only wipe Wei Yan's face, and finally his lips stop in Wei Yan's ear.

"Shall we go out?" With a complete sentence, Zheng Quzhi found that his voice was a little dumb.

"Well." Wei Yan also moved and lowered her eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Zheng Quzhi went out first. As soon as he went out, he saw himself in the mirror beside him. His hair was disorderly like a bird's nest, but his face was red and his small lips were also red.

"You just pressed my hand." Wei Yan suddenly said.

Zheng Quzhi only felt that the air was a little hot and dry. He knew that Wei Yan meant that Wei Yan's hand was pressed down, so he couldn't cover his mouth, so he had to use his own mouth to stop him from talking

"It's OK. It's OK." For a long time, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

After saying that, two people are a burst of silence, the atmosphere is a little embarrassed. Suddenly, seeing a corner of the newspaper in Wei Yan's pocket, Zheng Quzhi picked it up and forced him to chat: "what's so special about this newspaper? Do you cherish it like this?"

Then he unfolded the newspaper.

Wei Yan's eyes moved, her fingers trembled slightly, but she didn't move.

Zheng Quzhi glanced carelessly and said, "in 2014, I will still be a national husband..."

After that, he handed the newspaper to Wei Yan. He thought that Wei Yan wanted to read the newspaper, so he put it away.

Wei Yan reaches out to take it. Seeing Zheng Quzhi not paying attention, he slowly turns to the page behind him. In the middle, a man in a white shirt smiles at the camera.

It was a newspaper a few years ago. In the most striking places, there was always news about the most popular stars at that time.

After a gentle look, he carefully avoided the picture, folded it up and put it back in his pocket.

***

the woman may have gone far away. Wei Yan suddenly touched Zheng Quzhi's chin and sighed: "it's bleeding."

Zheng Quzhi was stunned. He also reached out and touched it. Before that band aid fell off, the small wound was opened with affectation. One touch is a piece of wet.

"How can you still bleed?" Zheng Quzhi frowned and thought of Wei Yan's hand injury, and then asked with concern: "how is your hand?"

"No more." Wei Yan subconsciously put his hand on his wrist and moved his eyes.

Zheng Quzhi casually wiped the blood with the back of his hand and looked out at his eyes, "what are we going to do now?"

"Go back." Wei Yan pursed her lips and reached out to hold Zheng Quzhi's arm to stop him from wiping blood. She took a step closer to Zheng Quzhi. Her eyes gradually deepened. She could not help but lower her head and covered her lips on the wound.

"Hello Zheng Quzhi was surprised, goose bumps got an arm, and quickly pushed Wei Yan away.

Wei Yan stepped back a few steps, and her lips were stained with some blood, which made her look particularly charming. Zheng Qu took a deep breath and frowned tightly. His tone was a little blunt: "what are you doing?"

These days, he and Wei Yan's mode of getting along with each other is really weird, to be exact, it is a little ambiguous.

Wei Yan also frowned. Zheng Quzhi's resistance was so obvious that he would not believe Zheng Quzhi's saliva could stop bleeding. After a long silence, he said, "ah, it was Wei Chen just now. I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi was stunned and unconsciously touched his neck. The scar bitten by Wei Chen last time is not very real, but you can see a small scar when you look carefully.

"And you now?" Zheng Quzhi was worried.

"It's OK." Wei Yan coughed gently, and began to feel uncomfortable. After a long time, he turned to the topic without any trace: "now go back to 304, wait for that man to die.""Oh, oh." Zheng Quzhi nodded, his eyes still glanced at Wei Yan from time to time. These days, he will forget that Wei Yan is a man with double personality

Wei's face is a little red. Disguised, he quickly turned and walked out.

Zheng Qu knew that ah, and quickly walked up with short legs.

In fact, they didn't run far away. They were still close to the community they lived in. They did not walk a few minutes to 304, the door is still empty, Wei Yan walked in front, first opened the door.

As soon as I entered the room, the strong smell of blood came.

The woman is probably still looking for them outside. The house is quiet. In addition to him and Wei Yan, there are only the father and son lying on the ground. Strange, the man has not died, see them come in, eyes turn, mouth spit out a few string of blood blisters, mumbling something.

Zheng Quzhi's heart suddenly floated a very strange feeling, like being pulled by something, crossed Wei Yan and squatted down in front of the man. A man's voice is intermittent and almost sentence free.

But very strange, Zheng Quzhi understood.

"Passbook The passbook is in Under the table... "

Hearing the speech, Zheng Qu knows that the light of his eyes is slightly cold, and he is about to die. Is the bankbook still on his mind? Disappointed just about to get up, the ankle was suddenly held by the man.

The man is to use the last strength to grasp, the strength is amazing.

"Secret The password is her birthday... " However, the man still murmured: "west end street 23 Give it to her Give it to her... "

He suddenly lost his voice.

Zheng Quzhi was stunned and asked, "to whom?"

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