Chapter 669 Ayang, let go of your hand

   "Although you came quickly, it was still late. They were already asleep. Do you want him? He is dirty. Do you want more?" Huo Shu suddenly laughed when he saw Xia Qing's gaze.

  Thinking of the pain he had encountered, Huo Shu was particularly eager to see the same pain on Lin Xiaqing’s face similar to Su Ruoya.

  Unfortunately, Xia Qing only glanced at her coldly, "Unreasonable."

   After talking, Xia Qing dragged Huo Shu, who was stupefied, forcibly to the door of the conference hall, pinched Huo Shu’s ten fingers, and tried one by one.

  Huo Shu has never been humiliated in this way, plus the two slaps just now, can’t wait to eat his flesh, "Lin Xiaqing, how dare you... how dare you treat me like this, huh..."

  Before he finished speaking, the door was opened. Xia Qing threw Huo Shu on the ground like trash, and opened the door. A strong **** smell instantly poured into Xia Qing's nose.

  And the smell of blood was mixed with the arousing incense, and Xia Qing's eyes were red in an instant.

  "Ayang..." Xia Qing's voice was trembling.

  Pei Zhengyang shook his hand holding the broken glass of the wine bottle and looked at the door subconsciously.

  Xia Qing had already seen the situation inside, her tight heartstrings almost broke, and she rushed forward, grasping Pei Zhengyang’s hand, "Ayang..."

  "Qing...Qing..." barely shouted two words, her voice was dry and hoarse and could hardly hear the original sound.

Xia Qing's heart was broken in moments of pain, and she stepped forward to hug the person and looked at the man holding the broken glass against Su Bixi's neck, his palm dripping with blood, coaxing Pei Zhengyang with a low tone of coaxing. Ayang, let go of your hand."

   "She wants to get me dirty, I'm going to kill her." Not only did Pei Zhengyang not let go, but because Xia Qing appeared slightly sober eyes with fierce sternness.

  Looking at the **** color on Su Bixi's neck, Xia Qing knew that Pei Zhengyang didn't just talk about it. He really wanted to kill this Su Bixi. If she came later, he might have cut her throat.

  Not only did Xia Qing not feel that the man was cruel, but she hugged him again with more distress, "Ayang, she is not worthy of your dirty hands."

  No, no one in this world deserves her Ayang to get her hands dirty.

  Huo Shu can't, not even Su Bixi.

   "But she..." Pei Zhengyang's voice was still dry and hoarse, but his tone of voice brought endless grievances.

   "It doesn't matter, am I here?" Xia Qing knelt on the ground and hugged the man from the side, feeling his hot body, and whispered softly.

"Qingqing, I didn't dirty yourself, don't you dislike me, okay?" Pei Zhengyang's sanity gradually faded with Xia Qing's embrace, turning his amber eyes to look at Xia Qing vaguely and asked, with a trace of caution .

   "Don't dislike it, our Ayang is not dirty, no matter what you do, as long as you are my Ayang, I won't dislike it." Xia Qing put his lips to Pei Zhengyang's ear and muttered, feeling distressed beyond repair.

  "Really?" Pei Zhengyang asked in a low voice. The first thing he thought of was his mother. He was really scared, afraid that Qingqing would become like a mother because of disappointment in love and men.

"Really, Ayang, I'm not that fragile, and our feelings are not that fragile. Compared with your life and freedom, those are not important." Xia Qing saw Pei Zhengyang's eyes, the voice became softer, but calm. The power of the human heart.

   Pei Zhengyang held the sharp glass shards' hand and then gradually loosened it.

   just spread out, Xia Qing's tears almost rolled down. He had used so much strength, he hadn't hurt others much, but his palm was bloody.

"Qingqing, don't cry..." Pei Zhengyang saw the teardrops in the corners of Xia Qing's eyes, and his reason returned a little bit. He reached out to wipe Xia Qing's face, but wiped off the blood on his face. The whole person was panicked like a child. .

  Xia Qing lowered her head and rubbed his clothes, "It's okay, just wipe it."

  "Second Young Master, Second Young Master... Um, it hurts, I am so uncomfortable..." Just when Xia Qing finished rubbing her face, Su Bixi's medicinal properties released by Pei Zhengyang rushed up again, crawling on the ground uncomfortably sobbing.

Xia Qing raised her head and looked at the opponent suddenly, and finally understood why Ayang had to act on Su Bixi. The condition of Su Bixi's traditional Chinese medicine was more than twice as serious as Pei Zhengyang. She reached out to hold Su Bixi’s wrist and quickly checked her pulse. Then he cursed and turned his head to Pei Zhengyang and said, "Ayang, let's go first."

   "Hmm..." Pei Zhengyang gave a vague hum, but he didn't move, staring at Xia Qing fiercely.

  Xia Qing immediately understood that this man was because her arrival relaxed her nerves and caused the medicine to sexually invade the mind, so she hurriedly gave Pei Zhengyang a shot, but Su Bixi climbed up again.

There was no way that Xia Qing was cruel and stunned Su Bixi with a needle, then lifted Pei Zhengyang, who was slightly awake, but Pei Zhengyang was boneless, half of her body leaning against her, Xia Qing didn't take any precautions. Was overwhelmed.

  Trying to support her body, avoiding the mess on the ground, and holding Pei Zhengyang out of the meeting room with difficulty, she saw Huo Shu sitting on the ground looking at her with hatred.

  Xia Qing met Huo Shu’s eyes and sneered, "Is this the result you want?"

   "If it weren't for you, they would have been." Huo Shu said bitterly, but didn't realize that he was relieved at the same time.

"If it weren't for me, Su Bixi would have died, and Ayang would become a murderer. Huo Shu, I don't know what happened between you, Uncle Pei, and my mother, but if you hurt Ayang like this, there would be no guilt. Regret?" Xia Qing dropped this sentence and helped Pei Zhengyang to continue walking outside.

  Huo Shu listened to Xia Qing's words and was taken aback for a while, but when they were finally about to leave the room, he suddenly said, "What if they become it today?"

"I won't blame Ayang, this incident won't be a hindrance in my heart, but I know he will think he is dirty, but it doesn't matter, I will love him well and teach him how to forgive myself." Xia Qing did not look back. , Answered Huo Shu calmly and calmly.

  After finishing talking, he helped Pei Zhengyang to continue walking.

  She didn’t know if the man who was leaning on her shoulders heavier and heavier could hear what she said, but what she said was the truth, and it was what she thought.

  If it does happen, she will be uncomfortable, but these discomforts can be digested. Compared with losing him directly, love is more important than chastity, and living is more important than love.

  Not to mention that he loves her, she knows better than anyone else.

  "You lied, you lied..." Huo Shu didn't believe it, she slumped on the ground, her meticulous haircut was scattered, but she couldn't take care of her staring at Xia Qing's back and calling Xia Qing to lie.

  How could she not care, how could it be!

Xia Qing was too lazy to pay attention to Huo Shu, and took Pei Zhengyang outside the elevator entrance. At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and she took it out with difficulty, picking it up with one hand, and then heard Ahai hurriedly yelled, "Mrs. , How is your side? A reporter is here!"

   Xia Qing, who was holding Pei Zhengyang hard, felt his earlobe covered by the man on the side, which was obviously irrational.

  (End of this chapter)

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