Chufei smiled and held out his hand to pull Song Anqiao into his arms, letting her sit on his thigh and hug her waist with one hand. Song Anqiao didn’t struggle, and his face was light and calm like a pool of still spring water.

"Qiao Mei, do you think you have a conscience?" Song anqiao frowned slightly, and he smelled of red wine.
"I’m good to you? Last night, I followed you on the subway for the first time in my life, so I put up with it. I put up with it because I was afraid something would happen to you. What should I do if something happened to you? I may have to kill people to calm my mood. "
Chufei’s distant sound is faint, and every word is not urgent or slow, which is a bit gloomy.
"Do you have the heart to see me go crazy without you? If you really have the heart to stab me first, "ChuFei far another hand holding Song Anqiao hands to take the table cut steak knife clenched straight to his chest.
Song anqiao panicked and opened his eyes wide, holding the knife hand and earning back, "What are you doing? You are crazy!"
"I’m awake," Chu Feiyuan held her hand knife and pointed it at his heart. "If something happens to you, it’s no different from killing me. You must take my life before you commit suicide!"
Chapter 13 Please don’t do this
"Chu Fei is far away, don’t do this." Song Anqiao turned pale with fear. "Please don’t do this."
"You’re afraid I’ll die, aren’t you?" Chu Fei stared at her with deep eyes. "The time I was hit by a flowerpot and you cried all night, you were worried that I was afraid of my death, weren’t you?"
Song Anqiao shook his head and held the knife hand to earn "I didn’t, didn’t …"
"No.What about you now?" Chu Feiyuan’s black eyes are heavy. "Since you are not worried about me, I will live and die. What do you have?"
He shouted coldly, "Let go!"
Song Anqiao shook his head and his eyes were as red as rabbits. "Don’t push me …"
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"What did I force you to do?" Chu Feiyuan’s face was cold and the knife stabbed his chest again. His coat was scratched and he shivered. "I forced you to commit suicide?"
"I didn’t" Song Anqiao held the knife and tried his best not to let the tip stick to his chest. "I didn’t commit suicide. I was distracted. I … I’m worried about you. I’m really worried about you …"
The knife was one minute closer to him, and her heart ached.
Song Anqiao’s lip trembled. "I’m worried about you every time, and I’m afraid of your accident. My heart hurts a little bit, like it’s torn by something and I can’t mend it … it’s so uncomfortable. Don’t push me. My chest is so uncomfortable …"
"Song Anqiao, do you love me?"
Chu Fei looked her black eyes deep and deep.
Song Anqiao froze and looked at Chu Feiyuan in consternation and realized, "No, I don’t love you. I’m worried about you. I’m just worried about …"
ChuFei far face a heavy bow in her mouth Song Anqiao a surprised body gave a quiver suddenly lost in his strong bullying kiss.
The knife in his hand fell to the ground and made a ringing sound.
Touching and sucking his kiss is getting more and more greedy and deeper, like being poisoned by her, greedy for the sweetness of her lips.
Bite, kiss, suck and fiddle with her lips, panting and whispering.
"Love me or not? Love or not … "
He looked at her black eyes, deep as the sea. In the dark eyes, Song Anqiao was breathless and intoxicating.
His words seemed to bewitch and seduce her heart, and her teeth clenched. "Don’t love me, don’t love me …"
Suddenly, Chu Fei-yuan was cold and his hands held her face. "Song Anqiao, you know very well that you depend on me. What can’t you admit?"
Song Anqiao frowned and looked at him blankly. "Dependence … dependence is …" Song Anqiao got up from his leg in a trance. "I don’t love you, I never love you!"
ChuFei far black eyes half narrowed Song Anqiao looked at him the fastest speed turned and ran out.
Yeah, she doesn’t love him for three months. How can she love someone?
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By the way, she is dependent on Chu Feiyuan because she has a complex of loving her father and lacks security. This dependence is not love.
After seeing Zhao Shi, Chu Qiao was so startled that he didn’t dare to go back in his car before seeing the car.
"Brother, are you all right?" Chu Qiao asked carefully in front of the car door.
Chu Fei glanced at the "car" from afar.
Chu Qiao swallowed and dawdled in the back row, so Chu Fei was far away that she really didn’t dare to provoke.
"Brother, are you busy?" Chu Qiao, half of the garage, couldn’t stand the atmosphere of the car and said, "Why don’t I call back myself?"
In the rearview mirror, Chu Fei has a handsome face and no expression. He looks at the front without saying a word. Go straight ahead. The corner has not turned.
Chu Qiao was a little scared and sat up and pulled La Chufei’s sleeve. "What’s wrong with you?"
Chu Fei realized that he had gone in the wrong direction for two seconds, turned right at an intersection, and Chu Qiao saw that he was in a bad mood and no words could follow him where he wanted to go.
"Brother, where is this?"
After half an hour, I arrived at Luhai Villa. Chu Qiao looked at this villa and was very curious.
The villa has been decorated for half. Chu Fei looked at the villa in the courtyard and suddenly turned his eyes to Chu Qiao and said, "Buy you a dowry."
Since she said so decisively, he must give her a home.
Chu Qiao a surprised incredible looking at ChuFei far "really? Brother, do you really buy it for me? "
ChuFei far there looking at the villa for a long time without talking.
……
"Anjo, aren’t you going home?"
After work, Lin Yan looked at Song Anqiao who was still busy and asked.
Song Anqiao is pinching flowers and smelling words, slowly raising his eyes to look at Lin Yan. "I have left too much sweet knowledge and want to do it for a while. Go home first."
Go home?
Where does she have a home?
Lin Yannai glanced at Jiang He on the right side of Song Anqiao. "What about you? Don’t go? "
Jiang He looked at Song Anqiao and frowned, but did not answer Lin Yan. Instead, he asked Song Anqiao, "Sister, don’t you care?"
"If you don’t call my sister, I will." Song Anqiao didn’t see him doing his own sweet light way.
Jiang He’s face sank slightly, and his head was low. The child Lin Yan pulled him before. "Then we’ll go back first."
"Well" Song Anqiao low well.
Outside the restaurant, Jiang He shook his sleeve and looked at Lin Yan with annoyance. "What are you doing?"
Lin Yan said angrily, "It’s going to be a day to assess you. Don’t bother Anjou."