The lady is acting as a demon again today

Chapter 273 He Wants to Hate Her
However, because of the ups and downs between him and Luo Qingqing during this period of time, he was often upset and couldn't sleep well.

Last night, although the tenderness between the two did not completely untie the knot between them, it eased a lot.

However, sometimes when there is a big emotional contrast, it is easy to cause insomnia, not to mention that Mu Fengyun came back at this time.

The sky always dawns earlier in summer, and Qin Feng couldn't help frowning when he saw the restless and anxious look of the people around him through the morning light outside the window, and patted her on the back lightly.

Until the back, seeing Luo Qingqing's frown tightened, Qin Feng frowned for a while, raised his hand and patted her face lightly, and said softly: "Qingqing, wake up."

Unexpectedly, not only did the person in his arms not wake up, but two strings of water droplets escaped from the corners of his eyes.

Qin Feng was startled, what did she dream about in her dream that made her cry so sadly?
Thinking that she was having a nightmare, Qin Feng didn't bother to think about it, and was about to put in more effort to wake her up completely, but he didn't expect the person in his arms to push him away at this moment, with a high-pitched weeping voice: "Brother Yun."

As soon as the words came out, Luo Qingqing finally opened her hazy eyes, and there was a magnified face in the eyes.

Just after waking up from the dream, she has not yet been able to distinguish reality from the dream, thinking of the man in the dream, plus the light in the room is not very bright at this time, her eyes are also blurred.

So, she stared at the person in front of her, and whispered softly: "Brother Yun."

The face she touched seemed to be cold, and she couldn't help frowning.

Immediately, her hand was grabbed and slammed aside.

This force was so strong that she slowly saw the person in front of her clearly.

Master?

"Sir." Luo Qingqing saw the veins on the young master's forehead throbbing violently, and couldn't help calling out.

"Luo Qingqing, you really are very capable." The young master's voice was so cold that it could no longer be described with cynicism.

Sharing the same bed with him, crying for another man, and calling other men by their names.

No matter how magnanimous Qin Feng is, no matter how much he loves her, how can he bear such an insult.

This feeling is simply more uncomfortable than cutting him with a knife.

"Sir." Only then did Luo Qingqing realize something, and raised her hand to touch the corners of her moist eyes, recalling the vague dream scene in her mind.

She looked helpless all of a sudden, did she say something in her sleep that made the young master furious?
By the way, when she woke up just now, she seemed to have called out 'Brother Yun', did the young master think that she was angry?

"Sir, I..." Seeing that the young master was angry, Luo Qingqing was about to explain something, but saw that Qin Feng had turned out of bed angrily, and took the clothes that were thrown aside indiscriminately and put them on.

Then he walked outside, and when he walked by a chair in the room, he seemed to be unbearably angry, and he kicked the chair violently, and it flew straight to the wall next to the door, making a bang, and it was muffled. He fell back to the ground dully.

His steps were heavy and fast, as if he was carrying something heavy and dangerous.

It seemed to be running away from something.

When the young master walked to the door, he stopped suddenly. He didn't turn around to look at her, his body froze in place, his voice was as cold as ice for a thousand years, and he said, "Luo Qingqing, don't force me to hate you."

Luo Qingqing stared blankly at the young master's back as he pushed the door. She hadn't seen such a violent young master for a long time.

hate her?

He wants to hate her?

What means?
How did she force him?
She just called the wrong name.

Is this an unforgivable sin?

These days, what remained in her mind was the young master's gentle or careless or bad manners. Even if he occasionally annoyed him, he would just stare at her slightly angrily.

(End of this chapter)