Chapter 8 Don't Cry
Su Jiucheng: ......

What the hell are you saying about tigers and wolves! !

Which warrior wet the crown prince's dragon leg! !

Before he could continue to think about it, He Zhiyao had already bypassed him and left the door.

When walking out of the gate of Mingyue clubhouse, he happened to meet a man and a woman.

He Zhiyao passed them by, and heard the man anxiously asking the woman,
"Is it really Qin Shuang who came? You didn't lie to me?"

The woman replied hesitantly: "Really, I just asked, and she has arrived."

He Zhiyao paused.

He turned on his phone and sent a message.

Then walk towards the outside of the clubhouse.

He greeted the driver when he went downstairs, and his car had already parked on the side of the road.

When he walked to the front of the car, the driver had already opened the door respectfully for him.

He Zhiyao: "You don't need to get in the car."

The driver was stunned for a moment, and while answering, he closed the car door thoughtfully.

Then, not far away, Qin Shuang, who had just left the gate of Mingyue clubhouse, was looking towards this side.

With a clear understanding, he beckoned at Qin Shuang, and when Qin Shuang came over, he opened the car door for Qin Shuang, closed the car door again, and then found a street light not far away, and stood silently.

Qin Shuang really didn't expect that He Zhiyao was also in the Mingyue clubhouse.

When she first saw the text message, she almost thought she had read it wrong... But she didn't know, how did He Zhiyao know that she was here too?

However, although she was a little regretful that she didn't see Gu Nanzhong, she didn't know why, and she felt a little grateful.

After all, she was still a little afraid to see Gu Nanzhong.

"Who do you want?" The lights were not turned on in the car, and in the darkness, He Zhiyao raised his eyes to look at Qin Shuang. She must have put on makeup today, and her lips were moist with pink.

A hint of impatience flashed between He Zhiyao's eyebrows, and he squeezed out a pack of wet wipes from the storage box with his fingers, threw it into Qin Shuang's arms, and said casually, "Wipe your face, clean it up."

Qin Shuang's body stiffened subconsciously. The two had been together for more than a year, and she knew too well any signals he sent at will.

He probably has a strange cleanliness fetish. He doesn't like the smell of perfume on women, lip gloss, or foundation. Every time he does something, he has to take off his makeup.

It's just that he's still on the street now, maybe he wants to...

Qin Shuang squeezed the wet tissue tightly, tentatively smiled at He Zhiyao, and said softly, "Mr. He, this place is not far from the apartment, shall we go back first?"

He Zhiyao didn't even lift his eyelids, and said quietly, "Do you want me to help you?"

Qin Shuang fell silent for a moment, and remained silent for two seconds. She took out makeup remover from her bag, poured it on the wet wipes, and quickly removed the thin layer of makeup on her face.

She put down the bag one second before, and He Zhiyao stretched out his arms the next second, wrapping her in his arms.

Her face was facing out of the car window, obliquely facing the door of Mingyue clubhouse, his hand reached into her clothes, she subconsciously bit her lip.

At this moment, she suddenly saw a person coming out of the door of Mingyue clubhouse.

Her body froze suddenly.

how come……

Gu Nanzhong...

Hasn't he arrived yet?

What, how come?How could he...

The lights outside the car window were bright, and even at a distance, she still clearly recognized Gu Nanzhong. He looked a little more mature than a year ago, and his temperament became more and more calm.

He seemed to be in a hurry to find someone, looked at it with his mobile phone, and dialed the number again.

He Zhiyao threw it into her bag under the car seat, and a clear cell phone rang.

Qin Shuang's body became stiffer and stiffer.

As if sensing her strangeness, he followed her gaze, then gave a low laugh, leaned over to her ear, and said in a flat tone,

"Where's your little boyfriend?"

Qin Shuang wanted to turn her head in horror, but He Zhiyao pinched her chin and forced her to keep facing the outside.

Seeing that Gu Nanzhong hadn't answered the phone he dialed out, Qin Shuang raised his leg and walked towards them.

She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave in an instant, and her body trembled. She thought that when she was sold to him a year ago, it was enough to embarrass her, but the whole year in the past The torture was not as good as it is now, and it made her feel ashamed even more.

She was almost begging, begging him in a crying voice: "Don't be here, okay?"

"Don't cry, if you cry, I will open the window."

(End of this chapter)

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