Seventy-first bowl of soup (9)

But will she really do what she says?

Of course it is impossible.

Although the Gu family treats her badly, Gu Pan loves her only daughter like a jewel in the palm. Gu Pan is absolutely not allowed to be a little dangerous, so since they agreed to let Gu Pan break up with Shao Yanzhi, they will never break their promise, and this The face-loving couple will keep this secret and will not let the third person know it. Gu Pan, who was dazzled by love, would never agree to break up with Shao Yanzhi. Perhaps this happy family would fall apart because of this incident.

What kind of family affection, love, but they all arise in calm times, just look for the right door, and there is no feeling that can't be destroyed. Qing Huan looked at the Gu's husband and wife very happily, and of course would not tell each other what was in her heart. If they thought she was still Qing Huan in the past, they would be wrong.

She came back not to retaliate with virtue, but to retaliate.

Seeing the family of loving fathers and strict mothers shattered, and the beautiful and moving love is full of tribulations, just thinking about it makes people feel happy. The smiles on Qing Huan's face were unpredictable, and the Gu family and his wife who were watching felt strange, as if something had been overlooked.

"Since you have agreed, that's it for the time being, I'm leaving, goodbye."

"and many more!"

Of course, Qing Huan, who was stopped by Gu's father, would not think that the other party wanted to keep herself. They regarded her as a plague and it was too late to hide. How could she stay? "What else?"

"You won't show up again, will you?"

If this was me who had been thinking about this family three years ago, how sad I would have been to hear these words, but at this moment Qinghuan just smiled contemptuously: "The initiative is in my hands, when will it appear, and What kind of request, it depends on my mood, what kind of thing do you dare to ask me?"

After speaking, she snapped her fingers, and the Gu family looked at the black suits who suddenly appeared out of nowhere in horror. The couple cuddled closely together, full of fear. Looking at them, Qing Huan laughed out loud: "Then, Mom and Dad, it will be long in the future, see you later."

She originally wanted the black suits to stand directly in the living room waiting to be scary, but later felt that she was enough alone, so she let them hide, so that the old couple was scared twice, and they were very happy thinking about it. In order to ensure that she was terrible, when she walked to the door, she deliberately picked an angle and gave the Gu family a look back. She succeeded in making them shiver, and then left with a smile.

As a result, as soon as the elevator door opened, Xue Hua's handsome face appeared in front of her. Qinghuan puts her hands around her chest: "Something?"

Xue Hua couldn't see, but he could distinguish the voice. As soon as he heard Qing Huan speaking, he stretched out his hand: "Write."

"Huh?" No matter how smart Qing Huan was, he didn't know what kind of style he was smoking.

"In the palm of my hand, write." Since she may be different from others, Xue Hua's tone is very soft. "You can write anything you like."

Qing Huan glanced at him and thought that he was weird, and randomly scratched his palm twice. Xue Hua felt it wholeheartedly. At first, he followed the strokes to guess what Qing Huan wrote. Pig...head...just reacted. Coming over are these two words, without thinking about what it means, but being taken away by a strange and wonderful feeling.

That kind of numbness, it seems that there is a right current rising from the soles of the feet to the top of the head. It is novel and exciting, but it is not annoying. The most amazing thing is that this feeling can only be brought to him by Qinghuan. Xue Hua also tried several times with the driver's bodyguard and others on the way, but it turned out no matter who it was, whether it was a man or a woman.

Qing Huan squinted, what happened to Xue Hua? This expression and action...however you look at it, it seems like a spring heart is sprouting. And still facing her? "are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Xue Hua took a few seconds to calm down quickly. Although the feeling at this moment is wonderful, he is a very rational person who does not believe in emotions. Qinghuan is a bit special, but nothing special. Go-at least not yet, so he still maintains a calm and gentle expression, "Go back."

Before finishing talking, he pressed the elevator, but for Qinghuan's fast speed, he was almost squeezed into the middle.

She is not used to asking questions about things that she can think about on her own. Originally, she wanted to ask Xue Hua what she was doing here, if she was worried about leaking, and then she felt that she was thinking too much. How could someone like Xue Hua do such things with respect? , Too stupid, and too lack of style, the black suits next to him are by her side, besides pretending to protect her, the bigger reason is probably to monitor her.

Why is that? He came to her, isn't it just to let her write in the palm of his hand?

A man who ran so far to a place that he would never go to was just to get a woman to write in the palm of his hand. It was ambiguous. Qing Huan licked her lips, and roughly understood what was going on. At the same time she lost her desire for feelings, she became very keen, able to figure out the mood and thoughts of the other person from the expressions in one's eyes or gestures. Xue Hua is a human being no matter how powerful it is, where can she hide it.

Maybe he thought he was covering up very well, but Qinghuan didn't think so. It's just that she didn't intend to expose it. Anyway, after this matter is over, everyone will go their own way and will not have to do with each other in the future. She is crazy to make trouble for herself. Xue Hua had better never realize it, that would be great. .

When returning home, Qing Huan found that this was not the way to the prison. She frowned and said, "Where are you taking me?"

Xue Hua is closing his eyes to rest his mind: "Where do you want to go."

Where she wants to go... "Do you know where I am going next?"

"They moved. This is the new address." Xue Hua finished, and a black suit handed over a folder. Qing Huan glanced at the other person, opened it, and said convincingly, "You are so sweet."

Hearing that, Xue Hua chuckled lightly. He had nothing to do with the word intimate. He did this because he was happy. "I won't go in with you, it's your business, you can solve it yourself."

This was exactly what Qinghuan meant. She didn't like others to intervene in her own affairs. Especially when she could solve it by herself, relying on others was really unsettling.

When she reached the destination, she opened the door of the car, holding the folder in her hand, and said to Xue Hua: "You can go back first, you don't have to wait for me."

Xue Hua didn't speak, but expressed rejection in silence. Qinghuan glanced at him, thinking that love could not walk away, but Xue Hua said in the next second: "Don't roll your eyes at me."

Qinghuan was suspicious: "How do you know I'm rolling my eyes?" She felt strange before. No matter how strong the sense of hearing and touch is, it is impossible to "see" her movements, right? So she stepped forward and knocked down Xue Hua, who was sitting down, with a thunder and thunder. As expected, she found a headset in his ears.

"So that's the case, I thought you could channel spirits."

Xue Hua, who was thrown down, stretched out his hand indifferently to push her away, but the land he touched was exceptionally soft and full. He froze for a moment, and then suddenly realized something. Originally, people like him who had no desire for men and women at all would feel like water when they touched everything, but now... Xue Hua felt that his chest was a bit hot, and something seemed to burn his lips and tongue, making him speechless. Come.

This silence became indifferent in Qing Huan's eyes. The person who waved Xue Hua away was also self-sufficient, and then put the headset on Xue Hua back, "I'm leaving."

Xue Hua hummed even more indifferently. After a few seconds, he sat up by himself. The people in black suits knew that he didn't like being touched by people, so no one dared to support him. Naturally, no one saw Xue Hua sit tightly and gently rubbing. Rubbing my fingers, it seems to memorize something.

There is an old unit building in front of me. The stairs are in disrepair for a long time. When you step on them, they will make a crunching noise. The corridors are dark and humid, the floor lamps have long been broken, and there is an unpleasant smell of stinky drains. The walls are full of small advertisements such as the permit to pass the sewer, and the whole building is silent and quiet.

This building has been here for some years, and now the people living in it are people who are relatively financially struggling, and Qing Huan doesn't understand why that person also lives here. In the sentence three years ago, she still had the impression that the court sentenced her to ten-year imprisonment and 400,000 yuan in compensation. However, in order to express kindness and guilt, the Gu family gave the other party a full one million, which is reasonable to say, one million. You can live a very moisturizing life, but how can the family live in such a place?

When she reached the destination, she rang the doorbell twice, which was very embarrassing. The doorbell was just a decoration, and there was no sound. Qing Huan pouted her lips and knocked on the door.

After knocking for a long, long time, an insult came from the inside: "I am crazy, knocking so anxiously, did your parents die and beg for food?!"

Qing Huan thought with some regret that she didn't know where her biological parents were, but it was indeed a pity that her adoptive parents were still alive.

In the next second, the door was opened with a sigh, revealing an unkempt and invisible face, only one thing is certain-this is a woman.

"Hi." Qing Huan laughed very cutely, but the person who opened the door showed a shocked expression, followed by hatred. The first reaction turned out to be to take the broom beside the door and beat Qing Huan, beating and cursing at the same time. .

Although her life is rather miserable, Qinghuan doesn't like to give Gu Pan a backdoor, and this woman looks like a lunatic. What if she gets bitten? That's why the hand that she had been staying behind kept showing her weapon-a wooden stick that she had just picked up in the stairwell, knocked off the woman's broom, and gave the woman a stick by the way to calm her down.

After being beaten, the woman was at a loss for a moment, and then became even crazier. Qing Huan looked at her to pounce on her again, narrowing her eyes: "If you dare to attack me again, don't blame me for chopping off your fingers one by one. "