854 How to Please Qiqi (Part 2)

Qi Yong did not ask Qi Qi about these questions again.

Although Qi Qi's condition had eased a lot, she felt very tired after sitting in the car for such a long time. After entering the house, she sank into the sofa and was unwilling to move for a long time.

In her mind, there was a figure of a certain person in a trance. The more he said to stay away from him, the more it was like a spell that trapped her and made her headache.

While she was in a daze, the mobile phone rang in the room. In the quiet space, the sudden ringing was a little abrupt.

She got up and went into the bedroom. She took out the mobile phone from under the pillow. The number flashing on the screen made her stunned. She bit her lip and sat on the edge of the bed a little dejectedly, and did not answer it immediately. Many thoughts flashed in her mind.

Tang Jue seemed to be arguing with her. If she didn't answer, he would keep calling.

When the mobile phone went dark and lit up again for the third time, Qi Qi finally answered the phone as if she had made up her mind and put it to her ear.

"Hello." She tried to make her voice sound calm.

"The driver said you got home more than an hour ago."

"Yeah. But I just went out again." Qiqi's tone was a little cold and a little indifferent. Before Tang Jue asked, she took the initiative to explain: "I just went to my father's grave."

Mentioning this topic, Tang Jue was silent and breathing heavily.

Here, Qiqi was also silent for a long time, and then asked softly: "Tang Jue, what we said to each other in Mr. Wang's lounge last time... still count?"

Asked the last four words, her voice was much lighter. There was temptation and embarrassment.

Tang Jue was so smart, how could he not guess her thoughts? There was a moment of silence over there, and then his snort of laughter came, "If it counts, so what?"

Every word was chilly.

Qiqi did not answer immediately, but stood up from the bed and held the phone tightly. She walked to the window, looked out of the window with a long gaze, and finally said: "... I will give myself to you."

"..." Tang Jue was silent. Qiqi could also hear his gloomy mood from his breathing. Even through the phone, she felt the fatal danger.

"I know you want me,

I will not be naive to think that I can do it better than you. Since you want... then I will give it to you..." Qiqi's hand pressed on the windowsill, and her five fingers were tense and a little pale. Then, she added: "But, I also hope you can agree to my previous proposal..."

Tang Jue said slowly, "Your proposal, please say it again."

Qiqi bit her lip, and finally, there were only four words, "...Stay away from me."

Over there, Tang Jue was reading documents in the study. Hearing her four words, he stopped moving. His face was tense, so tense that Jian Qing beside him noticed something was wrong.

In the study, there was no sound for a long time, and the silence was frightening.

Over there...

Qiqi didn't hear Tang Jue's voice, and her heart was in turmoil. Every second of his silence was tormenting her heart. She couldn't guess whether Tang Jue would agree or refuse without hesitation.

Just as she was thinking about it, the man's voice came from the other end of the phone slowly, "Okay. Since you are so eager to give yourself to me, if I don't agree to play with you, won't it disappoint you?"

While he spoke, he always had a cold smile, his voice was gorgeous and gentle, but every word was contemptuous and arrogant, "Baby, don't leave your phone these two days, I will contact you at any time."

He agreed...

Without waiting for Qiqi to say anything else, Tang Jue had decisively hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Qiqi's breathing tightened a little. After standing there for a long time, he slowly put down his hand pressing on the window, and then hung up the phone.

This is the result she wanted most...

He agreed...

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On the other side.

After Tang Jue hung up the phone, the arrogance and indifference in his expression gradually faded, and slowly, slowly became gloomy. Jian Qing, who was standing beside him, dared not say a word, but hurriedly stepped back silently and left the study.

After closing the door, he patted his chest with a long sigh of relief.

Tang Jue leaned back in the chair, and his eyes gradually showed frustration and loneliness that outsiders could not see.

He Tang Jue has always been proud.

When has he ever been so attentive to a woman? When has he ever let a woman refuse so many times?

If possible, he really wants her to get out! With all the memories of eight years ago, with his concern for her, get out of his mind, as far as possible! He Tang Jue doesn't care!

But...

Is it really not important?

Maybe, she really wants to get out, but the one who can't let go is always him.

It has always been only him...

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At night.

When Tang Song came out of the bathroom naked, he was startled by the person sitting on the sofa.

"Damn!" Tang Song cursed and casually pulled the nightgown to wrap himself. "Say hello before coming in."

"What have I not seen before about you?" Tang Jue crossed his legs, rested his left elbow on his knee, supported his chin, narrowed his eyes, and lazily glanced at him, "I haven't seen you for so many years, have you grown up?"

This guy...

That look is naturally affectionate, and with the words he said, it is simply a live tease.

Tang Song quickly drank a sip of water to calm himself down. Then, he looked down on him, "Tang Jue, you are so coquettish, does Qiqi know?"

When he mentioned her, Tang Jue's face changed. His charming look just now gradually subsided, and he moved closer to the sofa with a cold look.

Tang Song saw something when he saw this.

"Fighting?"

Fighting?

"What can we quarrel about?"

"That's right." Tang Song nodded, "This kind of quarrel can only happen between boyfriends and girlfriends. You two are nothing, at most you are wishful thinking."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Jue's eyes flew towards him like a knife.

Tang Song took a pillow to block it, "I'm telling the truth."

Then, he stuck out half of his head and looked at him tentatively, "You came to me tonight, want to talk to me about your heart? Hey, then tell me, when did you like her? I asked Jian Qing several times, but he refused to tell me."

He asked more and more excitedly, and his face leaned towards Tang Jue.

Tang Jue was annoyed, so he pushed his face away with one hand, stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of wine, and poured out two glasses. Tang Song had already consciously taken a glass and left.

The moment Tang Jue closed the lid, he paused and suddenly said, "I want to sleep with her."

Calm.

Quiet.

Righteous.

After listening to this, Tang Song spit out a mouthful of wine, looked at Tang Jue for a long time, and then nodded in appreciation, "Not bad! Not bad! You have an idea! Dating without the purpose of making love is all impotence!"