Chapter 121
"Shen Qingqing, can you talk to me well?" Huo tingxiao frowned slightly. His slender body looked particularly abrupt on the dark sea. His Phoenix eyes were deep, and no one could see how much thought was hidden in the bottom of his eyes.
Hearing this, Shen Qingqing was a little puzzled. Talk well?
When did he talk to Huo tingxiao and Shen Qingqing?
Why ask her to talk to him now?
For what?
Shen Qingqing smiled, "no!"
Huo tingxiao didn't speak any more. He just looked at the ships drifting in the sea in the distance. The lights on the beach were dim and the coastline was extended.
He suddenly remembered that eight years ago, on the beach of Tahiti, he took Shen Qingqing's hand and walked side by side on the soft beach.
The memories at that time would be so sweet. At that time, there was no Huo Tingyan, no leisurely, only Huo tingxiao and Shen Qingqing. Unfortunately, such a beautiful time could never come back.
There were too many people and things between them. For eight years, Shen Qingqing, who was held in the palm of his hand by Huo tingxiao, was also destroyed by him. Shen Qingqing, who said he would never abandon Huo tingxiao, had already had children with other men.
Time is really a ruthless thing.
But eight years ago, Shen Qingqing was not the only one who didn't want to mention it, and he didn't want to mention it.
I just don't want to mention it, but my heart can't help it. How can I eliminate those memories.
Shen Qingqing sat quietly in a beach chair away from him. She was silent. Her dark eyes were bright, but her eyes fell ethereal in the distance without saying a word.
The cool wind is blowing. Because it's night, the sea breeze is still a little cold.
Shen Qingqing subconsciously hugged her arms, as if she was afraid of the cold. Her hair was slightly low and her eyes were dark.
"You are very cold?" Huo tingxiao frowned slightly, and a cold voice sounded from opposite her.
Just before Shen Qingqing spoke, the man over there got up, took off his suit and coat and put it on Shen Qingqing's thin shoulder.
"Thank you, Mr. Huo. I'm not cold!" Shen Qingqing sneered, then pushed away Huo tingxiao's clothes, eyes lax, and looked at the rolling sea in the distance.
The expensive coat fell directly on the beach chair. Her voice was cold. "Mr. Huo said I was dirty, so a dirty woman like me doesn't deserve to be contaminated with Mr. Huo!"
Upon hearing this, Huo tingxiao's eyebrows were frivolous, and his handsome cheeks were stained with a little anger. It seemed that it was a long time before he spoke again indifferently, "it's getting late, I'll take you back!"
"Hmm!" Shen Qingqing got up and walked fast. She couldn't wait.
The car went all the way along the coastline. The lights were bright, but the atmosphere in the car was suffocating.
Huo tingxiao drove the car attentively, while Shen Qingqing looked at the scenery outside the window, his eyes were slightly lax, but his palm was secretly placed on one side, slightly curled up and clenched into a fist.
It's almost twelve o'clock now. I wonder if the girl in midsummer has slept yet?
Today, she had a good time. Aunt Rong should coax her to sleep, but she was afraid that she would find her if she woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't see her.
"What are you thinking?" Huo tingxiao's low magnetic voice suddenly sounded on his side.