Chapter 63
Shen Qingqing didn't know how long she cried until Huo tingxiao completely lost his patience. His black leather shoes touched her body and couldn't bear to say, "have you cried enough? It's like what I really did to you. Shen Qingqing, don't worry. I'm not hungry enough to touch you, a dirty person like you!"
Shen Qingqing laughed at herself, and then wiped away the tears on her cheeks with her hand. Those black eyes looked particularly red and swollen because they had cried, but they were stubborn at the bottom of their eyes.
She ignored Huo tingxiao, got up from the ground and walked out, but she didn't take any steps, but Huo tingxiao stretched out his hand and took it into her arms.
"Let go -" Shen Qingqing looked up, her cold eyes fearless, even with a trace of disgust, and looked at the beautiful Phoenix eyes.
Huo tingxiao chuckled and his cold eyes lingered on her messy clothes. "Shen Qingqing, are you going out like this?"
Shen Qingqing put her hands around her chest and staggered around. She didn't want him to see her embarrassment.
The next moment, his body was suddenly covered with warmth. His black suit coat was put on her. The material was very good. You can touch it. It was first-class goods. Such a suit probably needed someone else's salary for a year.
The clothes smell of Cologne and some tobacco.
Once very attached to the familiar taste, now it has become unbearable, even some nausea!
Shen Qingqing thought about her changes and couldn't help laughing at herself. Is this what others say? People's hearts are changeable?
She thought, maybe!
"Thank you for Mr. Huo's kindness, but I don't need it!" Shen Qingqing frowned in disgust, reached out and pushed away Huo tingxiao's hand, pulled off his clothes and wanted to return them to Huo tingxiao, but he locked them in his arms.
"Shen Qingqing, don't know what's good or bad!" Huo Ting's Xiao eyes narrowed slightly, with a little cold taste, and his tone was also overbearing. Such a cold breath made Shen Qingqing tremble unconsciously.
"Shen Qingqing, you don't want face, I still want face. Don't let others think that I have an ulterior relationship with you. If you hear that you ran is angry, I can't explain!" he paused and continued, "Anyway, you used to be my Huo tingxiao's woman. Pay attention to your words and deeds, listen to me and annoy me. It's not good for you. After all, your daughter is still in my hands!"
Shen Qingqing stared at him, almost gnashing his teeth, "Huo tingxiao, why don't you die, why don't you die -"
Hearing Shen Qingqing's angry roar with hatred, Huo ting and Xiao fengmou suddenly sank, and the flashed emotion disappeared before he could catch it. Then he raised a very light smile, "it's a pity that you can't do what you want. Shen Qingqing, you're not dead. How can I die first? Haven't you heard the saying that the scourge has been left for thousands of years?"
"Oh, excuse me, Mr. Huo, can I leave now? After all, you know, I have a bad reputation and I'm still a singer. I don't know how to write if we were photographed out in such untidy clothes?" Shen Qingqing's voice was cold.
With that, she broke away from Huo tingxiao's hand, turned directly and left. She didn't dare to stay for another second and left quickly. When the oncoming light shone on her, she felt very dazzling and inexplicably shed tears.