Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Gu Qingqing stayed, looking at the handsome face of the man close at hand, even the beating of his heart seemed to be half a beat slower.

There was some silence in the air. The handsome smell on the man's body, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol and smoke, quietly diffused indoors.

Seeing her waking up, there was finally such a wave in Lengscheng’s calm eyes. He stretched out his hand and poked a finger on her forehead—and then pushed her hard, bit by bit with disgust. Leave one's side. Then he took a long leg and quickly got up from the side. Only then did Gu Qingqing realize that he hadn't taken off his clothes at all, he was lying down neatly.

Before she could speak, Leng Sicheng smashed her on the head with a single sentence, his tone was full of mockery: "Gu Qingqing, I didn't expect you to be so...hungry. Do you want to climb into my bed that way?"

Gu Qingqing choked in his throat for how many words he had. She was indeed entangled with him like an octopus just now, but she did not mean it!

——Although, in her dream, she did expect a little bit that they could be like ordinary couples, get closer and closer.

She wanted to explain: "I didn't! I just..."

"It's just what?" Leng Sicheng snorted, raised his chin slightly, and on his extremely handsome face, the corners of his lips curled up with a crooked smile, and his eyes were full of condensed irony: "It's just that you didn't want to ask for it this time I', I didn't pay, did I?"

In a word, Gu Qingqing's face paled instantly. Yes, everything he said is right. Every time he came to her, not to pay her living expenses, but to help her brother solve the difficulties.

Yi Shu has a good saying, when a man loves you, your willfulness and your shortcomings are all cute. When a man no longer loves his woman, it is wrong for her to cry, it is wrong to be silent, it is wrong to breathe alive, and it is wrong to die.

He was not wrong, just—not in love with her.

But why is he coming back tonight? Even without Chen Wenjie, as he said, he never came back for a month, except for the money, and didn't call in advance to inform. She didn't "beg him", why did he come back?

Gu Qingqing lowered her head, gently tugging at the bed sheet with her fingers, and her voice was very soft: "Then why are you... coming back? Yes, lying next to me?"

As if to answer the question in her heart, Leng Sicheng looked at the mirror to tidy up some messy clothes, took a long leg, and walked towards the door quietly.

Opening the door, Gu Qingqing saw that Secretary Cheng was already waiting outside by the glimmer of the corridor. Lengscheng asked: "What about the information?"

Secretary Cheng shook his head: "Not in the study or in your bedroom. I don't know where it is."

Lengscheng did not answer, but raised his arm to look at the watch on his wrist: "I have 8 hours to leave the meeting. I must see that document before the meeting."

Secretary Cheng sweated and nodded immediately: "Yes! I know, I'll look for it right away."

After Secretary Cheng left, Leng Sicheng stood by the door, looking at Gu Qingqing condescendingly. The amber pupils are unabashedly cold, like a sharp sword, stabbing her heart: "Gu Qingqing, next time you have to fall for yourself, use your body to exchange money like other women, no need to look for it. What other excuses! To put it plainly, I might—give you a high look!"