Knight’s Love Letter

Chapter 29, the little turtle indented in the shell

That night, after Wang Qi took a bath, he routinely teased him before going to bed. After caressing him for a long time, he didn't seem to be in a good state, so he stopped and hugged him to lie down, saying, "Aren't you in the mood? Or me? Does it make you uncomfortable?"

Fang Shiqing said: "I'm a little tired, I don't want to do it."

He froze during the day, had a little cold, and sniffed twice from time to time.

Wang Qi pulled off the quilt and covered both of them, and said, "Come on, I'll keep you warm, and you'll be fine. Don't kick the quilt at night, be careful I spank you. "

Fang Shiqing burrowed into his arms, full of attachment in his movements, and heard Wang Qi laugh softly in his ears, which seemed satisfied, but also seemed to ridicule.

Fang Shiqing is a little tortoise. He saw Wang Qi carrying him to meet Fang Mingyu with his own eyes. He made up eight and ten most **** possibilities. He was angry and sad, but he was still angry at the same time. Sad, hesitantly retracted back into the shell.

If the other party is anyone else, he can do anything when he is jealous, but it is Fang Mingyu, he can't do anything. His identity between the two has always been so embarrassing, he has no position to question, and he can't ask questions.

The next day, he asked Zheng Qiuyang to send him the link of Su Yun's Weibo, and then spent most of the day reading it one by one.

Su Yun is a lass who has liked Fang Mingyu for many years, since she was in college, but Fang Mingyu has always belonged to her heart, so she had no choice but to be in unrequited love until she just passed In November, when she mentioned the person she loved again, her tone began to change from grudge to bright, and then it became more and more serious every day. Finally, on Christmas night, she sent a photo of holding hands, and the attached article said that she was finally released.

Counting the time, after Fang Mingyu and Wang Qi divorced, Su Yun launched a more direct pursuit, ran to see her every three days, and prepared all kinds of little surprises. At first, Fang Mingyu might not be too cold to these things, but in mid-December, she found out at Fang Shiqing's house that her younger brother and her ex-husband were living together.

This is how things should be.

Fang Shiqing was a little confused, as if the extramarital lover Fang Mingyu had never appeared from the beginning to the end? She had neglected Wang Qi for so many years for that person, so why did she wait for the divorce, but it seemed that she had no relationship with her lover at all?

Where is Wang Qi? What does Fang Mingyu think of him?

Before yesterday, Fang Shiqing always believed that Fang Mingyu and Wang Qi were just a relatively natural relationship born in eight years, not between lovers, but when he saw Fang Mingyu When looking at Wang Qi's eyes, he was not sure.

It is a pair of eyes full of love, only those who are in love can do that.

Did she find herself in love with Wang Qi?

Fang Shiqing is not a particularly shrewd person outside of work, especially when he encounters matters related to Wang Qi, the double business becomes a negative number, and his brain is not enough to figure out what happened , and flinched and didn't dare to ask anything.

He was afraid that Wang Qi's old love for his sister would revive, that Wang Qi would suddenly find out that he didn't like him that much, that Wang Qi didn't want him, but he had to wait quietly.

Wait for what? He didn't know it himself, was he waiting for Wang Qi to make a choice and make a decision?

He didn't want to think about it any more, and the more he thought about it, the more he indented into his turtle shell.

His good friend Zheng Qiuyang is not a turtle, but a depressed rhino.

Because he is an illegitimate child, he has always longed for a normal marriage and family since he was a child. He finally met the goddess Fang, and in less than a month, the goddess became a lesbian. He was really hard, almost worse than his mother who was a mistress all his life.

His mother was deceived by his father back then. He didn't know his father was married from the beginning, and only when he was with him did he realize that he was a third party. He was miraculously coaxed by his father again, and it has come to this point.

In his opinion, compared with his father's behavior, homosexual cheating marriage is not much better. Although he didn't switch positions so quickly to condemn the goddess Fang, the goddess still fell from the cloud after all.

Seriously, this is his first love, but the reason for his premature death is so curious.

When he was depressed, he didn't even want to go to class, and no one cared about him anyway. His cheap brother always had to brush back the design drawings he drew and said he didn't draw well, so he did it. If a thousand sheets can be put into production, it will give him face.

He walked around the street twice, going bowling on a whim, and he couldn't make an appointment in the morning on weekdays. I slept late at home, got up very angry, picked up the phone and scolded him, and hung up without waiting for him to say anything.

Zheng Qiuyang had to play by himself. At this point, the entire bowling alley was almost empty.

He was tired from playing, bought a bottle of canned coffee, and sat on a chair to drink slowly, not in a good mood.

There is a fairway far away from him, and a ball rolls past. , he casually glanced at the two people, one of them was a little familiar, and the model who praised him as a bird in the bathroom of the bar was a little familiar, and he was always seen in a reality show on TV recently... What's his name? coming?

It was the model who pitched the ball just now, and with him was a man who was half a head shorter than him.

It was a little far away, the two of them weren't talking loudly, Zheng Qiuyang couldn't hear it clearly, and he could see the long legs looking annoyed, it seemed that he threw the ball just now.

The fat man pushed him and asked him to fight again, and he stood behind him, grabbed his arm, and taught him directly.

The two of them pressed their chests to their backs, their long legs were a little uncomfortable, but they didn't say anything. The fat man smiled and supported his butt, and his long legs looked back at him in surprise, fat man Another look of uprightness, as if his actions were also to correct his actions, his long legs turned back stupidly and continued to swing his arms to prepare to throw the ball.

Zheng Qiuyang shook his head frequently, these long legs are a natural stun, it is no wonder that I have seen him three times in total, and two times he was sexually harassed.

Fatty's teaching method, of course, the long legs continue to throw stinky balls, no progress, the fat man sticks closer, and his hands and feet are more arrogant.

Zheng Qiuyang can't stand it any longer, but she's not a soft girl with long legs, so she deserves to be eaten two mouthfuls of tofu so stupid. He turned around and took out his mobile phone to swipe Weibo. After reading it for half a minute, he heard a quarrel over there.

The fat man said: "Why are you angry?"

The long legs said: "If you do this again, I will sue you!"

The long legs said: "Anyway, I don't practice anymore, I don't need you to teach me."

The fat man said: "If you don't practice, then you will be embarrassed!"

The long legs may have been caught in the mind and did not answer for a while.

The fat man's voice lowered again, he didn't know what to say, the big long legs said angrily: "Are you sick!" Then he pushed the fat man to go.

The fat man took his arm and whispered again.

The long legs are anxious: "I'm not that kind of person! Go find someone else!"

He shook off the fat man and walked outside, the fat man followed behind him, and continued to chatter, his face turned pale, and he refused to turn back and speed up his pace even when he died. The fat man was still following him.

Zheng Qiuyang after watching the lively, stood up and threw two more balls, drank a can of coffee on an empty stomach, and felt a little hungry now, so he put on his coat and planned to find someone to eat with.

When the result came out, I saw that the two people were still pulling and pulling outside just now, their long legs were about to leave, and the fat man was still entangled in not letting him go.

When he came out, he still kept trying to dodge, and had no intention of doing anything at all.

Zheng Qiuyang held his breath for him when he saw it, and planned to leave without seeing it, but was suddenly stopped by someone: "Hey! Chief editor Fang is his target!"

Zheng Qiuyang: “…”

In the magazine, the editor-in-chief Fang also put on his coat and planned to go to lunch. Before going out, the phone buzzed. When he took it out, he was stunned, not sure whether to pick it up or not. Should not take.

After hesitating for a moment, the fingers he swiped to answer the phone were shaking a little.

"Fang Shiqing," the person on the other end of the phone said coldly, "Do you have time? Come and meet, I'm downstairs from your magazine office."

Hang up the phone, Fang Shiqing took two deep breaths, he was nervous, his eyes were sore, and he wanted to cry a little. They all call him by their first and last names, and they don't look like his sister at all.

Fang Mingyu stood under the steps outside the gate, she wore light makeup, her long curly hair was loose, she wore a gray wool beret, a cape-style down jacket of the same color, and black stiletto heels reaching the ankle Boots, white and beautiful, with chest and legs.

The alchemist walked over slowly and whispered: "Sister."

She said, "It's noon, let's have dinner together."

The alchemist nodded and said, "Then I'll drive the car over..."

Fang Mingyu said: "No, I want to have a drink with you."

Fang Shiqing lowered his head and said, "Okay."