President Ba’s Little Rose

This slap was slapped extremely hard, and Qiao Zong's face was directly slapped to one side, and then five clear red finger prints appeared on his face.

Shen Xizhi's palm was numb, and her fingertips were aching.

She raised her eyes to look at Qiao Zong, because the first time she treated this person so sharply, a trace of panic appeared in her heart. She suppressed these emotions, took out a few tissues from the box on the armrest, and wiped her lips clean.

Qiao Zong raised his hand, arched his index finger, and rubbed the water stain on his lips with the second knuckle.

In the past, seeing Qiao Zong doing this action, Shen Xizhi felt particularly seductive, but at this time he only felt lustful.

"Open the car door, I'm leaving." Shen Xizhi straightened her back without expression and put her hand on the handle.

The little girl had a gesture of leaving at any time.

Qiao Zong's lips curled up and smiled: "Shen Xizhi, you think I'm playing with your feelings, don't you?"

Shen Xizhi turned her head and asked in a light tone, "Isn't it?"

Qiao Zong likes to talk casually, and will never leave her alone.

Just talked about the future, the next moment I said that I was not worthy of her.

Isn't this still a joke?

Qiao Zong raised his hand and pulled the shirt collar button that was already torn apart.

The button on his neckline snapped open, revealing his collarbone and a small half of his chest. Shen Xizhi suddenly remembered that a long time ago, she was in front of Qiao Zong and told him not to unbutton his shirt.

How she liked Qiao Zong back then.

She regarded him as the beauty in her heart.

She is willing to overthrow her own country for this beauty. Because of Qiao Zong's words, he desperately ran to Beijing to find him. For Qiao Zong, dare to fight against his parents.

She is so brave for love, but so stupid.

Then, this beauty, like countless evil demon girls in history books, stole the king's heart and made the king lose the city.

She fell so badly that she suffered a big loss.

Qiao slid his eyelashes, smiling softly and strangely: "Why would I not be serious to you. Shen Xizhi, you don't know, I once thought that if I die, I will also hold you and join me Go to hell."

Shen Xizhi heard the words, and a fluffy feeling rose in his heart.

She glanced at Qiao Zong hesitantly, but found that the man's eyes looked particularly coquettish in the dim light.

"I love you." Qiao Zong said softly. He squinted his eyes and raised the tips of his eyes slightly. He didn't care about the palm prints on his face, but pulled Shen Xizhi's hand with a low voice. As if the wind will blow away: "Shen Xizhi, I love you."

Hearing the word "love", Shen Xizhi's eyes widened slightly.

Qiao Zong took her left hand, his fingers separated her fingers one by one, and inserted the fingertips through the gap between the bases of her fingers.

Two hands, fingers interlocked.

Qiao Zong's fingers pressed **** the back of Shen Xizhi's hand.

Shen Xizhi's hand was sore by his pincers, she frowned, just about to speak.

In the next moment, Joe pulled her wrist vertically and led her toward the driver's seat.

Shen Xizhi was caught off guard, and was dragged over. Qiao Zong's arms wrapped around her waist, and they hugged tightly at the distance of an armrest.

His arms wrapped around Shen Xizhi's back and pressed against her shoulders, and his chin rested on Shen Xizhi's neck.

Qiao Zong's breathing fluctuated, all sprayed on her skin.

Shen Xizhi felt that the skin around her neck was burning like a prairie fire.

The man lowered his head and bit her neck.

His teeth pressed hard, grabbing a piece of her soft flesh, and twirling hard, the tips of his teeth sunk deeply into the flesh.

Shen Xizhi "hissed", trying to push Qiao Zong, but suddenly heard the man's suppressed gasp. Her hand stopped, and Qiao Zong said dumbly: "I wish you would kill me yourself."

Shen Xizhi was taken aback, Qiao Zong's hand had already pressed the back of her head.

He lifted his head, his lips were stained with shiny water, and those peach eyes looked at her, "I love you so much that I am willing to die for you."

Under his cold gaze, Shen Xizhi curled up her fingers and closed her eyes.

She dared not meet the sight of a man like that.

His gaze was extremely aggressive, as if he was going to pull her up.

"But, Shen Xizhi, you like me so much, I don't want to hurt you, I really don't want to." Qiao Zong touched her forehead, muttering, "I want you to be happy and happy."

The man's forehead is a little hot.

Shen Xizhi pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Zhizhi," Qiao Zong said, "I know that you have got the best from childhood. I'm not good. I'm an insatiable bastard. I love you and I want you, but I can't. I'm going to die. If you Marry me, I am dead, and you will be a widow."

Shen Xizhi's eyelashes trembled.

Her heart seemed to be tightly wound by a thin thread, about to be strangled into many tiny pieces.

She heard the cherishment and pity in a man's tone, as well as the desire to endure.

This person wants her, but doesn't want to hurt her.

Shen Xizhi felt sad but helpless, she said: "But Qiao Zong, I really don't know, I can't tell, when are you telling the truth, and when are you lying to me."

Qiao Zong raised his eyes suddenly, his lips snapped, unable to say a word.

"I don't want to be fooled by you again," Shen Xizhi pulled her fingers away from his palm, and tilted her head back a bit. She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue and said aggrieved: "I don't want to cry anymore. Joe. Even though, I don’t know what your difficulties are, and I don’t want to know what you think."

Qiao Zong said: "Zhizhi, I..."

"Don't explain, I'm not clever, I'm stupid, you lied to me and I would believe it. But I don't want to be so sad anymore, so don't bother me anymore. Between us, just forget it, Can you?" Shen Xizhi sniffed and choked up: "I am serious when I like you. It is true that I am sad when you say you can't like me. I don't want to experience this kind of emotion anymore. , Let's end it completely."

For the first time, Qiao Zong discovered that the little girl was so decisive.

When he loves, he is vigorous and gives all his sincerity. When he does not love, he is worthless to her.

It should be so.

Rose will never do something wrong, and Rose will never need to wrong herself.

The rose is aloft, just need to be cared for.

Qiao Zong was silent.

Shen Xizhi said, "Brother Qiao Zong, you are my brother's good friend. I won't tell him about this. Let me go back. In the future, don't bother anymore."

"Zhizhi," Qiao Zong let go of her hair, closed her eyes, and looked tired: "You give me another chance, okay? Just this time, I will never lie to you. When I die, you Just be free, okay?"

A car passed by in front of the alley, and the white light pierced the darkness, illuminating Qiao Zong's face for a brief moment.

Shen Xizhi saw his expression clearly.

He closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes covered his eyelids, the corners of his lips were stained with water, and there was a light cyan under his eyes. It seems that I haven't slept well for a while.

Shen Xizhi let out a sigh of relief and asked bluntly, "When will you die?"

"It's not more than three years." Qiao Zong said slowly: "Zhizhi, just three years, stay with me, okay?"

"Then what's the benefit of me?" Shen Xizhi raised her eyebrows, her tone tactfully, and the ending sound knocked upwards, even sweet: "Brother, I have to give me some benefits, so I'll be willing."

"I have it for you." Qiao Zong didn't hesitate, he opened his eyes and looked at her with dark eyes.

Those eyes were deeper than the night.

Shen Xizhi's heart was slightly astringent, and her mouth was bitter. She blinked her eyes and tears filled her eyes.

An inexplicable emotion surged.

She was uncomfortable, but she didn't want to face this feeling.

It turned out that Qiao Zong would die within three years.

die.

At her age, it is quite a distant concept.

Shen Xizhi's expression was stiff, his speech rate was not very natural, and his tone of voice was almost indifferent, and asked, "What do you have?"

"Rich." Qiao Zong twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled suddenly: "There is still this face." After a pause, he said, "Zhizhi likes my face."

The old slouch tone became a little cautious to please.

Shen Xizhi lowered her eyes, concealing the emotion in her eyes.

Thinking of Qiao Zong's death in three years, she couldn't say a word of resentment.

Qiao Zong is in the middle of the game, and she is on the outside.

She felt that Qiao Zong's behavior did not love her.

In her love, you must do your best to love someone and never give up lightly.

But for Qiao Zong, she is the one he loves in the few remaining lives.

She just understood now.

Maybe this man really loves her.

Shen Xizhi swallowed, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, her expression was complicated, and her brows were tightly twisted.

Qiao Zong waited nervously for her answer.

After a long time, Qiao Zong thought that Shen Xizhi would not say anything to him tonight.

The little girl said, "Qiao Zong, I don't want to."

There is no ups and downs in the tone of these six characters.

Qiao Zong's expression faded, he couldn't think about it, and asked, "Why?"

"That's too painful." Shen Xizhi looked at him and said calmly: "We stopped the loss in time. I don't want to be sad at that time. Moreover, three years are too short. What I want is a lifetime."

Qiao Zong's index finger and thumb pressed his temples and rubbed them. He gritted his teeth, the blue veins on his forehead throbbed, his emotions were uncontrollable, and he asked, "Can you please, Shen Xizhi, I beg you."

"Qiao Zong, if my father objected next time, what would you do? You live up to three years, and you can't give me a lifetime." Shen Xizhi smiled: "You will definitely abandon me again."

"I won't." Qiao Zong said.

"You will." Shen Xizhi tilted her head and said: "Because you don't trust me, you feel inferior to yourself. You are afraid that I will leave you because of this, and you are afraid of guilt for me, so you give the opportunity to choose Me, this way, you will be better off."

"..." Qiao Zong was silent, lowered his head, his whole body seemed to be drained of all energy: "Yes."

He was inferior and cowardly, standing in a dark corner, fell in love with a rose.

The rose was dazzling and red.

Everyone wants to cherish it, and Qiao Zong wants to fold it off, pull out its thorns, and put it in a greenhouse to nurture it carefully.

However, there is not much left in his life.

He is afraid that he can't raise a rose by himself. I'm also afraid that Rose will leave because she doesn't like him.

So he let go.

His nasty, dirty desires, thoughts, greed and bad sex, made him unable to let go.

He wants to grow that rose again.

Only when he is dead can Rose be free.

"You are really scumbag." Shen Xizhi said, "But I think you didn't lie to me this time."