Sweet Nothings

The fragrance of the perfume is very light, sweet, comfortable and relaxing, which is completely different from Huo Yunshen's excessive behavior at the moment.

He clasped her waist, stitched the person tightly in his arms, and rubbed it against his chest at once, wishing he could blend with her.

Yan Qing was so scared that her voice was dumb and she couldn't make a sound. A pendant she caught urgently along the road was being held in her hand, and she was always ready to hit Huo Yunshen's back.

Smash ... still not smash.

Yan Qing was so entangled that she wanted to cry. She understood that Huo Yunshen was n’t a rogue. He was a pitiful person. Moreover, he was not frivolous when he was clinging.

The problem is that he made a mistake!

Yan Qing decided to resolve it as peacefully as possible. After all, President Huo had not started to undress, and there was still room for discussion.

She threw the decoration aside and reached out to his shoulder, and asked hardly: "Mr. Huo, are you now clear-headed? Can you listen to me calmly?"

Huo Yun was buried deep in her neck fossa, with a very heavy nasal voice: "... what do you call me."

"Mr. Huo," Yan Qing increased his tone and trembled to lift the expensive head of the Huo family, and forced him to distance himself. "I repeat, you admit the wrong person, I am not Yun Qing at all, I am just It looks a bit like her, it just happened to hold you on the bridge, it's a coincidence! "

Huo Yunshen's gaze had substance, and Cun Cun touched her face, as if to explore the depths of her soul.

"Qingqing, don't scare me, I can't stand it anymore," he touched her curly hair with his fingertips, stroking back and forth, his voice fierce, "What the **** happened? That plane crash—"

He gritted his teeth and said to his heart: "Are you not on the plane during the crash? Where did you go afterwards ?! I have been looking for you for three years, and everyone says you are gone, let me face reality!

Yan Qing sighed bitterly, did not want to lose his temper to a man who was left by his lover, and patiently reiterated him again: "I am really not Yun Qing, I have never met you before tonight, do you understand?"

Huo Yunshen seemed to be unable to hear, and moved her finger to the side of her neck, slowly buckling her jaw, forcing her to face him.

"I can't find you ... The court announced your death to me in black and white. The cat we kept together has been sick since you left. It closed its eyes last week. I went to the pet hospital and no one could save it. Live it, I hate it to occupy you most, never touch it, but that day ... I held it and buried it on your favorite hillside. "

Every time he said something, Yan Qing felt bitter in his heart, staring at him stunnedly, forgetting to argue.

Huo Yunshen's throat was covered with gravel, and the words caused pain.

"Three days ago, I dreamed of you. You said to me, Yun Shen, don't look for it anymore, there will be no Yun Qing in this world anymore," he raised the corner of his mouth, but the water vapor gathered in his pupil dripped on Yan Qing's face. , "I thought, you came here to say goodbye to me, the cat is looking for you, it knows where you are, I can't fall behind it, Qingqing is mine, even if I die, I won't let go ! "

Yan Qing pumped sorely in his chest, clenching his hands unconsciously.

Huo Yunshen's five fingers gathered, holding her in his palm, and snarled in a mute voice: "You said that no matter who will go first, the other jumps off that bridge and will be able to come back together! You pulled me down with your own hands, and now tell me again, are you not Yun Qing ?! "

He ripped her collar away, revealing a cherry-shaped pink powder on the side of her neck: "This is what Yun Qing left for me! You dare to say that you are not her!"

Yan Qing sounded in his ears.

It turned out that Huo Yunshen did n’t understand it, but he did n’t plan to understand it at all. He was stubborn and he was in a high position. He must also be careful. He would notice that her long-term imprint was not strange at all, but he used it to make articles. If it belongs to Yun Qing, she could not bear it completely.

Is n’t this drinking thirst quenching thirst? What's the use of deceiving yourself! Can't communicate!

Yan Qing secretly had enough energy, and while he was not ready to push away, he jumped out of bed and picked up the pillow as a weapon aimed at him: "Huo Yunshen, you miss her is your business! Don't vent with unrelated people! You Let the people outside the door evacuate immediately and let me go! "

"Leave?" Huo Yunshen stepped forward, his eyes scarlet, "You say it again!"

Yan Qing said with a loud voice: "I'm leaving! It's enough to say a few times? I don't know you, you are a complete stranger to me!"

Huo Yunshen's five internal organs were trampled into mud by her.

Countless times I have said that I love him, care about him, guard his red lips, and deny everything he has.

There was no emotion in her eyes, all cold, resisting and repelling.

Huo Yun was so distressed that he held her waist desperately and asked hardly: "Qing Qing, you forgot me, right?"

Min Jing stood outside the door, looking at the long hair secretly hidden in his hand, and nodded silently. He agreed with Brother Shen.

Yun Qing should have lost her memory. The amnesia itself was either accidental or artificial, but one thing was certain. After the amnesia, she was deliberately filled in with a complete and detailed false past.

It's difficult to do. In this way, Yun Qing has her own memory chain and logic chain, which is equivalent to a brand-new person. No matter what they say, she won't believe it. Even if she compares the DNA with her hair and proves her identity, she will It is believed that Huo Yunshen only covered the sky with his hand and made a false report to deceive her.

In the room, Huo Yun dragged Yan Qing deep and hurriedly said, "This is our bedroom, our bed, and you have lived here since you went to college, don't you remember?"

Yun Qing couldn't count how many words he said.

Huo Yunshen is like a helpless child, looking for something that can awaken her memory, and finally leaned over and opened the bedside table drawer, and hurriedly took out a glass ball to her: "Look, this is my birthday, you gave me , You said it would make my life complete ... "

Yan Qing was driven crazy and interrupted excitedly: "Not me!"

He squeezed the ball into her hand, she refused to catch it, and the fear of not escaping was getting stronger. During the dispute, she waved her arm and knocked off the ball, and the sound of cracking sounded at the same time. She blurted out. The words: "Huo Yunshen, I really regret saving you!"

The room is solidified.

The glass ball was torn apart at the foot.

Huo Yun lowered his head deeply and said slowly, "Qing Qing, do you regret that I am not dead."

Yan Qing was sensitive to the strangeness of his tone, revealing the fragility and stubbornness of a blow. She just wanted to take the opportunity to run out. He raised a pair of blood-stained eyes, pulled off the tie that was already loose on the neck and tied her wrist. The other end is firmly attached to the head of the bed.

"What are you doing ..." Yan Qing couldn't believe it, "You are kidnapping!"

Huo Yun knelt down beside her, rubbing her face with her fingertips, trembling tenderly: "It's not kidnapping, it's closing."

His madness can no longer be restrained: "You held me in this room and said in person, if one day you forget me, let me catch you, lock it up, and don't allow anyone to see you, arriving early Only me is late until you remember me! "

After he finished speaking, he leaned over to kiss the corner of her mouth, picked up the debris with bare hands, wrapped it in his arms, and staggered up.

When he walked to the door, he looked back, his eyelashes were wet and sticky, and he stared deeply at the knot that the tie killed: "I won't stay, I'm afraid of hurting you, I'm in the living room, you calmly call me."

The door was locked outside.

For the first time in his life, Yan Qing wanted to scold others, and scolded the kind that could not be relieved by his hoarseness.

Huo Yunshen even used the set of captivity, but she said she was not calm? ! What is he going to do next, because she is not obedient and strangles her alive? Killing people again? Or simply set the fire on this house and die with her in a decisive manner?

Bloody pictures jumped out endlessly, and Yan Qing was tired of crying, and had no strength to fear, sobbing on the edge of the bed.

How to do……

Want to stay the same, pretend to be Yun Qing, appease him, and then find a chance to escape?

This thought was rejected by Yan Qing. Once she opened her mouth, Huo Yunshen's abnormal paranoia degree, let's not want to leave it clear, and even if she escaped, the old house in her house was probably found by Min Jing. How can I hide in peace, stay in a hotel, take a high-speed train by plane, and all the documents used are probably not quite flat.

"Sister Anlan is still waiting for me to record the show," she whispered to herself, "I just signed the show contract ..."

When Yan Qing chattered in his mouth, his nerves suddenly collapsed and straightened up.

Yes, the program team!

An Lan specially told her to bring her luggage and necessities when reporting, and start the live-in life of the players directly. The recording and accommodation were far from the city. In a renovated old middle school in the suburbs, the staff plus nearly a hundred players, Will be her best cover.

Even if Huo Yunshen is found, she should always take into account the reputation of the Huo Group and should be somewhat calm. She is safer than wandering outside.

Yan Qing had an idea and forced herself to calm down and look at the only window in the bedroom. The direction of the window was toward the back of the building. It could escape the guards that might exist at the door of the building, and it was not locked. There was no anti-theft net outside the window, enough for her. Get out!

She bit her lip, stayed absolutely quiet, and tried to work on the tie on her wrist. Only then did she realize that Huo Yunshen was not really tight, and could not wear her at all. Engage.

With sweat on her forehead, she silently begged for a long time for the bodhisattva to bless and was useless, and she had no choice but to seek Yunqing.

Yun Qing is helping in Tian Youling, your husband is going crazy and killing people!

When she moved around, her left hand turned inadvertently, the knot was faintly loose, and then the body seemed to find some hidden instinct, her hands unknowingly changed the angle, and within ten seconds, the tie fell on the bed.

Does this work? !

Yan Qing took a breath and pushed Yun Qing to the altar in minutes.

From this moment on, Miss Yun is her goddess! unique!

Yan Qing scrambled to find the sheets that could be used in the bedroom, the quilt, and the thick clothes were not let go. While aiming at the door, he quickly tied them together and connected them into a rope.

She passed the doorway with breathless breath, opened the window a little bit, and threw the rope into the night.

Three floors, she can.

Yan Qing **** her long hair and tied her trousers tightly. She climbed on the window sill as light as a swallow. She endured the fear and slowly released her body along the rope. Her slender legs swayed for a long time. Finally she found an air conditioner that could borrow briefly frame.

She had just stood firm, and was surprised to find that the bedroom and living room windows were next to each other, with lights on, and the scene was unobstructed.

Everyone else has withdrawn, and there is a lot of space, only Huo Yunshen is left.

Yan Qing for a moment, forgot where he was, staring at him staring blankly.

The anger, which was originally full of burst, was disturbed by the night wind and scattered.

Huo Yunshen was sitting on the ground with her back against her door, her tall body curled up, her head drooping low, her lips curled in a line, his blood-stained hands fiddled with a pile of broken glass, and carefully glued one by one with glue .

He stuck it into a broken semi-finished product, which he held in his palm as a priceless treasure.

The author has something to say: Qing Qing: It seems that I got the script of "The Little Escaped Wife Dressed as a Perverted President" and felt sad.