Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Rong Lei looked at Qin Chen on the bed for a long time before slowly walking to the bar.

He poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it lightly.

He is not in a hurry to take possession of her, because she is his, he doesn't need to be anxious like a stunned kid.

In her heart, he is always elegant.

Rong Lei took his last sip of wine and walked step by step to the luxurious bed and to the most important girl in his life.

He had many women, but no one could replace Qin Chen's position in his heart.

That was where he was the purest when he was young, and now she is lying on his bed like that perfectly.

Beautiful and holy.

Rong Lei was sitting, his slender fingers gently touching her face.

Qin Chen's beauty, like a shocking stone... also moved Rong Lei.

He wants her.

This deep desire had existed long ago, but he didn't want to scare her.

But now, he is determined to possess her.

In this way, the thoughts between her and Lan Yu were also broken.

Rong Lei raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt, one by one--

When the shirt fell, it was a solid and powerful body.

Afterwards, he lightly pressed a switch, and the camera instantly raised from all sides of the bedroom, at least a dozen large beds aimed at luxury...

His face is the depression of love jade, it is a kind of inevitable.

He half-kneeled in front of Qin Chen, slowly leaned over, and kissed her lips...

But before his lips touched her, his heart was touched by a sharp object.

Rong Lei squinted and looked down, looking at the delicate scalpel Qin Chen was holding.

"It's better not to move, this knife can cut the bones in one second." Qin Chen opened his eyes and looked at Rong Lei: "If you don't want to live, you can try."

Rong Lei's eyes have been locked to her, deep and hoarse, and even more angry: "For a Lan Yu, do you want to turn your face with me?"

He restrained his voice: "Corn, have you forgotten our beautiful days in France?"

"I haven't forgotten." Qin Chen looked at him: "But I am not me, and you are not you anymore."

She smiled slightly: "You don't love me the way you think. I am no longer Qin Chen in your heart, but a genius doctor, am I?"

Rong Lei gently stroked her face, in a soft voice: "That's what you think?"

"Then what do you make me think?" Qin Chen laughed a little mockingly: "For so many years, when you saw me, didn't you feel heartache? A 12-year-old girl closed herself for 12 years for someone she likes... You It’s normal to think that I’m so good, that’s because you don’t love me..."

Rong Lei squeezed her face: "In this world, no one loves you more than I do."

He leaned over to kiss her, Qin Chen held the knife in his hand, a drop of blood oozing out, and then a string.

Her white pajamas soon dyed red, but she did not let go.

Rong Lei kissed her lips softly, and muttered, "Are you willing to kill me? Chenchen, for a man, do you really want to turn against me?"

He reached out and grabbed her hand, as if turning a blind eye to the hurt in his heart, "I don't believe it, in your heart, I can't compare to him."

Qin Chen lowered his eyes: "You can try and touch me again."

Rong Lei's body leaned down.

The knife in her hand sank into his body inch by inch...

Qin Chen's body shook. She was a doctor. She knew too much how much he still had. His heart would be pierced by a knife.