He could see Nangong Qingyu in the bed with a beautiful figure.

Even if you can't see your appearance clearly, your movements are basically the same.

The pungent incense hit him again, and he coughed a few times, his face pale.

When I looked at her casually, I found that there were two men serving her next to Nangong Qingyu. One helped her pinch her shoulders, her posture was ambiguous, and the other fed her grapes. She smiled full of smiles. Both men were very beautiful.

Xiao Jifan stopped and stared at them as if he wanted to see through them.

He walked up two or three steps, pulled the two men apart, and looked at Nangong Qingyu's enjoyable look, feeling angry.

"Qingyu..." He spoke hard, hoarse and bitter: "What are you going to do?"

Nangong Qingyu curled a sarcasm that seemed to be there and there was no place to be there, and his beautiful eyes did not look at him, and he waved his hand to let the two handsome men go down.

The two men stared at Xiao Jifan unwillingly, with a resentful look on their faces. If you look carefully, you will find that these two people are more or less similar to Xiao Jifan.

"Qingyu, do you know that your appearance makes me hate it..." Xiao Jifan saw the two men and looked at Nangong Qingyu's eyes and said word by word.

Nangong Qingyu's breathing stagnated, and his heart seemed to be caught and ravaged by someone, and the pain was unbearable.

Her face was a little pale, and she finally looked directly at her, her heart was bleeding...

She took a light breath, her tone was sarcastic: "Do you think I would like to be drunk and dreaming? Xiao Jifan, if you love someone, you will either mature or degenerate... I obviously belong to the latter. The disaster starts from you, and you won't feel any guilt when you see me like this?"

She paused, then felt helpless: "By the way... I forgot... You have no heart, how could you feel guilty..."

"Bang--"

Before Nangong Qingyu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of glass. Xiao Jifan picked up the cup and smashed it into the ground.

He was obviously angry, and the immortal Penglai, who had always been as calm as water, finally got angry.

"The purpose you want has been achieved!"

Nangong Qingyu smiled and was particularly sarcastic: "What is my purpose? You want to come by yourself, I didn't invite you. Since you are here, if you want to leave, I'm sorry, I will kill all the people in the world."

He was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Qingyu, why are you doing this? How could you become like this?"

Nangong Qingyu smiled bigger and bigger, more and more ostentatiously, and finally looked at him with a calm eye: "You forced me!"

You forced me...

He forced her...

It was him who ruined the fantasy she had originally had...

He never cared about her feelings, deceiving at the beginning, and then taking every step forward, in the end, she was just a substitute.

She thought about it, even though she felt so familiar, how could she not be Xueyan? But the other "Xueyan" is really true!

Even if she said no, Xiao Jifan would not believe it, so why should she ask for trouble? Nangong Qingyu only knew that Xiao Jifan would not believe what she said, especially for Xueyan. Since she could not get his heart, it would be better to let him stay by her side. Even if he hated her, hated her, or even hated her, it didn't matter...

Who told her not to let go of this relationship, to let go of him?

Since ancient times, the love barrier has been sad, even the most powerful Mingfeng in the world is the same.

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