Qu Jingzi glanced at the scene in the car and frowned slightly.
His father was sitting there in a sturdy suit, a woman buried her head on his lap, unable to see her face, only a half white neck, and a jade-made foot.
Looking at the woman, he was a little dissatisfied, and his mother had just died.
"I'm back." Qu Zhengming asked, "What's the matter?"
Qu Jingzi's face was deeper, and he was also a man. Of course, he could hear a certain meaning in his father's voice.
"It's okay, see your car, come over and say hello."
"Um..." Dumb voice, said: "You go back first, I will later."
Later?Why later?
Qu Jingzi squeezed her lips tightly. The two are father and son. He and Qu Zhengming have the same habit.
He knocked on the roof of the car, making a tuk-tuk sound, his eyes sober, reminding: "Dad, don't forget my mother."
Qu Zhengming's hands flicked through the woman's thick long hair, looming.
He "hmm" and comforted his son: "Reassure that she won't take your mother's place."
With his father's promise, Qu Jingzi was ready to go, and glanced at the woman's shoulder again, white and thin, dazzling white.
He remembered Yaoyao. In the forest that day, the skin he touched was soft and smooth. Unfortunately, it was too dark to see it. If you can see it, it must be so charming.
"Dad," he stood still, stooping, leaning on the window, "Please, you."
"what?"
"Help me find a girl."
"Who?"
"Yao Yao, Chen Yaoyao, a school with me, a junior, a student of my mother, had also been there during the funeral." He saw the snow-white feet trembling slightly, somehow.
Qu Zhengming pressed harder on Yaoyao's head even more, and asked quietly, "What should she check?"
This question seemed to stop him. He frowned for a long time and answered, "Check everything."
Qu Zhengming: "I'll tell you when I've checked it."
Qu Jingzi turned and wanted to go, and turned back, asking, "Dad, how do I coax the girl to bed?"
Qu Zhengming smiled: "Who coaxes?"
"Yaoyao, I want her."
"Then you only need two things: money and power."
Qu Jingzi thought for a while: "I won't disturb you, you enjoy it."
After that, he walked away.
Qu Zhengming rose into the car window and lifted Yaoyao's face. Her face was already stained with water, and his pants were also a large dark.
"What's crying?" Qu Zhengming asked in a dumb voice.
Yao Yao sobbed slightly: "You are shameless."
Being scolded, he was not angry and even smiled.
Yao Yu said: "What are you laughing at?"
Qu Zhengming's eyes were heavy, and he answered, "Whatever you cry, I will laugh."
After talking, waiting for Yaoyao to react, opened the door, bent over, and picked her up.
Yaoyao's only slippers also fell off, she exclaimed: "My shoes..."
Qu Zhengming's throat knot slipped: "No."
After finishing speaking, he said to the side: "No one is allowed to disclose the identity of Miss Yaoyao if you are instructed to continue."
The parking place was not close to the house, a full two hundred meters small, Qu Zhengming took her into the house without breathing.Unexpectedly, Qu Jingzi came across the house again.
Yao Yao quickly put his head back in his arms.
Qu Jingzi was watching TV. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked down at the large water stain between Qu Zhengming’s legs. He couldn’t help stabbing his dad: “Dad, you’re not too young. point."
Qu Zhengming did indulge in Qu Jingzi, but he was not angry, smiled, patted Yaoyao's butt, and said, "I have to ask her if I can't tell you this."
Qu Jingzi glanced at the girl in her arms, and it was definitely right, but this time with long hair covered, she could not see the snowy shoulders, but a pair of jade feet were exposed to his eyes. Without cover.
Qu Jingzi watched the woman held upstairs by her father.
He knew exactly what happened next.
He kept pressing the remote control to change channels, and none of them liked it.
Why is Yao Yao not willing to be close to him?
She said it was too fast, but they have known each other for so many days.
Now I still want to break up.
Qu Jingzi casually found a science and education channel, and looked at it absently.
Qu Zhengming took Yao Yao to the bedroom, threw her on the bed, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to see Jingzi's room?"
Yao Yao's pale face was even more ugly. She moved back twice, curled her legs, and shook her head.
The snow-white feet rested on the dark green sheets, which were whiter and thinner.
Qu Zhengming looked at it, and fire ignited in his eyes.
He hugged Yao Yao up: "I'll take you to see Jingzi's studio."
"No, I won't go!"
Yao Yao struggled violently in his arms.
Qu Zhengming slapped her hard, shining her ass.
"Slap", it hurts fiercely.
Yao Yao gritted his teeth, afraid that Qu Jingzi would hear it and said nothing.
Qu Zhengming laughed: "Here, there is no such thing as you say no."
Yao Yao was taken by him to Qu Jingzi's studio, which was filled with his works, and there were three trophies in the cabinet next to it. One is great, not to mention three, and Qu Jingzi is only 18 years old this year.
The trophy is not the most conspicuous. In the studio, the most striking are the rows of paint tools on the table and the works on the wall.
Yao Yao has no talent for creation, but appreciation is not needed. She can see that the paintings on the wall are even better than those he took to participate in the competition.
Whether it is the use of colors and lines, or the grasp of angles, it is unique. Compared with the old artists, it is young, but it is also expensive.
Yao Yao seemed to be attracted all the attention by the works on the wall. She walked barefoot on the wooden floor and looked up to admire the paintings. The eyes shone with blurred waves.
Qu Zhengming took a thick thumb brush in his hand and played with it. His eyes followed Yaoyao, with a scorching temperature, and looked at her slender and beautiful neck, and the pair of recruits who stepped on the floor foot.
Yao Yao was looking at the painting, and was suddenly surrounded by the burning breath of the man. She couldn't help but shudder, and heard him ask: "You also learn to paint, how does it compare to Jing Zi?"
He asked frivolously, and scrubbed the clean brush on her face.
Yao Yao wants to avoid the brush head. Qu Jingzi's brushes are very expensive and are natural hairs, each of which has hundreds or thousands. It feels very good to the touch, and it scratches and tickles on the face.
She caught his hand and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"
Qu Zhengming sneered, "What are you doing?"
She squeezed her chin in one hand and a brush in one hand, messing with her nose.
Yao Yao bit his teeth tightly, resisting the turmoil in his nose, looking at the trophy that belongs to Qu Jingzi, and said anxiously: "Let's go, don't be here."
"Why not here?" Qu Zhengming was faintly excited, his voice dumb.
She begged anxiously, "He will find out."
"Oh, yes, at this time yesterday, you are still a respectful girlfriend." Qu Zhengming mocked while kissing her.
This mockery carries a touch of shame.
Yao Yao pushed him hard, and the little animal bit his hand.The tooth mark on the tiger's mouth has not faded, and a new wound has been added.
"You bastard, shameless! He will find it, he will find it."
Qu Zhengming grinned and pressed her against the wall, clasped her two wrists with one hand, and raised it to the top of her head, suppressing her resistance.
With a smile on his face, the fear of her could not tell whether it was disdain or something.
"I am shameless? Then what are you?"
Hard to do, Yao Yao can only continue to beg him, tossing and turning to say what he will find.
Qu Zhengming stopped and squinted: "So afraid of being discovered by him? Why, he hasn't touched you yet?"
Without waiting for Yaoyao to answer, he reacted: "Yes, if it works, I won't ask that question just now."
Yao Yao: "Let's go quickly, he will come up immediately."
Qu Zhengming smiled and comforted: "Relax, he is below, and he goes back to the bedroom to sleep when he comes up.
It seemed that he was making a special trip to Qu Zhengming's face. As soon as his voice fell, Qu Jingzi's footsteps came upstairs.
Yao Yao's face was pale and shivering beneath him.
Qu Zhengming laughed with Qiyin: "I can't go out now, he will be seen when he goes out."
Yao Yao cried, tears falling one by one.
Qu Zhengming's face was light, and she didn't cry when she asked him for help in the nightclub.
The footsteps are getting closer.
He let go of her hand, grabbed her waist, sniffed the fragrance on her neck, and said dumbly: "Relax, he won't come here."
Yaoyao just shook his head, it seemed that even the defense had lost meaning, and the appointment generally closed his eyes.
Qu Zhengming: "Well, there is something to cry, his bedroom is in front, he will not come here at all..."
Today, it seems to be inconsistent with the character of Qu Zhengming. Qu Jingzi slapped his face again. The sound of footsteps passed through the bedroom without stopping. Instead, he approached the studio.
Yao Yao was stiff, and his lips were almost bitten and bleeding.
The footsteps stopped in front of the studio door, and he was ready to open it.
As long as he pushed the door, he could see the scene in the room at a glance.
Qu Zhengming frowned.
Yao Yao closed his eyes and waited for the final trial.
With a click, the door opened.
At the same time there was the sound of something else opening.
After a period of dizziness, Yao Yao entered a confined space when she opened her eyes again.
This is a cabinet!
The touch underfoot...is paper.
This is Qu Jingzi's paper cabinet.
The door was locked again, and Yao heard the sound of Qu Jingzi coming in. He asked in doubt: "How did the light turn on?"
Of course no one answered him.
Yao Yao covered her mouth, there was a joy for the rest of the life.
She was not found.