Zhou Bingjie originally changed color just because she suddenly touched the wound with force. Now that she saw Qi Huan coming to her side, the concerned and anxious expression on her face did not seem to be pretending, Zhou Bingjie couldn't help but feel warm. Under such circumstances, Zhou Bingjie quickly shook her head: Manager Qi, thank you for your concern. I'm fine, it's really okay, you didn't care about me, really.
Qi Huan can now be regarded as a prodigal son who is very experienced in women. Naturally, he can see a flash of touch in Zhou Bingjie's big watery eyes. How could Qi Huan miss the perfect opportunity to please this charming young woman? After hearing Zhou Bingjie say this, Qi Huan's expression became even more anxious, and he grabbed Zhou Bingjie's hand again: He said it's okay, look at you, your face is deformed, let me see, why did I hurt you? Is it serious? Should I go to the hospital?
Although Qi Huan once again held one of his slender jade hands and made Zhou Bingjie feel a little unnatural, when he saw Qi Huan's anxious look, Zhou Bingjie felt that if she pulled out her hand like this, it might hurt Qi Huan's self-esteem. Therefore, although the beautiful wife felt a little unnatural in her heart, she did not pull her hand out of Qi Huan's hand.
Qi Huan was standing there, while Zhou Bingjie was sitting there. In order to find out how he hurt Zhou Bingjie, Qi Huan lifted Zhou Bingjie's hand. In this way, the clothes that had originally hit Zhou Bingjie's wrist also slid on Zhou Bingjie's elbow and exposed half of her arm. After feeling a chill, Zhou Bingjie suddenly stood up as if she realized something, and wanted to pull down her sleeves to cover her arm.
But this movement was undoubtedly a little slower, because Qi Huan had seen that Zhou Bingjie was exposed on the big blue on her arms outside. Against the backdrop of her snow-white skin, the big blue looked particularly scary. Seeing this blue, Qi Huan felt ache and hurriedly said: Miss Zhou, look, it’s all my bad, it’s all my bad, I’m too hard, and it’s actually causing such great harm to you. Let’s go to the hospital quickly.
Judging from the blue traces, Qi Huan naturally knew that the scar was not caused by himself. Moreover, combined with the alienation between them and the resentful expression of Zhou Bingjie just now, Qi Huan naturally knew that the scar should have been left by Wang Ziwen, but Qi Huan could not ask Zhou Bingjie like this, because if Qi Huan asked this question, Zhou Bingjie would doubt whether the incident that night would be a conspiracy carefully arranged by Qi Huan. Therefore, Qi Huan could only pretend that everything was kept in the dark and said such words.
But at the same time, thinking of his discord, not only hurt Zhou Bingjie's heart, but also hurt Zhou Bingjie's body. Qi Huan felt both distressed and guilty, and her eyes turned red and she almost burst into tears. Such a behavior was not deliberately pretended to be, but from his heart.
Zhou Bingjie didn't know that after Qi Huan saw the blue color on his arm, so many thoughts turned into his mind. Looking at Qi Huan's concern from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Bingjie's heart increased a few more points. When the wonderful wife saw Qi Huan attribute all these mistakes to her and fell into deep self-blame, she couldn't bear to let Qi Huan go like this. At that moment, Zhou Bingjie pulled her arm back and said lightly: Manager Qi, don't blame yourself, this wound has nothing to do with you, yes, it was him who made it.
Zhou Bingjie originally thought that as long as she said that her scar was not made by Qi Huan, it would be enough to relieve Qi Huan's guilt, but Zhou Bingjie herself couldn't figure out what was going on with her. After saying that Qi Huan's scar was not made by Qi Huan, she licked her feet and said what he made. The beautiful wife said in her mouth naturally refers to Zhou Bingjie's husband Wang Ziwen.
After hearing Zhou Bingjie's words, Qi Huan further confirmed his guess. When she thought that Wang Ziwen had made such a ruthless move onto this beautiful wife, Qi Huan couldn't help but feel angry. Under such circumstances, Qi Huan snorted coldly: Miss Zhou, is it your husband doing it? Well, I'll go find him now, and I want him to know that hurting others will be in great pain.
Seeing Qi Huan's appearance, Zhou Bingjie was shocked and quickly stood up to stop Qi Huan's actions, but Qi Huan's movements were very fast. Zhou Bingjie stretched out her hand to hold Qi Huan's arm. Qi Huan had already rushed to the door. Seeing Qi Huan watching him rushing out of the door, Zhou Bingjie quickly shouted loudly: Manager Qi, no, listen to me, okay?
Hearing Zhou Bingjie's words with a hint of pleading, Qi Huan's body couldn't help but pause slightly. After a while, Qi Huan slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Bingjie's pretty face, saying word by word: Miss Zhou, don't stop me. Today I will go to find that bastard. I must make her pay the price for this matter. Women are for love, not for beating, let alone, you are still the woman I love.
Zhou Bingjie looked at Qi Huan's firm face and felt a sense of stability for no reason, as if the pain on her arm became less obvious. From Qi Huan's expression, Zhou Bingjie could also see that if she let Qi Huan go out now, Wang Ziwen would definitely not be able to take it away. But it was precisely because of the consequence that Zhou Bingjie felt that she should stop Qi Huan even more.
So, Zhou Bingjie hurriedly walked forward a few steps, grabbed Qi Huan's arm tightly, and said softly: Manager Qi, don't be so excited, okay? This, this, this, this, this, this, it was really my husband, but I also have my problems. Really, you, sit down first, listen to me carefully, tell me if the whole story is in the end, I'm finished talking, if you want to cause trouble for him again, I will definitely not stop you. Who made me a miserable woman?
Speaking of this, Zhou Bingjie obviously thought of what she had experienced these days. As her eyes turned red, two tears slid down her pretty face, which was broken by her fingers.
Seeing Zhou Bingjie's pretty face showing a pity-looking look on her, Qi Huan was a little heroic and short of breath for a moment. In this situation, Qi Huan stood there and let Zhou Bingjie hug her arms tightly in her arms: Okay, Miss Zhou, you can do it if you don't want me to trouble your husband, but you must give me a reason, and what you just said, you have a problem, you have to explain clearly what's going on, and whether you have done something that is sorry for your husband.Qi Huan said this, but she felt proud. After seeing the scars on Zhou Bingjie's arm, Qi Huan vaguely guessed the relationship between Zhou Bingjie and Wang Ziwen. But until now, what Zhou Bingjie said was only related to her. Obviously, her artificiality in front of Zhou Bingjie had completely achieved the effect. This wonderful wife did not doubt her.
The reason why Qi Huan stood there instead of returning to her seat to listen to Zhou Bingjie was mainly because Qi Huan felt that as her arm was hugging Zhou Bingjie in her arms, the two soft and tender flesh wrapped her arms tightly. The elastic and warm breath made Qi Huan realize immediately that this was the feeling that a pair of plump and elastic jade peaks of the wonderful wife, tightly wrapped in her shirt, squeezed on her hands and brought her. If Qi Huan walked to her seat to listen to Zhou Bingjie saying these things, Zhou Bingjie would naturally loosen her hands, and Qi Huan could no longer experience that wonderful feeling. Qi Huan was not a fool, so how could she miss the opportunity to get in touch with Zhou Bingjie like this?
Zhou Bingjie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Qi Huan agreeing to leave. Of course, Qi Huan's actions in her heart were added to Qi Huan's favor in her heart. After sighing quietly, Zhou Bingjie began to talk about what happened between herself and Wang Ziwen after she returned home that night.
Because Qi Huan was the initiator of this matter, he guessed the conflict between Zhou Bingjie and Wang Ziwen and his wife, so he did not listen carefully to what Zhou Bingjie said, but instead focused on his arm holding Zhou Bingjie tightly. From the feeling coming from his arm, Qi Huan could feel that this wonderful wife should have just put her arm between her jade peaks.
Because Qi Huan felt that a warm and elastic feeling came from both sides of his arms. Although there was a layer of clothes, Qi Huan still felt the warm breath emitted from Zhou Bingjie's plump and elastic jade peaks tightly wrapped around her shirt. Thinking that his arms were actually in contact with Zhou Bingjie's body, which could only be played with by Wang Ziwen, Qi Huan felt a strange stimulation.
After Zhou Bingjie hugged Qi Huan's arm tightly, she was like pressing Qi Huan's arm tightly on her chest. In this way, Qi Huan felt that she could not only feel the seductive aura coming from Zhou Bingjie's jade peak, but also vaguely feel Zhou Bingjie's pounding heartbeat.
After Zhou Bingjie finished speaking, she felt much more comfortable. As she felt more comfortable, Zhou Bingjie suddenly realized that she was holding Qi Huan's arm tightly in her arms, and Qi Huan's arm seemed to be pressing on her jade peak. The beautiful wife could clearly feel the hot male aura coming from Qi Huan's arm was passing through the plump and elastic Yu Feng's clothes that were tightly wrapped around her, and hitting the delicate skin on her chest.
It was the first time that he had such a close contact with a man other than her husband that Zhou Bingjie couldn't help but feel a little unnatural in her heart. But at the same time, Zhou Bingjie felt that after she put Qi Huan's arm in her arms, the fiery male aura emitted from Qi Huan's arms deeply stimulated herself and brought herself a sense of security. So although she felt a little unnatural, Zhou Bingjie did not think about letting go of Qi Huan's arm, but still hugged her tightly.
After hearing Zhou Bingjie's words, Qi Huan couldn't help but frown: Miss Zhou, there is still a reason for me to say this. If I hadn't revealed this layer, you wouldn't have been in a bad mood. If you weren't in a good mood, you wouldn't have drunk so much wine. Also, I really shouldn't have let Lin Ling'er take you home by taking you home, but my thoughts at that time were that if you drank too much, if I took you back, your husband would have been more attentive. In desperation, he would have thought of Lin Ling'er. Another point, if I had told you about the investment of 50 million yuan at that time, then you wouldn't have deepened your misunderstanding of you because of this matter. No, I have to explain to your husband, he completely misunderstood you.
Seeing Qi Huan's righteous look when she said this, Zhou Bingjie's last doubts about Qi Huan suddenly disappeared without a trace. After hearing Qi Huan say this, Zhou Bingjie subconsciously tightened her hand again: Manager Qi, no, don't go, do you know why I stopped you from causing trouble for him just now.
Qi Huan shook her head, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak. This was because, as the hand that the beautiful wife was holding her arm suddenly tightened her forcefully, Qi Huan felt that her arm was pressing towards the plump and elastic jade peaks tightly wrapped by Zhou Bingjie's hands towards the pair of plump and elastic jade peaks that were tightly wrapped in the top. The soft and amazingly elastic atmosphere deeply stimulated Qi Huan's nerves.
At the same time, thinking that Zhou Bingjie, as someone else's wife, could actually enjoy the stimulation that her Yufeng brought to her, Qi Huan felt that she was very lucky. It was precisely because of this that Qi Huan's mood became thrilling, so after opening her mouth, she couldn't speak.
Zhou Bingjie could naturally feel it. As she hugged Qi Huan's arm tightly, it was equivalent to guiding Qi Huan's hand to press on his pair of plump and elastic jade peaks that were tightly wrapped in her shirt. The stimulation brought to her by the pressure made the wonderful wife feel that the two seductive little grapes at the top of her mountain seemed to gradually grow bigger and harder.
Qi Huan can now be regarded as a prodigal son who is very experienced in women. Naturally, he can see a flash of touch in Zhou Bingjie's big watery eyes. How could Qi Huan miss the perfect opportunity to please this charming young woman? After hearing Zhou Bingjie say this, Qi Huan's expression became even more anxious, and he grabbed Zhou Bingjie's hand again: He said it's okay, look at you, your face is deformed, let me see, why did I hurt you? Is it serious? Should I go to the hospital?
Although Qi Huan once again held one of his slender jade hands and made Zhou Bingjie feel a little unnatural, when he saw Qi Huan's anxious look, Zhou Bingjie felt that if she pulled out her hand like this, it might hurt Qi Huan's self-esteem. Therefore, although the beautiful wife felt a little unnatural in her heart, she did not pull her hand out of Qi Huan's hand.
Qi Huan was standing there, while Zhou Bingjie was sitting there. In order to find out how he hurt Zhou Bingjie, Qi Huan lifted Zhou Bingjie's hand. In this way, the clothes that had originally hit Zhou Bingjie's wrist also slid on Zhou Bingjie's elbow and exposed half of her arm. After feeling a chill, Zhou Bingjie suddenly stood up as if she realized something, and wanted to pull down her sleeves to cover her arm.
But this movement was undoubtedly a little slower, because Qi Huan had seen that Zhou Bingjie was exposed on the big blue on her arms outside. Against the backdrop of her snow-white skin, the big blue looked particularly scary. Seeing this blue, Qi Huan felt ache and hurriedly said: Miss Zhou, look, it’s all my bad, it’s all my bad, I’m too hard, and it’s actually causing such great harm to you. Let’s go to the hospital quickly.
Judging from the blue traces, Qi Huan naturally knew that the scar was not caused by himself. Moreover, combined with the alienation between them and the resentful expression of Zhou Bingjie just now, Qi Huan naturally knew that the scar should have been left by Wang Ziwen, but Qi Huan could not ask Zhou Bingjie like this, because if Qi Huan asked this question, Zhou Bingjie would doubt whether the incident that night would be a conspiracy carefully arranged by Qi Huan. Therefore, Qi Huan could only pretend that everything was kept in the dark and said such words.
But at the same time, thinking of his discord, not only hurt Zhou Bingjie's heart, but also hurt Zhou Bingjie's body. Qi Huan felt both distressed and guilty, and her eyes turned red and she almost burst into tears. Such a behavior was not deliberately pretended to be, but from his heart.
Zhou Bingjie didn't know that after Qi Huan saw the blue color on his arm, so many thoughts turned into his mind. Looking at Qi Huan's concern from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Bingjie's heart increased a few more points. When the wonderful wife saw Qi Huan attribute all these mistakes to her and fell into deep self-blame, she couldn't bear to let Qi Huan go like this. At that moment, Zhou Bingjie pulled her arm back and said lightly: Manager Qi, don't blame yourself, this wound has nothing to do with you, yes, it was him who made it.
Zhou Bingjie originally thought that as long as she said that her scar was not made by Qi Huan, it would be enough to relieve Qi Huan's guilt, but Zhou Bingjie herself couldn't figure out what was going on with her. After saying that Qi Huan's scar was not made by Qi Huan, she licked her feet and said what he made. The beautiful wife said in her mouth naturally refers to Zhou Bingjie's husband Wang Ziwen.
After hearing Zhou Bingjie's words, Qi Huan further confirmed his guess. When she thought that Wang Ziwen had made such a ruthless move onto this beautiful wife, Qi Huan couldn't help but feel angry. Under such circumstances, Qi Huan snorted coldly: Miss Zhou, is it your husband doing it? Well, I'll go find him now, and I want him to know that hurting others will be in great pain.
Seeing Qi Huan's appearance, Zhou Bingjie was shocked and quickly stood up to stop Qi Huan's actions, but Qi Huan's movements were very fast. Zhou Bingjie stretched out her hand to hold Qi Huan's arm. Qi Huan had already rushed to the door. Seeing Qi Huan watching him rushing out of the door, Zhou Bingjie quickly shouted loudly: Manager Qi, no, listen to me, okay?
Hearing Zhou Bingjie's words with a hint of pleading, Qi Huan's body couldn't help but pause slightly. After a while, Qi Huan slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Bingjie's pretty face, saying word by word: Miss Zhou, don't stop me. Today I will go to find that bastard. I must make her pay the price for this matter. Women are for love, not for beating, let alone, you are still the woman I love.
Zhou Bingjie looked at Qi Huan's firm face and felt a sense of stability for no reason, as if the pain on her arm became less obvious. From Qi Huan's expression, Zhou Bingjie could also see that if she let Qi Huan go out now, Wang Ziwen would definitely not be able to take it away. But it was precisely because of the consequence that Zhou Bingjie felt that she should stop Qi Huan even more.
So, Zhou Bingjie hurriedly walked forward a few steps, grabbed Qi Huan's arm tightly, and said softly: Manager Qi, don't be so excited, okay? This, this, this, this, this, this, it was really my husband, but I also have my problems. Really, you, sit down first, listen to me carefully, tell me if the whole story is in the end, I'm finished talking, if you want to cause trouble for him again, I will definitely not stop you. Who made me a miserable woman?
Speaking of this, Zhou Bingjie obviously thought of what she had experienced these days. As her eyes turned red, two tears slid down her pretty face, which was broken by her fingers.
Seeing Zhou Bingjie's pretty face showing a pity-looking look on her, Qi Huan was a little heroic and short of breath for a moment. In this situation, Qi Huan stood there and let Zhou Bingjie hug her arms tightly in her arms: Okay, Miss Zhou, you can do it if you don't want me to trouble your husband, but you must give me a reason, and what you just said, you have a problem, you have to explain clearly what's going on, and whether you have done something that is sorry for your husband.Qi Huan said this, but she felt proud. After seeing the scars on Zhou Bingjie's arm, Qi Huan vaguely guessed the relationship between Zhou Bingjie and Wang Ziwen. But until now, what Zhou Bingjie said was only related to her. Obviously, her artificiality in front of Zhou Bingjie had completely achieved the effect. This wonderful wife did not doubt her.
The reason why Qi Huan stood there instead of returning to her seat to listen to Zhou Bingjie was mainly because Qi Huan felt that as her arm was hugging Zhou Bingjie in her arms, the two soft and tender flesh wrapped her arms tightly. The elastic and warm breath made Qi Huan realize immediately that this was the feeling that a pair of plump and elastic jade peaks of the wonderful wife, tightly wrapped in her shirt, squeezed on her hands and brought her. If Qi Huan walked to her seat to listen to Zhou Bingjie saying these things, Zhou Bingjie would naturally loosen her hands, and Qi Huan could no longer experience that wonderful feeling. Qi Huan was not a fool, so how could she miss the opportunity to get in touch with Zhou Bingjie like this?
Zhou Bingjie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Qi Huan agreeing to leave. Of course, Qi Huan's actions in her heart were added to Qi Huan's favor in her heart. After sighing quietly, Zhou Bingjie began to talk about what happened between herself and Wang Ziwen after she returned home that night.
Because Qi Huan was the initiator of this matter, he guessed the conflict between Zhou Bingjie and Wang Ziwen and his wife, so he did not listen carefully to what Zhou Bingjie said, but instead focused on his arm holding Zhou Bingjie tightly. From the feeling coming from his arm, Qi Huan could feel that this wonderful wife should have just put her arm between her jade peaks.
Because Qi Huan felt that a warm and elastic feeling came from both sides of his arms. Although there was a layer of clothes, Qi Huan still felt the warm breath emitted from Zhou Bingjie's plump and elastic jade peaks tightly wrapped around her shirt. Thinking that his arms were actually in contact with Zhou Bingjie's body, which could only be played with by Wang Ziwen, Qi Huan felt a strange stimulation.
After Zhou Bingjie hugged Qi Huan's arm tightly, she was like pressing Qi Huan's arm tightly on her chest. In this way, Qi Huan felt that she could not only feel the seductive aura coming from Zhou Bingjie's jade peak, but also vaguely feel Zhou Bingjie's pounding heartbeat.
After Zhou Bingjie finished speaking, she felt much more comfortable. As she felt more comfortable, Zhou Bingjie suddenly realized that she was holding Qi Huan's arm tightly in her arms, and Qi Huan's arm seemed to be pressing on her jade peak. The beautiful wife could clearly feel the hot male aura coming from Qi Huan's arm was passing through the plump and elastic Yu Feng's clothes that were tightly wrapped around her, and hitting the delicate skin on her chest.
It was the first time that he had such a close contact with a man other than her husband that Zhou Bingjie couldn't help but feel a little unnatural in her heart. But at the same time, Zhou Bingjie felt that after she put Qi Huan's arm in her arms, the fiery male aura emitted from Qi Huan's arms deeply stimulated herself and brought herself a sense of security. So although she felt a little unnatural, Zhou Bingjie did not think about letting go of Qi Huan's arm, but still hugged her tightly.
After hearing Zhou Bingjie's words, Qi Huan couldn't help but frown: Miss Zhou, there is still a reason for me to say this. If I hadn't revealed this layer, you wouldn't have been in a bad mood. If you weren't in a good mood, you wouldn't have drunk so much wine. Also, I really shouldn't have let Lin Ling'er take you home by taking you home, but my thoughts at that time were that if you drank too much, if I took you back, your husband would have been more attentive. In desperation, he would have thought of Lin Ling'er. Another point, if I had told you about the investment of 50 million yuan at that time, then you wouldn't have deepened your misunderstanding of you because of this matter. No, I have to explain to your husband, he completely misunderstood you.
Seeing Qi Huan's righteous look when she said this, Zhou Bingjie's last doubts about Qi Huan suddenly disappeared without a trace. After hearing Qi Huan say this, Zhou Bingjie subconsciously tightened her hand again: Manager Qi, no, don't go, do you know why I stopped you from causing trouble for him just now.
Qi Huan shook her head, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak. This was because, as the hand that the beautiful wife was holding her arm suddenly tightened her forcefully, Qi Huan felt that her arm was pressing towards the plump and elastic jade peaks tightly wrapped by Zhou Bingjie's hands towards the pair of plump and elastic jade peaks that were tightly wrapped in the top. The soft and amazingly elastic atmosphere deeply stimulated Qi Huan's nerves.
At the same time, thinking that Zhou Bingjie, as someone else's wife, could actually enjoy the stimulation that her Yufeng brought to her, Qi Huan felt that she was very lucky. It was precisely because of this that Qi Huan's mood became thrilling, so after opening her mouth, she couldn't speak.
Zhou Bingjie could naturally feel it. As she hugged Qi Huan's arm tightly, it was equivalent to guiding Qi Huan's hand to press on his pair of plump and elastic jade peaks that were tightly wrapped in her shirt. The stimulation brought to her by the pressure made the wonderful wife feel that the two seductive little grapes at the top of her mountain seemed to gradually grow bigger and harder.
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