Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

"Go and trick Xia Rui over!"

In the employee lounge that was not open to the public, Si Jingmo pulled the tie at his collar and said to the man who looked like a waiter with a gloomy face.

"Okay, Brother Mo, this is what you want."

The man placed the ultra-thin handheld computer on the table and took the initiative to close the door to the lounge for him.

Si Jingmo sat down on the sofa with his clothes open and his fingers quickly operated on the keyboard. After a while, the surveillance videos of all the private rooms in the Royal Hotel appeared on the screen.

The upper floors of the hotel are specially designed for VIP guests.

In the various private rooms, there were people gambling, others taking drugs, having promiscuous parties, etc. The whole scene could be described as a state of dissipation.

Si Jingmo didn't care what these people were doing, he quickly searched for Shuang Yu's whereabouts.

Shuang Yu and Gu Qiyan were soon discovered in the presidential suite on the top floor.

"Xiaoyu...how have you been in these years?"

With his hands clasped uneasily on his abdomen, Gu Qiyan looked at Shuang Yu anxiously and asked hoarsely.

Shuang Yu looked at him with a half-smile, her beautiful and narrow glazed eyes full of aggression.

Pounding.

Gu Qiyan's heart was beating crazily, and he looked at his handsome face stupidly, feeling that his features, eyes, lips, and nose had never been so clear before.

The person who had been waiting for him for 13 years was now in front of him, as unreal as a dream.

Is he really Xiaoyu?

Couldn't all this be just a figment of his imagination?

"I'm doing pretty well, how about you."

The smile on Shuangyu's lips gradually deepened, and under the dim light, those charming faces looked more and more alluring and dreamy.

"No, Xiaoyu... I have not had a good life these years... After you left, I thought about you every day and every night and suffered from severe insomnia.

I regret it all the time, why couldn't I trust you more and treat you better..."

Gu Qiyan's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was choked with sobs.

"Any cigarettes?"

Shuangyu interrupted him and asked calmly.

"Yes, this is your favorite brand. I always carry it with me..."

Gu Qiyan nodded quickly and took out the cigarette smoked by the original owner from his trouser pocket with trembling hands.

"Ah...I haven't smoked this brand in many years."

Shuangyu raised his eyebrows, and a cold smile flashed in his deep glazed eyes.

The latter felt a dull pain in his heart. Did he resent him so much that he even abandoned his former hobbies?

The cigarette in his hand seemed to be a hot potato. It made his heart numb, but he was still stubborn and unwilling to throw it away.

"Whatever brand you like to smoke now, I'll have someone give it to you..."

"No, I haven't tried it for a long time. I just want to reflect on it."

Shuangyu lazily interrupted him and motioned for him to hand over the cigarette.

Hope rekindled in Gu Qiyan's eyes, and he diligently took out the cigarette and handed it to his mouth.

The cherry-pink thin lips opened slightly and held the white filter in her mouth.

He looked at the lips that were so close, and his heart seemed to beat out of his atrium.

Looking almost obsessed, he took out a lighter and lit it for him.

'Pa-ta--'

Smoke spreads out.

Shuang Yu's glazed eyes narrowed slightly, and the blurred silhouette cast by her long and thick eyelashes made those eyes look even more alluring.

"Xiaoyu..."

Unable to help himself, Gu Qiyan reached out his hand and wanted to touch his cheek.

He desperately wanted to feel the warmth of his skin. Only in this way could he be sure that he was not dreaming.

'Here—'

Heartbreaking pain hit him, and he lowered his head in disbelief.

The cigarette that was originally held in Shuangyu's mouth was now extinguished in the palm of his hand.

The wound was burning and painful, but it was still less than one ten thousandth of the pain in his heart.

"I haven't smoked this brand for more than ten years. Now when I try it again, I realize that the taste is so disgusting. It's really amazing. Why on earth was I so obsessed with this cigarette before?"

Shuang Yu stared at Gu Qiyan with her aggressive and charming eyes. The ambiguity that belonged to one person had long since faded away, leaving only the deep-seated indifference and disgust that would linger for a long time!

"Xiaoyu..."

Gu Qiyan choked and called softly.

Do I make you sick too?

My heart really... hurts.

He thought that he was strong enough, and no matter what he said, he could do a good job in psychological construction, without pain or sadness, as long as he stuck to his original intention and asked for his forgiveness.

But he is Si Shuangyu!

She was the person he cared about most in the world and the only person he had ever loved.

Only he can reach his heart and give him a knowing blow!

He thought that when he came back, he decided to start over with him.

Now I understand that he will never forgive him...

He was clearly right in front of me.

But they can never go back to the beginning of their love!

There is nothing more cruel than this.

[Ding, the evil ghost's resentment is -10, and the current resentment is 40. 】

"Why, do you think that when I come back, I want to start over with you?"

Shuangyu looked at the lingering pain and grievance in Gu Qiyan's eyes, and raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Gu Qiyan, Gu Qiyan, I thought you would change somewhat in 13 years, but I didn't expect that you are still as selfish as before!"

He suppressed the smile on his face, and those glazed eyes seemed to have turned into a thousand-year-old cold pool, filled with ice that chilled people to the bone!

"That's not the case, Xiaoyu..."

Gu Qiyan was in a panic and wanted to explain.

But he was interrupted by raising his hand impatiently.

"Meng Ying."

Just two words, but Gu Qiyan's face turned pale in an instant.

He understood, he was blaming him.

Blame him for keeping Meng Ying by his side even though he knew that Meng Ying had designed to frame him.

But he also had his own reasons!

Xiaoyu's departure was like cutting off one of his arms. That was his most critical moment, and it was impossible for him to cut off his other arm.

Even though Meng Ying was at fault, Xiao Yu was not persecuted. He had already been punished, so why couldn't he be lenient?

"Feel aggrieved and think I don't miss our old relationship?"

Shuangyu sneered, and her sharp eyes seemed to have seen through him already.

Gu Qiyan said nothing, but his expression betrayed what he was thinking at the moment.

"Oh, you can abandon me without hesitation, but you are reluctant to abandon Meng Ying. In your heart, I am always worthless. Your so-called love is really disgusting."

A cold light flashed in Shuangyu's eyes, and he stood up to leave.

"If it's disgusting, why come back?"

Behind him, Gu Qiyan's stubborn voice sounded.

This idiot wouldn't think that he came back for him, would he?

Well, there's nothing wrong with thinking that way.

He did come back for him.

But I don’t want to reconcile with him, but I want to send him to hell with my own hands!

Shuang Yu slowly turned back, with his unique smile on his beautiful face, but his eyes were like ink that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

"Why I came back, you will know one day, Ayan."

The word "Ayan" is very intimate, as if they are still the same inseparable couple as before.

Gu Qiyan was completely stunned on the spot.

When he came back to his senses, he was the only one left in the empty room.

The wound was clearly on the palm of his hand, but it burned as if it had left a scar on his heart that would never heal!