Traveling through time, those years as a traffic officer

Feng Qingyan frowned, but didn't say anything. Dong Yaohui understood her, and she understood him too.

The car drove straight out of the city and stopped at the foot of the mountain an hour later.

"What are you going to do?"

"Let's talk. I want to talk but you always avoid me. This is the only way I can use. Come down. Someone has cleaned up here. It's clean."

Feng Qingyan didn't move. She was really tired of this. Why did it have to be like this? Wouldn't it be better for the two of them to just be ordinary acquaintances?

Dong Yaohui looked at her motionlessly, opened the car door and picked her up directly.

Feng Qingyan refused to accept this and struggled hard, "Let me go."

Men are completely unreasonable when they are rude. He carried her straight in.

The servant came forward.

"go out."

Feng Qingyan is no longer at the age of being impulsive and is no longer struggling.

After being put down, she straightened her skirt. "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

“There are so many, I don’t even know where to start.”

"Then there is nothing left. Send me back."

"Qingyan, it's been more than ten years since the accident, and we've never had a good talk. Don't you think you should tell me something?"

"Haha, it's really a great talk. What should I tell you?"

"Yes, it's you." Dong Yaohui had already taken off his coat and brought over a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"I'm sorry, I have nothing to talk to you about." Feng Qingyan said as he stood up.

"Sit down." Dong Yaohui poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her.

I slowly shook the wine glass and looked at the red liquid inside. Why does it feel like blood today?

Dong Yaohui sat opposite her. The two of them drank slowly in silence.

After Feng Qingyan finished drinking, he poured himself a glass. This time he did not drink it but shook it in his hand.

Dong Yaohui looked at the woman opposite him through the wine glass. Although time is merciless, it still left very shallow marks on her body.

Yes, they are all old and no longer young and frivolous.

"Qingyan, shall we talk about what happened back then?"

"Just say it if you think it should be said."

"You're still like this, it seems you've calmed down."

Feng Qingyan smiled and said, "You are already this age, why are you still not calm?"

"Yes, we are old. But you are still as good as ever."

Feng Qingyan smiled sarcastically and continued to shake the wine glass.

"What? Are you particularly happy about what Wang Pinghai said? Speak."

"What is there to say? Didn't you hear everything? Dong Yaohui, is it necessary for the two of us to talk about this?"

"Why is it not necessary to say it? I think it is very necessary.

For so many years, you and I have been doing what we want. I said nothing and let you do what you want. But don’t forget that you are my woman. "

"Dong Yaohui, where is your face?"

"Am I wrong? The reason you haven't gotten married in all these years is because you are still waiting for me and guarding me."

"You really think too highly of yourself. I'm just tired of all men, so don't be so self-indulgent."

"I accept this, but I will never allow you to marry someone else."

"Haha, Dong Yaohui, you know my temper, don't provoke me."

"Qingyan, you can't be any different. Can't you be more gentle?"

"Gentle? This is my temper. There is no gentleness here. Didn't you know that a long time ago? Otherwise, you wouldn't have made me a laughing stock, right?"

Feng Qingyan put his wine glass on the table and stood up. "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here."

Dong Yaohui looked at Feng Qingyan who didn't even turn her head, then quickly stood up and grabbed her.

"We must make it clear today."

Feng Qingyan turned around and looked at Dong Yaohui calmly, "I know what you want to say. I won't get married. I'm too tired to deal with anything else.

Is this okay? I want to go back."

Dong Yaohui hugged Feng Qingyan, "Okay, you promised me not to get married."

"Yes, I agree. Please take me back. I am old and I am very tired today."

"Rest here if you are tired."

"No."

Dong Yaohui picked her up. Feng Qingyan was now afraid and angry. "Let me go. Don't make me hate you."

"I don't care anymore, just hate it."

"Dong Yaohui, you are my brother-in-law."

"Any relationship is fine."

No matter how she struggled, it was useless. She shouted for the first time, but there was no response.

Dong Yaohui had already taken off their clothes. Feng Qingyan hugged him and cried, "Don't do this. You will make everyone fall into a bottomless abyss."

"Qingyan, no. I've had enough. I've had enough of the women in your Feng family. You're the ones who forced me into this."

Afterwards, he hugged the still sobbing woman. "Qingyan, you are only mine after all." He was very satisfied. Others said that she had many lovers, but he didn't believe it. But as more and more people said it, he began to doubt it.

But it was her first time, and she was still the pure and beautiful girl in her heart.

Feng Qingyan is now hopeless. What should he do in the future? Why did it develop to this point?

"Qingyan, I feel like we've returned to the way things were before. If you agreed to this, there wouldn't be anyone else between us."

The second time she scratched and pinched him like crazy, but no matter how she resisted, it was in vain.

In the middle of the night, I hugged the woman who was already asleep. I looked at her swollen lips and eyes, kissed her, and then closed my eyes.

She has a very strong personality. If both of them had taken a half step back at that time, just half a step, it wouldn't have ended up like this.

Xu Xiaoya went downstairs at five o'clock, and this time she brought a lot of money.

I saw Song Zhaolin as soon as I walked out of the school gate.

"Xiaoya, I'll take you there."

"Need not."

"must."

I frowned and thought about it and decided to get in the car. I wanted to explain everything to him. I thought I was playing hard to get, damn playing hard to get.

"Don't say anything, just listen to me."

"it is good."

"Mr. Song, first of all, you are the fiancé of my good friend's best friend. Don't you think you are hurting her by doing this?

Second, I really don’t like you, and I can even say that I’m quite disgusted with you.

Third, I have someone I like, my fiancé, who will come to see me in a year or two. So Mr. Song, please keep a safe distance from me in the future. "

"No. I don't think it's a betrayal to Zhenzhen. The three of us will definitely be very happy living together in the future.

If you accept me now, you will definitely like me in the future. Your fiancé? That's impossible."

"Your filthiness really makes me sick." Xu Xiaoya didn't say anything else after she finished speaking, but her body seemed to be gathering energy, as if it would suddenly explode.

"Xiaoya, you are still young and don't understand anything. You will understand in the future. I will always be by your side to protect you."