C342 (1/2)

Qin Hanze sat on the chair in the corridor, with a light cold in his eyes, and his hands were close to his mouth. I don't know if I'm praying or what I'm doing.

Qi Ye comes from afar and looks at him anxiously. ”What's the matter?”

Qin Hanze shook his head, did not speak, with a dark look in his eyes. Qi Ye takes a deep breath and sits beside him and says, ”I shot your mother twice, on the foot and on the hand.”

Father, ”what about your dignity as an elder? Kidnap the younger generation and allow his wife to beat him up. Has your conscience been eaten by the dog? ”

Qin Hanze stood in front of him, looked down at this

and angrily said: ”who let you in? Can't knock? Is this your tutor? ”

His lips pursed more tightly. After going upstairs, he went directly to the study. Sure enough, he saw Qin's father sitting behind his desk. He looked at Qin Hanze, who pushed the door directly in. His face was cold.

Qin Hanze's sight is slightly on the ground. What he carries there is Zhizhi's blood.

Stepping into Qin's house with a big stride, the servant, who was dealing with the blood on the ground, saw him with a little fear in his eyes. He nodded, dealt with the things and went back.

He drove very fast and stopped at Qin's house. Looking at this splendid building, I don't have any sense of belonging in my heart. Some are just indifferent.

Qin Ye's mind is blank. He has nothing to do with the Chamberlain. Only a shallow flame in my mind is a sign of anger.

He said, with deep love and regret in his eyes.

。”

”I regret that I didn't catch up, but I'm glad I'm lucky now

the hot pain is like a real touch, which makes his eyes full of pain, and gently holds the hand of Wenzhi and sticks it to his face.

He said, with a look of pain and regret in his eyes, ”Xi Xi, why, to now still can't put down.” He said, but felt his heart burned.

As if thinking of something, he buried his head in the quilt beside the bed with a bitter smile, ”Qi Ye, Qi Ye. What do you think of her... ”

The blue in his eyes was a little deeper, and the smile on his lips faded.

Qi Ye holds it in his hand carefully, for fear that his action will hurt her. A flash of light flashed through his mind. He jerked his hand back, with a complicated and tangled look in his eyes.

He took back his hand and carefully held her hand in the palm. Her palms were too small to be true, and her slender fingers seemed to break easily.

With a soft look in his eyes, ”it's just that it's less warm and transparent...”

He can't help but put his hand on it, gently caressing

Qi Ye sits by the bed and looks at her pale face. Her face is still exquisite and incongruous, white lost the color of blood, really like the white jade general smooth delicate.

Transitory, like fireworks, exist for a short time.

This time, you're waiting for me. I'll come back to you in a minute. Give me a little more time. For the last time, I promise. Qin Hanze thought in his heart, and his eyes flashed with firmness.