Knowing that something inappropriate for children was going on on the second floor, all the housekeepers and servants avoided for the time being, and kept quiet until they saw anyone come down. The gambling king didn't expect the man to do what he said, and he borrowed his place openly, and felt awkward in his heart, so he went out by car to meet guests.

Others also left the scene with different emotions. After the whole quaintly decorated house was completely quiet, it added a bit of quiet comfort.

Feng Yan simply hugged the girl and admired the golden ginkgo in the yard by the window.

"I played a game with the gambling king in the morning." Qin Qing faced out the window, grabbed the finger of the man behind him and pointed to the chessboard that was still quietly placed under the tree, and then said softly: "I lost, so the future will be his Puppet, jointly run the casino."

In fact, it is not accurate to say that it is a joint operation. At best, she is just a vase on the bright side.

"You did it on purpose." Feng Yan put his arms around her waist, even though he couldn't see the chessboard clearly and his chess strength was limited, he still recognized the final result of this chess game at a glance.

"Hehe, this is a rare opportunity to get close to him." Qin Qing drew a circle on the window with her fingertips, "I will not be complete until I truly get the position of gambling king."

In fact, the truth of Feng Yue's death has already been revealed, and Zhou Yunfei has been rescued. Now as long as they avenge their revenge, this rotten city with purple, drunk and gold has nothing to do with them.

However, along the way, Feng Yan had an increasingly strong premonition in his heart, and he felt that it was time to speak up.

"You said you knew Xiaoyue before, and it was to avenge her at the beginning, so how did you know each other?"

How do you know...

The information about the sniper battalion spread all over the world. Even three years ago, for the younger sister Feng Yue who cared the most, Feng Yan fully controlled her social network.

Among them, there is absolutely no figure of a girl.

Such an outstanding girl said three years later that she used a pillar to support the sky, as if appearing out of nowhere, without a trace.

Bang bang... Qin Qing's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and the body's reflex tensed in an instant, but he couldn't escape the embrace behind him, and it was too late to cover it up.

After a long time, in the empty corridor, when the quartz clock reached the tenth time, she heard her slowly say in a low voice: "Believe it or not, I have seen Feng Yue, and her dying words were to take back the gambling king." seat."

She didn't mention her mother or her own madness. Maybe it's because she subconsciously felt that she was dead, or maybe it was because her soul's memory was blurred, so she only remembered the main goal.

In short, Qin Qing was born again, and unknowingly took this goal as her own life.

"I believe." Feng Yan has always been like the safest shelter from the wind, giving the girl his wholehearted trust, but this time he added at the end, "Tell me when you are willing to say it."

Regarding this secret, he has an unusual obsession. He always feels that only when this veil is lifted can they truly understand each other.

"...Okay." Qin Qing was silent for a while, and finally nodded slightly.

When the dust settles, she'll tell the whole story, including her absurd yet real rebirth. It's just that she never expected that this secret would leave a huge hidden danger at this moment and lead to a big mistake in the future.

It was night, the sky was like ink, and the cold wind was like ice blades, blowing on the bar street late at night in the lobby area, rolling up a slight sway of neon lights. In the middle of the winter night, even the rich and the rich cannot resist the attraction of the quilt. Under the dim light that was full of people, only a few people gathered to chat tonight.

At the bar counter, with a bang, the wine glass was smashed down heavily, and the remaining wine in the glass spilled out, splashing the glazed table.

"Hey, you..." The bartender was serving the bar, and when he saw this, he wanted to scold the drunk who brought him extra work. As soon as he said the words, his voice stuck in his throat and stopped abruptly.

The young man who drank with his head down when he came in raised his head, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he clearly didn't speak any words, but at that moment the bartender felt like he was bitten by a poisonous snake on the neck, and the next second will kill him.

"Have another drink." The young man's hoarse voice already had a strong smell of alcohol, but even so, the anger of using alcohol to drown his sorrows was still suppressed in his heart.

He didn't know how many cups he had drunk, but he saw a slender and thin figure from the back in a haze, wearing a cotton skirt, who looked very much like someone. So he pushed away the chair and stumbled after him. When he got to the back door and was blown by the cold wind, he realized that everything was just his illusion.

"Hehe, how could it be her, how could she come..."

The memory went back to this morning, everyone left one after another, and he took the opportunity to climb up to the balcony on the second floor, intending to take care of the girl, but unexpectedly when he opened the door, what he saw was a pair of overlapping figures.

The pale golden sunlight hit the two of them shallowly. The girl showed a beautiful and fair face, her pupils swayed in beautiful golden ripples, and wrapped her slender arms around the man's neck. lip.

It was the first time he had seen a young girl's expression. She was shy and pretty, her cheeks were flushed, and even the brows were filled with tenderness. With just one glance, she could clearly understand that she loved each other.

The identity background is a mystery, and the East China Arbitrator who has been low-key and mysterious is the man who swore his sovereignty over the phone.

"She didn't lie to me... It turns out that I've been acting affectionate all this time..."

It is easy to talk nonsense when drunk, and the young man only feels that he is in a mess, and those unsustainable sorrows are stuffed in his chest, and every word is pulling the flesh and blood of his heart.

So before he knew it, he already loved her so much.

It's ridiculous.

Hitting several people oncoming with a bang, the young man staggered a step, and walked forward without looking back.

"Hey, you don't have eyes, do you know if you hit someone?" There were not many good men and women in the bar street. At this time, a few strong men turned around and chased after him, grabbed the young man's shoulders and threw him against the wall , said in a vicious voice: "Little boy, you want to leave when you bump into someone. It's not that cheap, so pay me money."

The bangs on the young man's forehead were a little messy, and they fell between his eyebrows, adding a bit of decadence, "Don't touch me."

His voice was a bit indistinct, and this appearance looked really bullying.

"Haha, don't touch it? Then I will touch it, and I will touch you. What can you do?" The strong man laughed and pressed the young man's chest with his palm viciously, and finally rubbed it maliciously, "I not only want Touch, touch..."

Puff, puff... After two small sounds, the strong man stopped. He froze for a moment, reached out to touch the sticky liquid on his forehead, and then looked at the young man holding the muzzle of the gun in front of him.

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