The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Chapter 242 Breaking Qi Xiaoyue

I even stared at the left window. There must be no one there...

He was almost lucky, there was no one at the left window... no one... really no one...

Suddenly, a black-haired head popped up, and another woman leaned over the left window, grinning: "Child..."

Qi Yue's pupils shrank, and like an enraged lion, he clenched his fists and punched hard.

"boom!"

The car body shook, and through the bulletproof window, one could hear a woman's crazy laughter and the word "child".

Qi Yue's pupils trembled, his mind was filled with the images he had buried so deeply, which were now torn open in blood...

He held his head with both hands and let out a painful hiss.

Tong Yu was heartbroken and in tears. She hugged him and kept comforting him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Qi Yue, wake up..."

Suddenly she felt a warmth on her neck. The man's tears were as hot as magma, burning her heart fiercely.

At this moment, she really felt depressed, as if a huge force had torn her apart and she was twitching in pain.

There are women not only in the left and right windows, but also in the front and back windows.

There were at least four or five of them, all with identical faces...

Tong Yu pursed her lips, not sure whether Qi Yue could bear it.

She struggled to break free from his embrace and opened the car door with the gun in her hand.

The women rushed over like wild beasts smelling blood.

Numb, dull, crazy.

This is Tongyu’s evaluation of them, like machines.

She stood in front of Qi Yue, unsheathed the short needles in the silver ring one by one, and loaded them calmly.

One after another, they are not afraid of death at all, and they don’t even know what death is.

Tong Yu noticed that their faces were very similar to the corpse of the woman who died in the Qi family a few days ago.

The sky darkened very early, and dark clouds loomed overhead, as if foreshadowing a particularly severe storm.

Qi Yan came in a hurry without even wearing shoes.

Seeing his son trembling with fear and his daughter-in-law holding a gun, he burst into tears.

The servants all left, leaving Qi Bo and Qi Yan inside.

And... Qi Yue who was curled up in the corner of the sofa and trembling.

Zheerleke tied up her hair and reached out to touch Qi Yue, but was discouraged by the huge reaction.

He waved at Tong Yu, "Come here."

Tong also gently pushed Tong Yu, "Sister, the master is calling you."

Tong Yu finally came back to her senses, moved her dry eyes, and walked over quickly.

This time Qi Yue did not refuse. He clenched Tong Yu's arms tightly with both hands. His eyes were red and he felt empty and fragile, which could break at any time.

Tong Yu held back her tears, hugged him and looked at Ze Erleke.

Zherleke said, "I can only say that the possibility of completely curing congenital hereditary depression is very small, and this kid was not cured back then. He just met you in Country Z and blocked everything, and even forgot about it for a while."

When something stimulating appears, the threshold reaches its peak, the taut string suddenly breaks, and the backlash will be hundreds of times greater.

Tong Yu widened her eyes and looked at Qi Yan: "Congenital hereditary depression?!"

She knew that depression existed, but it was not just congenital.

The gap between the two is like a chasm.

Qi Yan opened his mouth but didn't dare to mention the word "mother".

He just closed his eyes and nodded.

Tears slid down silently, drop by drop falling on Qi Yue's pale and trembling eyebrows.

He raised the corners of his scarlet eyes, his pupils were moist, and he carefully leaned over and licked the tears under Tongyu's eyes bit by bit.

Like a little animal, his lips trembled. He was covered in wounds but still did it for her...

Tong Yu's tears flowed more and more violently, and she couldn't hold back her tears as she hugged him.

Zeerleke sighed and left with Qi Yan.

on the sofa

Qi Yue buried his head in the crook of Tong Yu's neck, his thin, moist lips gradually pressed against her skin, his breathing trembling.

Tong Yu's waist was hurt by his arms. She struggled a little, and he held her tightly with all his strength. He kissed her even harder, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

Her throat felt rough and she reached out to hold Qi Yue's hand. His hand was unusually cold and his fingertips were icy.

"Qi Yue, shall we go back to the room?"

Tong Yu stroked half of his face, rubbed it gently, and coaxed him in a soft voice.

The man's eyes were red and wet, and he suddenly picked her up.

There was no emotion in his eyes as he held her in his arms and walked towards the elevator.

In the narrow and closed environment of the elevator, one could clearly feel that his back was stiff and his eyes were as dark as dead water.

Tong Yu felt pain in her heart, and she leaned on his chest and said hoarsely: "Qi Yue, can you please call me..."

She wanted to hear him speak.

Qi Yue's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at her: "My dear wife, Tongbao."

Tong Yu almost couldn't hold it back and tilted her head back to kiss him.

In the bedroom

Qi Yue snuggled up in bed holding Tong Yu, as if he was holding his most beloved doll.

He refused to eat at night, and would not let Tong Yu leave. He stared at her with red eyes.

He was like a machine and couldn't feel hungry, but Tongyu was hungry.

He could only send a message to Qi Yan and ask the servant to put the food at the door for them to get.

Double serving, one light and one strong.

Tong Yu was gnawing on a spicy chicken leg and feeding Qi Yue a mouthful of white porridge.

She asked, "Do you love me?"

Qi Yue held her in his arms and ate whatever she fed him: "I love you."

Tong Yu curled her lips and stuffed him with another mouthful of porridge, "Do you like porridge without pickles?"

Qi Yue nodded heavily and looked at her with red eyes: "You don't love me?"

His pupils were dark, he held her arm tightly, and there was a layer of moisture in his eyes.

What should I do if my husband becomes a small glass?

It feels like it's about to break.

Tong Yu hurriedly coaxed him and kissed his lips: "Love, I love you, Tong Yu loves Qi Yue..."

Qi Yue's pupils trembled: "You love me so you give me white porridge?"

Tong Yu: “…”

Don’t you fucking not eat anything heavy?!

She glared at him angrily, picked up the porridge and gulped it down.

He stuffed his spicy chicken leg into his mouth and said, "Eat it."

Qi Yue grunted and chewed subconsciously, looking at Tong Yu with a glimmer in his eyes.

His wife likes to feed him chicken legs, and she likes to drink white porridge. She doesn’t even add pickles to the porridge. She loves him!

Late at night, thunder suddenly sounded.

Tong Yu was awakened and met the man's gaze when she opened her eyes.

His big, hot hand held her tightly: "Don't be afraid, my dear."

She was afraid of thunder, he remembered.

Tong Yu curved her lips and said, "I'm not afraid, I have Qi Yue."

Under the dim night light, they could only hear each other's breathing and the rhythmic beating of their hearts.

Tong Yu nudged him clingily and asked coquettishly, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Qi Yue's eyes were gray as he held her in his arms without saying a word.

Tong Yu was silent for a moment, then patted his back and said, "Go to sleep, okay? I'll tell you a story."

Qi Yue nodded, his eyes never leaving her.

Tong Yu cleared her throat, "Once upon a time, there was a very beautiful Snow White. She had a..."

Under the soft and gentle voice, Qi Yue gradually felt sleepy.

He fell asleep, but Tong Yu couldn't sleep, her peach blossom eyes were slightly dim.

Qi Yue's behavior made her a little panicked.

next day

Tong Yu was awakened by the heat, and she struggled in Qi Yue's arms and muttered, "It's so hot..."

The man said in a hoarse voice: "Wife, I feel uncomfortable."

Tong Yu woke up in an instant and quickly reached out to touch his forehead.

"What's wrong? Do you have a fever?"