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Chapter 1169 Her heart is cold

Qiao Sinian sat on the sofa, her handsome eyebrows locked, her deep eyes were filled with a deep luster, she still looked mature and steady, and there was not much emotion or turmoil on her face.

Ye Jiaqi's hands were shaping his black hair, and his big eyes, like purple grapes, looked at him.

Qiao Sinian did not continue to ask, and she didn't know what to say.

Seeing that he didn't leave, she bent her lips: "I can't bear to leave."

It was just a joke, and Qiao Sinian frowned.

"Yes, I'm a little 'can't bear to part' you, for the last time, right?" Ye Jiaqi's face turned a little cold.

When he came to Beijing, the answer he gave her did not change, but it was still the same.

She gave up, too.

Give up completely.

He really didn't care about her feelings at all. If he cared, he wouldn't solve her father and brother with his own hands.

Her heart was cold, like the cold wind blew.

He may not know how long it will take to keep warm at a time...

He just looked at her without speaking.

"I want to continue sleeping, the alarm clock will be at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning." Ye Jiaqi said, "Remember your words and don't come to me again. This time, I hope you will do what you say. Otherwise, you will be very unbelievable in my heart."

"Ye Jiaqi."

"Um?"

"Good night." He stood up.

No more to say to her, Qiao Sinian left, her tall back disappeared at the door, and the faint fragrance of the sunken wood on him disappeared.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned and felt an unknown feeling in his heart.

She hugged her arms tightly, and suddenly... she lost all sleepiness.

The crystal lamp emitted a soft light, and the bright light poured down, falling on her hair and on her pajamas.

His quilt and pillow are filled with his aura. She and him have known each other for sixteen years.

The long and lingering memories are like a tide.

Erosion of her thoughts.

This kind of thought can't be suppressed. The more I want to suppress it, the more it rebounds.

She jumped out of bed and walked to the wine rack in the bedroom.

There were a lot of red wine on the tall wine rack, all of which were very expensive varieties. Ye Jiaqi picked a bottle of it casually.

There was also a goblet on the wine rack, and she poured half of the red wine into the cup.

Since she went to Chicago, she hasn't drunk red wine, and at most she can drink some beer to satisfy her cravings.

Today... I suddenly wanted to drink.

After drinking and sleeping, I can't remember anything.

She sat on the ground, sitting in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling window, and drank silently alone with a glass of wine.

The street lights outside quietly shone on the ground. Ye Jiaqi held his cheeks for a while and shook his legs for a while.

The lights outside the window are gradually getting blurred.

The alcohol is really exciting.

Is it more exciting to smoke?

Otherwise, why did Qiao Sinian like smoking so much?

As soon as this idea came out, it was like spring bamboo shoots and could not be suppressed.

She smiled and climbed to the cabinet to find Qiao Sinian's cigarette.

Search through the boxes and cabinets.

She has never dared to have such a bold idea for so many years. I don’t know why today I think it’s very interesting.

She lay on the carpet and flipped through his cabinet.

"Where is it hidden? Is there no cigarette?" Ye Jiaqi muttered and looked for it.

After rummaging through several cabinets but not even there, he made his room a mess.

"Angry." Ye Jiaqi puffed up his cheeks.

I finally had such a bold idea, but I couldn't find the cigarette.

She didn't believe it, so she continued to look for it.
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