The night was rendered poetic enough, and the two occasionally met their eyes and read love from each other's eyes.

When the fingertips perfectly interpret the last note, his kiss fell vigorously.

Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a moment, but the next second, her emotions were deeply infected. The melodious sound of the piano was still lingering in her ears, and she began to kiss him back passionately.

The scent of fascination spreads instantly...

Today is the wedding night, and Zhao Qingyan's mood has changed a lot from the past.

Qiao Junxi could also clearly feel her enthusiasm, which was clearly a silent invitation.

At this moment, all the words have become redundant.

He stared at the flush that appeared on her face at some point, his glittering eyes were delicate and pretty, lingering with mist, and his cherry red lips were slightly raised, sweet and enchanting. At this moment, Zhao Qingyan exuded an indescribable charm all over her body.

Just by looking at her, Qiao Junxi couldn't help but feel trembling. He couldn't help but hold her thin lips in his mouth, and then entangled her tongue.

Zhao Qingyan also pestered him with love and endured his full love, and had already become confused and fascinated.

Qiao Junxi picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

When his body fell down, Zhao Qingyan suddenly thought of something, reached out to him, and asked tenderly, "Is this not good for the baby?"

Qiao Junxi was stunned and realized the next second, "I will be careful."

Then, he never gave Zhao Qingyan a chance to be distracted and completely conquered her in the gentlest way.

The body is the most honest.

The fusion of each other proves that they love each other deeply. No, it is one soul who falls in love with another soul.

Their love is like a bone in love with the body, and cannot tolerate the slightest distance.

They played a song of the night with love...

"Good night, Mr. Qiao..."

"Good night, Mrs. Joe..."

Good night, this beautiful world...

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At the same time, Zhao Siyao returned to Fangfeiyuan's apartment like a walking corpse.

Actually, he doesn't want to come back here tonight.

Today in the company, he made several nameless fires, which made employees feel silent and frightened when they saw him.

He knew that he should do a good job of emotional management, but he just couldn't control it.

Now, the apartment is back to what it was a few months ago.

In fact, Zhao Qingyan just took away her own things, but Zhao Siyao felt that the place had been emptied.

Only a cold house was left, and even his loneliness could not be fulfilled.

He stood at the door of Zhao Qingyan's room for a long time, and was full of devastation.

Although he should have expected such a scene, the endless sadness was beyond his imagination.

It was like a force tearing his heart, pulling out a hole, and all the remaining force fell into the hole, as if it had fallen into a deep abyss.

Even Zhao Erha left.

There is no life to listen to his thoughts, and there is no life to give him a comforting look.

He tried to use Zhao Qingyan's favorite method - handstand to resolve his inner pain.

But to no avail.

So he could only take out the remaining wine yesterday and choose to use alcohol to anesthetize himself.

Smoking and drinking.

The way he used to vent his emotions that he most despised was now he himself has fallen to this point and has become a believer in tobacco and alcohol.
Chapter completed!