Chapter 84: Lose reason

Chapter 84 Losing Reason
Such a condition was raised, and there is almost no more unequal treaty in this world, but looking at Su Qize's expression, he clearly expected that she could nod in agreement.
"Actually ... you really want to find a woman like me to get married, it's very easy." After all, there are so many single mothers in this society, and on the conditions of his Su Qize, he can't find what he wants.
"I know, but who made me meet you?" Su Qize said, laughing.
Fate is sometimes so wonderful.
"Thank you for your kindness, I ..." She couldn't accept it. His kindness deserved him to look for a better girl who truly belonged to him.
He refused to say anything before he was interrupted. "Don't rush to reply to me, you can think about my proposal."
Restarted the car, the two did not say anything else, and took her all the way down to the apartment downstairs. After separation, they went home.
Luo Qingyun didn't sleep well that night.
Su Qize's face and the words he said kept appearing in her mind.
Actually, it's fake.
After all, an excellent man like Su Qize, if it is not bad, is not worse than Su Shihao in all aspects.
It was just that she understood better that it was because Su Qize was so good that she did not dare to promise to marry him.

Three days passed in peace.
On the fourth day, Su Yinghao returned from abroad.
After getting off the plane, instead of returning to the villa, he went directly to the company and was busy until late at night before returning home.
Luo Qingyun was originally informed by Qiu Yi that he thought he would come back for dinner, so he made a few dishes and waited for him.
As a result, she fell asleep accidentally while waiting on the sofa because she was easily sleepy during pregnancy.
When Su Yinghao returned to the villa, he saw Luo Qingyun lying on the side of the sofa and slept soundly.
Slowly walked to her, squatted down, her eyes fell gently on her peaceful sleeping face, her asleep, breathing evenly, looking soft and calm.
The beautiful big eyes were closed gently at this moment, and the long eyelashes covered the lower eyelids, forming a curved shadow like the wings of a butterfly under the reflection of the light.
Her lips were closed, and there was a trace of her own stubbornness in the corners of her lips. The lip color was rosy and shiny, just like the peaches on the tree that could be picked off in the future.
On his forehead, there were messy broken hairs clinging to each other. He reached out, and his long fingers gently opened the broken hairs.
Her fingertips inadvertently touched her white and clean skin. She slept very lightly, and was instantly awakened. She opened her eyes and saw this familiar face close at hand, with a slight smile on her face. .
"You're back?" Opening her mouth, she murmured as if she hadn't awoke.
The softest part of Su Yanhao's heart was easily poked by her, opened her mouth, and was about to speak, but she saw that she blinked and fell asleep again.
Obviously, just now, she didn't really wake up at all.
He couldn't bear to wake her up, straightened up, he took off his jacket and put it on her gently, turned and prepared to go upstairs, only to see that the restaurant lights were on.
When I walked over, I saw the dishes on his table that he likes to eat on weekdays. It can be seen that it was a reception dinner specially prepared by him for him.
Although he had eaten dinner, for some reason, he went to the dining table and sat down, picked up the tableware, and began to eat the food that had been completely cooled.
Luo Qingyun woke up before he slept, and when he saw his coat, he suddenly realized that Su Yinghao was back.
She got up, went straight to the restaurant, and saw Su Shihao slowly eating cold dishes on the table.
"When did you ... come back?" She asked, walking to the dining table and opening her mouth.
Under the light, Su Yanhao's expression looked as cold and arrogant as usual, two eyebrows peaked gently on the brow bone, and his deep eyes were calm.
"Just arrived." He replied, putting down the chopsticks in his hand and picking up the spoon to prepare the soup.
When Luo Qingyun saw this, he immediately reached out and grabbed his big hand. "Don't eat, these dishes are cold."
Su Yihao's movement stopped immediately, and her eyes fell lightly on the little hand holding her big palm. Her hands were beautiful, slender and slender like a spring onion, with a soft flesh, but Because of the housework, the skin is not as delicate as before.
As if stunned by his eyes, Luo Qingyun quickly retracted his hand back, then took up the bowl of cooled fish soup, "You want to drink soup, I will help you warm it."
"No need to worry." Looking at her evasive attitude, Su Shihao suddenly lost her appetite and put down the bowl and spoon in his hand. He stood up, "Let's go, I'll take you back."
Luo Qingyun held the soup bowl in place and held it for half a second, then put the bowl back on the table, turned around and said, "I don't bother Mr Su, I can go back by myself."
With that said, just lift your feet and leave.
Su Yinghao reached out and grabbed her wrist, she cried, "I'll send you."
Luo Qingyun frowned, struggling slightly, trying to get his hands out of his palm, "Please let go, I don't need you to send me."
"Luo Qingyun, do you have to be like this?" He finally succeeded in being angered by her again.
Why does this ignorant woman always challenge his patience repeatedly?
"Mr. Su, what do you mean? I don't understand." Unable to get rid of it, she simply gave up struggling and looked up at his face confined to her, which was a perfect face. At the moment it looks so hateful.
"Don't understand?" Looking at her pretentious, stupid face, the anger in his heart was already burning.
Raising her hand, pinching her small and delicate chin, kissed without warning.
Luo Qingyun did not expect that he would suddenly do this, and suddenly his eyes widened, his expression horrified.
When she reacted, her body stepped back immediately.
But every time she backed off, it wasn't his endeavours. Instead, he pressed harder.
In the end, she was forced into the corner and retreated.
The thin lips with a touch of warmth, all the way down from her lips, kissed her neck, the familiar sweet taste made him lose his mind.
"Let me go, don't touch me ..." Luo Qingyun kept twisting his neck, trying to push him away.
But in front of him, her strength was really small, any struggle in his eyes was nothing but an ant shaking the tree, meaningless waste of physical strength.
With a hiss, the skirt's hem was ripped open, and she noticed that her legs were cold.
As the heart beats violently, she realizes what he will do next.
No, no!
With a big alarm bell in her head, she shouted, "Stop it, Su Yunhao, stop now ..."
Unfortunately, at this time, Su Yinghao would still listen to her.