816 “AV Shooting Guide” 781: Burning

Qiao Qiao looked at the time and felt it was almost time to go back.

She finally asked Cheng Xiu to help her ask about Qin Ruicheng if there was a way to see Jian Baiyou.Cheng Xiu agreed, but he also said that he could only do his best, and he was not sure whether he would be able to see the young master.

The two chatted a little more about the situation on Paradise Island, and then Qiao Qiao realized that Cheng Xiu had actually lived on the island for a period of time. At that time, Paradise Island had just been built and had not yet been opened to the public.

Qiao Qiao thought to himself. He originally thought that Cheng Xiu was going to rush in, but it turned out that he was familiar with the roads. No wonder he dared to rush in without making a plan.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Qiao quickly returned to the villa, where Song Qiyan was still working in the living room.

“Where did you go for a walk?” He took off his Bluetooth headset and closed his laptop. It seemed that the video conference was over.

“I didn’t go anywhere, I just walked around casually.” Qiao Qiao put on his slippers, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s time for you to exercise more.”

Qiao Qiao’s face turned red. She had been locked up at home for a while. She only had to eat and sleep. The fat on her belly had become thicker. She really needed to lose some weight.

Then cancel the dessert after the meal and eat fruit instead.

Qiao Qiao walked into the kitchen to get an apple from the refrigerator, and the man followed her for some reason, lowering his head and sniffing the ends of her hair.

“The smell of golden osmanthus, have you gone to the flower room?”

“Yeah.” Qiao Qiao agreed vaguely, “I sat there for a while, maybe it was stained at that time.”

Song Qiyan: “But the flower house is being renovated and that road is impassable. How did you get in?”

Qiao Qiao froze.

“You didn’t go to the flower room, right?”

“I…” Qiao Qiao looked at a panicked face reflected on the refrigerator display, “The woods I went to, I thought the greenhouse you were talking about was a garden.”

God, even she herself felt that this explanation was too pale.

“I felt strange this morning.” His lips were close to Qiao Qiao’s ear. “I sleep very lightly. I feel it every time you get up, but not this morning.”

“Maybe you had a nightmare…”

“No, it was you who acted lightly on purpose.”

Qiao Qiao felt his heart and liver trembling: “I’m afraid of waking you up.”

“It seems you were quite sober by then.”

“Maybe I went to bed early yesterday and woke up early today…”

Song Qiyan seemed to smile: “So, how did you go to the wrong bathroom when you were sober?”

Qiao Qiao choked suddenly.

She thought she did it flawlessly, and she was a little complacent after getting the phone this morning. Who knew that it was already full of loopholes in Song Qiyan’s eyes. After these few questions, Qiao Qiao felt as if her underwear was about to be taken off.

“Why do you avoid me and go to the bathroom?” Song Qiyan gently put his arm around her waist from behind. This action was so intimate that if others saw it, they would think that the two of them were whispering in bed.

Only Qiao Qiao knew that Song Qiyan was trying to control his emotions, and body language was just a manifestation of his consciousness. At this time, it did not represent intimacy, but control and confinement.

“Why did you lie to me?” He turned his head and gently licked the delicate skin of Qiao Qiao’s neck, and picked up a small piece with his canine teeth. He was reluctant to bite it and reluctant to let it go. “You obviously never take a walk in the morning. You don’t even go out.”

Everyone in Qiaoqiao felt numb, thinking that the ancients had not deceived me. They lived to be ninety-nine by walking a hundred steps after a meal. If she went out for a walk after eating every day, today’s trip would not be too abrupt.

“I thought it was strange that Cheng Xiu left without saying goodbye yesterday. You guys obviously wanted to exchange information with each other. How could you leave without meeting each other?”

He paused and his voice subtly sank: “Or have you communicated in other ways?”

Qiao Qiao felt that if the timing wasn’t wrong, she would really want to applaud Song Qiyan.

He almost…completely guessed it.

Song Qiyan’s intelligence is not “intelligence” in the popular sense. There is a clear difference between him and Zhou Yuanchuan in this regard. Zhou Yuanchuan values ​​logic more. He can easily discover Qiao Qiao’s lies, but it is difficult to explain her motives for lying.Song Qiyan, however, started from her motives and knew that she would definitely try to hide it in order to achieve certain goals, so he deduced that she was lying.

After being exposed by Zhou Yuanchuan, Qiao Qiao could still defend himself for a few words, but if Song Qiyan saw through it, he could basically raise his hands and surrender.

Qiao Qiao knew that it was only a matter of time before Song Qiyan discovered the phone, not to mention that the two of them were so close. He could just slide his hand down from her waist and touch the hard rectangular parallelepiped in his pocket.

After weighing the pros and cons, Qiao Qiao decisively took out his mobile phone and placed it on the table.

“This is what Cheng Xiu and I came here for. We went out today to talk to him on the phone.” She chose to confess, “The matter on Paradise Island has something to do with Jian Baiyou. I think Cheng Xiu has the right to know.”

Song Qiyan glanced at the table: “You have become smarter.”

“…” Qiao Qiao pursed her lips. When she realized that she had never defeated Song Qiyan in a fight, he seemed to be able to read minds. Who could withstand this?

He picked up his phone, flipped it through, and said with a smile: “You talked about something that can be finished in five minutes for half an hour?”

“There are still some details.”

“Oh? It seems there are some details I don’t know about.”

Qiao Qiao: “…”

She shouldn’t talk too much!

“It’s all related to Jian Baiyou. Cheng Xiu asked a few more questions and didn’t say anything else.”

“No, you asked him how to save Qin Ruicheng.” Song Qiyan’s slight sneer came from behind.

Qiao Qiao really wanted to surrender this time: “I just asked, and Cheng Xiu couldn’t do anything…”

“Qiao Qiao, instead of asking for help, why don’t you come and ask me?” Song Qiyan took the apple away from Qiao Qiao and replaced it with another cold weapon. “I’ll tell you a good way.”

Qiao Qiao looked at the knife in his hand and wanted to throw it away in panic, but was held tightly by the man’s strong hand.

“Kill me and you can save Qin Ruicheng. It’s easy, right?”

He opened three buttons on the collar of his shirt, pulled Qiao Qiao’s body over and forced the two of them to face each other. His eyes darkened: “Come on, you will get what you want soon.”

Qiao Qiao said in a trembling voice: “What’s wrong with you? Please wake up…”

She desperately tried to shake the knife away, but the distance between the two was too close, and she was afraid that she would hurt Song Qiyan if she struggled too much, so she could only shrink back: “I don’t want this, can you let me go? Please!”

“Aren’t you happy that you can be with Qin Ruicheng?”

“I don’t want it!” Qiao Qiao struggled hard, and the knife came out of his hands and fell to the floor with a clang.

The air seemed to be frozen.

“What’s wrong with you two?”

A man walked in. When Qiao Qiao saw him, he felt as if he had seen a savior. He shouted: “Mr. Zhou! Come here quickly!”

Song Qiyan also seemed to calm down. He calmly adjusted his collar and went upstairs without saying a word.

Qiao Qiao suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

Zhou Yuanchuan helped her up and asked with concern: “What happened?”

Qiao Qiao was so shocked that he recounted what had just happened with both words and gestures. In his desperation, he didn’t care to hide anything and also told the story about the mobile phone.

Zhou Yuanchuan was not surprised. He brought Qiao Qiao to the sofa and poured her a glass of hot water: “Don’t be afraid, he is just a little out of control.”

“I, I just had a phone call with Cheng Xiu, and we didn’t say anything else, right?”

“Xiao Qiao.” Zhou Yuanchuan said seriously, “Song Qiyan’s emotions cannot be released to the outside world. He can only continue to pressurize it internally until it breaks. You should not do anything to try to get out of his control. His sanity has long been in jeopardy.”

He sighed: “No, it’s my fault too. I didn’t remind you in time. I didn’t expect his condition to become so serious.”

“Why…”

Zhou Yuanchuan picked up the mobile phone on the table: “If you want to contact the outside world and ‘leave’, this is a taboo.”

Qiao Qiao immediately cried out: “I didn’t! Why would I want to leave? Besides, where can I go?”

Zhou Yuanchuan smiled: “Are you really not?”

Qiao Qiao choked immediately and her face turned red and white. Yes, she just told Cheng Xiu yesterday that she wanted to go back to Paradise Island with him.

“Song Qiyan cares about you very much.” Zhou Yuanchuan said softly, “He cared too much. It might have been okay before, but you suddenly disappeared. At that time, I thought he was too calm about your disappearance. Now think about it, it’s just that he has such a personality and never shows his emotions, but the result can only burn himself.”

Qiao Qiao muttered: “I didn’t mean it…”

“It’s not important, but you can’t irritate him anymore. Well, speaking of it, Liang Jize was not normal when you disappeared. They should be at the same level, but in different forms – no, maybe the level is also different.”

“Then what should I do?” Qiao Qiao seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw, “Is Song Qiyan okay? Will he get sick from anger just like that?”

“You should just help him release his emotions.” Zhou Yuanchuan said with a smile, “Leave it to me. My mental state is much better than the two of them at the moment.”

Qiao Qiao looked at him and said stupidly: “Why?”

However, Zhou Yuanchuan did not answer this question.

He picked up the phone: “I’ll confiscate this for now – by the way, you haven’t had sex with Song Qiyan since you came back, right?”

Qiao Qiao’s face turned red and he nodded awkwardly.

“I understand.” Zhou Yuanchuan comforted her, “Leave the rest to me.”