Story collection: Strong breaths intertwined together

A bright black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove into the old building In the alley.

After five years in Taipei, He Qingtian returned to his old home from Shanghai. He sat in a luxurious car and looked at the old buildings being demolished in front of him without being disturbed.

He bought a large piece of land near his hometown and planned to build a new mansion.

His mother is nostalgic and wants to live in this familiar place, so after the new building is built, he will leave one floor as his residence and sell the rest.

The reason why he came back here is only because of the promise he made to a girl five years ago. She is the girl he deeply loves in his heart and the driving force behind his success.

The girl’s name is Fang Yuye.

She was only eighteen years old when they were together.

He is the first man in her life. He not only has a commitment to her, but also has a responsibility.

He wants her to come back when he becomes famous, and he wants to take her away.

He believed that she would wait for him to come back, and she promised to wait for him.

"Chairman, after the land acquisition, the entire demolition progress went very smoothly, and everything is going according to plan." He Qingtian's female secretary Guan Qianyu drove him and professionally told him Report.

"Very good. The car will wait for me on the road outside. I'll go down for a walk." He Qingtian said.

"Chairman, those houses are still being demolished and are very dangerous. Do you really want to get out of the car?" Guan Qianyu thought he was going to get out of the car to inspect his property in person.

"Yes." He Qingtian did not tell the female secretary that he was not going to inspect the construction site. What he wanted to do was a very personal matter. He wanted to find Fang Yuye and take her away.

He got out of the car and walked to the road three blocks behind the construction site.

This place is not far from his old residence, but the style is completely different. They are all beautiful mansions. Fang Yuye lives here. She is the princess in the mansion, but he was the prodigal son of the old street.

Now he is different. He is the big boss of Longye Steel and owns a huge business overseas. He came back to share everything he has with her and marry her.

As he approached the Fang family, his heart became more eager.

When he arrived in front of Fang's house, he was stunned, and his enthusiastic heart suddenly dropped to freezing point.

The door was full of congratulatory flower baskets, and the joyful ribbons actually read "Wishing Miss Fang Yuye and Mr. Zhou Junda a happy wedding, a happy marriage for hundreds of years, a match made in heaven..." and other wedding messages.

What is going on? Fang Yuye is getting married? She is going to marry a guy named Zhou Junda?

What about their promise?

Congratulations Qingtian Sword Eyebrow OneHeng, his heart was boiling and he pressed the Fang family's electric bell.

"Who are you looking for?" There was a response from the door, like Father Fang's voice.

"I'm looking for Fang Yuye." He Qingtian said bluntly.

"Where did you find her?"

"He Qingtian." He Qingtian said his name.

"Congratulations... Qingtian." The intercom was immediately connected, and soon the door opened, and it was indeed Father Fang who appeared inside.

Hello, uncle, do you still remember me?" He Qingtian greeted him politely.

Fang Mingzhi looked at the handsome man in front of him, of course he remembered He Qingtian abducted his daughter five years ago, and he could not believe that the man in front of him was actually He Qingtian, whom he regarded as a bad boy.

Fang Mingzhi examined He Qingtian's appearance and conversation. , is indeed a successful person with extraordinary achievements. And the natural domineering look between his eyebrows is even stronger than before, and the confidence he exudes when he speaks has not changed at all.

"Of course I remember you, you What else are you doing here?" Fang Mingzhi asked with a straight face.

"I'm looking for Yuye. "

"Why are you qualified to find her?"

"Of course I am qualified. "He Qingtian looked coldly at Fang's father, who had strongly opposed his relationship with Yuye, and handed over his business card.

Fang Mingzhi took it and took a look. The business card had the words "Long Ye Steel Construction" printed on it. The title of chairman of the company, the factory is in mainland China, and the head office is located in Shanghai.

He Qingtian has really achieved a lot.

Fang Mingzhi did not expect that he would really succeed. I'm back.

"You... let's go! Even if you become famous, it's your business. Don't try to cheat my daughter away again." "Fang Mingzhi stepped back to the door with a cold face and asked him to leave. He finally convinced his daughter that she was willing to get married. There was a wedding tomorrow morning, and the Zhou family was coming to marry him. How could he do it because of He Qingtian? He wanted his daughter to completely forget He Qingtian.

“Where is Yuye? I want to see her. "He Qingtian stretched out his big palm and blocked the door, preventing it from closing.

"Didn't you see the flower baskets inside and outside the door? She is getting married tomorrow. Don't come here again. Disturb her, she has a happy life now, I beg you not to ruin it all. " Fang Mingzhi stopped in astonishment, explained his words in one breath, and asked him to raise his noble hand to fulfill his daughter's happiness.

He Qingtian clenched his hands tightly, and he impulsively wanted to break in and find a way to Yuye asked clearly, was she just a joke when she said she was willing to wait for him?

But what's the use of asking? The fact is before her eyes, since she wants to get married, it means that she no longer has him in her heart.< /p>

On his side, he had always taken the promise he made back then very seriously, and he thought she would wait until he came back.

What a disgusting woman! Totally untrustworthy.

He stopped and stopped in front of the door. Fang Mingzhi quickly slammed the door.

He Qingtian didn't stay long either.He strode away without looking back, burying his disappointment and pain deep in his heart.

I no longer believe in love.

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"Miss Fang Yuye, are you willing to marry Mr. Zhou Junda and stay with him for the rest of your life, no matter how rich or poor you are?" the pastor asked, standing in front of the altar. A bride with skin as white as snow and a charming face.

Fang Yuye looked at Zhou Junda who smiled tenderly at her through the bride's veil. He had a square head and big ears, and looked blessed when he smiled. He also ran a chain of burger restaurants and had a successful career. , everyone thinks he is a very good man.

And she is about to become his wife, as long as she says "I do".

Is she willing?

At this moment, there is a familiar voice deep in her heart that overwhelms everything -

"One day I will come back , you must wait for me."

There was sadness between her eyes and brows, and she never forgot the person who said this, he was He Qingtian.

He is a recognized uneducated and notorious prodigal.

She met him when she was in high school. She had heard of him a long time ago. He was a senior at the same school. He dropped out of school before graduating. She often saw him with a group of people wearing black clothes and loving each other. The delinquent boys and girls who raced cars mingled together, and they called him the boss.

When she passed by the park after school, she would often meet them. The group of people would deliberately yell and scold her with inexplicable hostility - "There is nothing special about being a good student. What are you doing..."

She was very scared in her heart, and always walked quickly through the group of men and women with her head lowered.

But she found that among that group of people, He Qingtian was always silent, sitting coldly on the handsome Wolf motorcycle.

Why didn't he yell like the others?

She was a little curious about him.

Occasionally, she mustered up a lot of courage and glanced at him in the crowd.

She found that he was actually looking at her, his piercing eyes staring at her wildly, and the scorching power shot directly at her, burning her.

She was frightened and scared, her cheeks were hot, her heart was pounding, and her whole body was burning with unknown flames.

She turned back suddenly, bit her lip tightly, and walked home quickly.

And she never expected that from that time on, his hot eyes would haunt her like a nightmare. She often thought of the way he looked at her, and secretly palpitated.

He Qingtian actually started to take action.

He intercepted her on her way out of class. The handsome Wolf motorcycle stopped in front of her and asked her——

"Do you want to be with me?"

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She looked at his handsome face in astonishment, the smile on his lips, his black eyes as deep as the sea, he attracted her like a powerful magnet, all the cells in her body They are all getting hot.

She fell in love with a prodigal like him, and she was very aware of the burning feeling of fire inside her.

"Just you?" She armed herself,Without consent, she was a complete obedient card in the eyes of her parents and teachers, and she did not dare to reveal her feelings for He Qingtian.

"Yes, just let me get in the car." He Qingtian smiled wildly. Regardless of whether she wanted to or not, he clasped her arm in a predatory manner and pulled her onto his lap. Wolf motorcycle.

"No, who knows where your car came from?" She refused to get in the car and threw away his hand.

He raised his eyebrows and stared at her leisurely, as if no one dared to resist him like this.

But instead of letting her go, he even pulled her in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Of course I bought it with my own hands, working and earning money."

"Where do you work?" She pretended not to believe that he got the motorcycle through legitimate means. Her heart palpitated at the close distance between the two of them, and his completely masculine aura seriously interfered with her simple thoughts.

"Steel factory." He said, looking at her with determination, his eyes like flames instantly ignited her heart.

Strangely enough, she believed that he was telling the truth. She did not doubt him, because his rough palm on her arm showed that he was indeed working. She was also surprised that a man as wild and uninhibited as he could tell the truth to her, they were complete strangers.

"Get in the car." He pulled her to sit behind him.

She passively sat on it, and his big hands held her small green hands, asking her to hold them around his waist. "Hold tight."

"No." She shook off his warm hand and refused with a red face.

"It's hard if you don't want to." He stopped holding her hand, glanced back at her warmly, raised a smile on his lips, stepped on the accelerator, and the Wild Wolf motorcycle sped away. .

It was difficult for her not to hold him. The fast speed of the Yelang motorcycle made the schoolbag hanging on her shoulders fly up. Her hands had to hug his lean waist in panic, otherwise She will definitely fly out.

His car rode faster and faster, and she hugged him tighter, her face pressed against his back, their hot body temperatures intertwined, and some kind of intimate feeling also wandered in her heart. Wave after wave.

She found that she was not afraid of being alone with him, but felt stimulated, excited and rebellious. At the same time, she also felt that she could directly feel the passion radiating from his heart.

He is not as cold and scary as he appears.

That day...he drove her to the beach in a car and kissed her in the dark windbreak.

The progress between them was so fast that she could not imagine it.

She still remembered her first kiss. His hot tongue entangled her, not allowing her to avoid it. His breath, his tenderness and passion completely disturbed her heart.

In the darkness, he even caressed her body and led her little hands to explore him, until their strong breaths intertwined, and their body temperatures turned into two flames, entwining each other's body. The mind, body, and body feel explosive pleasure.