Qiao Liang was immediately moved. Xu Honggang was still in love with him and was loyal to him. Although he couldn't do anything, it was enough to say this.

He also felt strange. Why didn’t Xu Honggang say these words to him directly, but he had to convey them through Fang Xiaoya? Does he think that in his identity, these words are not suitable to say them directly to him? Now that he is like this, why are he still thinking about it so carefully?

"Minister Xu has always been good at me and has placed great expectations for me, but I am not good at it and let him down." Qiao Liang said depressedly.

"You can't say that. Old Xu doesn't have any slightest reproach to you on the phone."

Qiao Liang blinked. When Xu Honggang called him yesterday, he didn't say much, but his performance now shows that he also realized that he had fallen into someone else's trap, and he should be able to guess who set this trap, and even, he can guess the deep intention of others setting this trap.

In this way, Xu Honggang's current mood is not much better than himself, and he should have felt extremely passive and powerless.

I continued chatting with Fang Xiaoya, but before I knew it was late at night, Fang Xiaoya yawned.

"Xiaoya, it's getting late, you go back and rest." Qiao Liang said.

Fang Xiaoya shook her head: "I won't go back tonight, I'll be here to accompany you."

"You want to chat all night?" Qiao Liang was stunned.

Fang Xiaoya smiled and said, "Have I said that? I'm a little sleepy now."

"But..." Qiao Liang hesitated.

"But what? Do you have any concerns or worries?" Fang Xiaoya looked at Qiao Liang with bright eyes.

Facing Fang Xiaoya's pure eyes, Qiao Liang did not dare to look directly, and looked elsewhere and said, "I'm not worried or worried, I am..."

"What are you?" Fang Xiaoya looked at Qiao Liang without turning his eyes.

"I'm afraid." Qiao Liang mustered up the courage.

"Are you afraid that you will be unable to help sleeping with me?" Fang Xiaoya gently bit her lips, her fair face turned slightly red.

Qiao Liang nodded: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Follower..." Fang Xiaoya stretched out her hand, poked Qiao Liang's forehead with her fingers, then smiled, stood up and took off her coat, and then went to the bed, stretching her limbs casually, "Hey, I've been busy all day, I'm really tired, it's so comfortable to lie on the bed."

Qiao Liang sat on the sofa and stared at Fang Xiaoya.

"Why are you in a daze? You plan to sit on the sofa overnight?" Fang Xiaoya said.

Qiao Liang scratched his head: "Let's sleep together... in the bed?"

Fang Xiaoya leaned against the bedside nodded, stretched out her hand: "Come here--"

Qiao Liang stood up and walked over stupidly.

"Take off your coat and come up." Fang Xiaoya said.

Qiao Liang took off his coat and went to bed to lie down, keeping a little distance from Fang Xiaoya. His heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, but he felt confused. Fang Xiaoya was so proactive tonight and didn't know what would happen next.

Fang Xiaoya raised her hand and turned off the headlights, and the light in the room became dim and softer.

Then Fang Xiaoya lay down sideways, faces Qiao Liang, and whispers: "Look at me."

Qiao Liang looked at Fang Xiaoya sideways. At this moment, her handsome face was shrouded in the warm light, with a pure halo, which looked so holy and touching.

"Hold me." Fang Xiaoya said softly.

Qiao Liang hesitated for a moment and did not move.

"Hold me." Fang Xiaoya repeated again, with a little begging in her voice.

Qiao Liang looked at Fang Xiaoya's gaze, and felt a little reluctant, stretched out his arm. Fang Xiaoya raised her head and then pillowed Qiao Liang's arm. Qiao Liang patted Fang Xiaoya's shoulder with the flow. Fang Xiaoya smiled, smiling warmly and movingly.

"This feeling is so good. I have been dreaming about for many years..." Fang Xiaoya murmured, closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the expression on her face seemed very satisfied.

Seeing Fang Xiaoya's expression, Qiao Liang was suddenly moved. Her request was so simple and so easy to satisfy. She treated her as a green leaf as the whole spring.

Thinking about the years between him and Fang Xiaoya, Qiao Liang suddenly had the urge to cry. He couldn't help but hug him a little, leaned over, and gently kissed Fang Xiaoya's smooth forehead.

Fang Xiaoya opened her eyes, looked at Qiao Liang flexibly, and said softly: "Thank you, I feel so warm at this moment."

Qiao Liang smiled.

"I like you to smile like this, I like to lie with you like this, so warm and calm..." Fang Xiaoya murmured, closed her eyes again, and breathed evenly for a while.

Seeing Fang Xiaoya sleeping so quietly and quietly, Qiao Liang's heart throbbed slightly. At this moment, his heart was extremely clean, without any distractions or impulse of desire; at this moment, his heart was filled with great pain and love, and this pain and love turned into pure family affection and friendship.

Qiao Liang suddenly felt confused. When he lay with other women like this, he would definitely have sexual impulse and idiots, but why didn’t he be with Fang Xiaoya? Could it be that the emotions between him and Fang Xiaoya transcend desire and instinct? transcend sex and lust? Sublimated? Is he really so noble?

Qiao Liang fell into a difficult and confused state that he could not let go, and could not fall asleep for a long time. He did not fall asleep until dawn.

In his deep sleep, Qiao Liang dreamed that he was climbing a mountain with a heavy burden. The burden was so heavy that he could not stand up until he collapsed on the ground. He seemed to be unable to stand up again after sitting.

Looking up at the sun in the sky, the high mountain peaks, the sun is so bleak, and the peak is so far away from me, it seems that I can no longer have the courage to stand up and continue climbing.

This made Qiao Liang feel extremely tired and discouraged, and he couldn't help but want to give up.

At this time, a trance sound floated in the mountains: When the storm blows, you let the blood flow out, let the desire rush out to the sun... You must stand up, abandon the dim memories, stand like Mount Tai, and break through the loneliness with lightning courage...

This sound filled the world for a while, echoing in Qiao Liang's ears, impacting his inner unwillingness and desire, making Qiao Liang's heart turbulent, and he couldn't help but burst into tears...

"Qiao Liang, wake up..." Someone gently shook his body and shouted in his ear.

Qiao Liang opened his eyes suddenly, and in front of him was Zhang Lin's warm face.

Qiao Liang sat up, looked straight at Zhang Lin, and then looked around. Fang Xiaoya was not there.

"Qiao Liang, you are crying." Zhang Lin took out a tissue and handed it to Qiao Liang. Qiao Liang then realized that her face was covered with tears. She was embarrassed and hurriedly took the tissue and wiped it. She said embarrassedly, "I, I was having a very sad dream just now..."

Zhang Lin smiled understandingly.

After finishing the brush, Qiao Liang looked at Zhang Lin: "Sister Lin, how did you come in?"

Qiao Liang couldn't ask Zhang Lin where Fang Xiaoya was going, and didn't want Zhang Lin to know that Fang Xiaoya slept here last night.

"When I came, the door was closed. I thought you had gotten up, so I pushed the door in. I saw that you were sleeping, and the clothes were not taken off and the door was not closed properly. I was not afraid of thieves coming in in the middle of the night." Zhang Lin blamed.

Qiao Liang blinked. It seems that Fang Xiaoya must have just gotten up and left shortly after leaving. She didn't close the door, and Zhang Lin happened to be here.
Chapter completed!