922 Make It Quick

Long Qingying looked at Kong Qingming and said, "It can be anyone but you."

She somehow felt that if anything happened between her and that man, she would fall in trouble. Besides, she didn't have a good impression on him. She'd rather choose another man.

"Give me a reason!" Her attitude made Kong Qingming suffer an ache in the chest. He didn't even know how to ask her why.

"It has nothing to do with you. I don't… need to tell you," Long Qingying's breath became shallow and uneven. Her voice trembled slightly, and her cheeks reddened because of the hotness. She tried very hard to control her expression and not to make herself look insane.

She didn't understand why Kong Qingming's vibe was so tense. It had nothing to do with him, right?

Kong Qingming spent a few seconds looking at her sullenly, then had a cold light flash across his eyes. Abruptly, he walked to the door and shut it.

Bang! The door was slammed shut and locked.