Chapter 24 : What Is the Head?

But if the two of them continue to torture like this, what is the end?

Qiao ran stood there, his body cold and his tears wet his cold face.

That day, Ji Hanxiao never went back to the company. It was only five o' clock when Qiao Ran returned home. She cooked for the two of them, but when the food was cold, Ji Hanxiao did not come back.

Joe dyed his eyes red and silently ate half of the cold food, then left the rest in the kitchen.

She rarely ate at home, and this wedding room was almost devoid of the smell of fireworks.

She also wanted to live a normal life, but in her world, this kind of life was really just wishful thinking.

At eleven o' clock in the evening, Qiao Ran was still awake.

Ji Hanxiao's words echoed in his ears.

He said he didn't care to say it. Dirty?

Ah, she, Qiao Ran, has lived peacefully for more than 20 years. That kiss in the morning was her second kiss, and he actually called her dirty?

Tears flowed, and Qiao Ran's heart was numb.

At this moment, the sound of a car came from outside. Ji Hanxiao came back?

She didn't get up, thinking that Ji Hanxiao would never come to the master's room tonight. Anyway, there were his clothes in the guest room.

But she was wrong.

Ji Hanxiao actually came to the master's room. As soon as he came in, Qiao Ran smelled the strong smell of alcohol. Did he go to drink?

Qiao Ran sat up, while ji hanxiao stumbled over and sat on the bed.

The man did not speak either. He stared straight at her as if he were staring at a prey.

Qiao Ran was so frightened by his stare that he coughed softly. "Ji Hanxiao... What are you... Doing?"

It was as if he had been possessed by some kind of ghost, and he smiled faintly. His laughter was actually filled with some grievances and some arrogance. "Qiao Ran... Your whole life, don't... Don't think about other men..."

He said intermittently, his words vague.

Qiao Ran had never seen a drunk Ji Hanxiao, and his words made her even more confused, but she did not speak.

Talking to the sober Ji Hanxiao was tiring, and talking to the drunk Ji Hanxiao was even less effective.

Qiao Ran lowered her head and was about to lie down, but a strong smell of alcohol came over her and she was heavily pressed against the headboard by a pair of big hands.

"Hey, you... Uh-huh..." Before she could finish, Ji Hanxiao stopped her. The smell of alcohol made her want to vomit, but the man's fiery kiss made her even more confused.

Did you run into a ghost today? How does it connect with so many incredible things happening?

Ji Hanxiao yanked her robe open and kissed her on the neck. Qiao Ran struggled, but the other party didn't want to let her go.

"Ji Hanxiao, wake up... Don't do this... Ji Hanxiao!"

Qiao Ran shouted angrily. She didn't want to have sex with him in this situation. After all, he hated her so much that he might think she did it when he woke up...

Ji Hanxiao had no intention of waking up. His kiss moved down, rough and direct. Qiao ran groaned lightly and had to bite him hard on the shoulder!

Ji hanxiao froze. Qiao Ran thought he was awake, but for the first time, he fell on the quilt.

"Ji Hanxiao? You... Get up!" Qiao Ran's legs hurt from his pressure. She pushed him hard, but only his body. She could not wake the drunk man. The taste of the wine was so strong that Qiao Ran finally resisted the urge to vomit. She pulled out her legs with all her might, then used all her strength to feed ji hanxiao and moved him under the quilt.