"At the beginning, I want you to give me an opportunity, give me an opportunity to stay with you, I will let you fall in love with me again, but you are not willing to give me an opportunity." He said.
Her face was a little pale, but still waiting for him quietly.
"And today, I give you a chance, if you can let me be willing to be with you, then I can let Yan qiongying go."
But when he said this, her face suddenly changed, her eyes looked at him in shock, and she could hardly believe what she heard.
"But... I'm pregnant now." She said.
"That's not impossible, is it? You have passed the first trimester now. Even if you ask the doctor if it is OK, the doctor will say yes. " He said indifferently, "Zhuo qianyun, aren't you willing to do anything for your friends? Why, I give you a chance, but you don't? What's more, what I'm talking about is that I'm willing to do it. Do you think that I, who don't love you, will be willing to do this kind of thing with you? "
Zhuo qianyun's face turned red.
She knew that he was insulting, that he was out of the past.
In front of this man, his feelings for her, no longer the original kind of to save her, willing to own the kind of feelings, now he, no longer have any love for her.
"And you? Would you like to have a try and see if I would like to? If you really have that ability, then everything will be as you wish. "
His voice is still ringing.
Zhuo qianyun's hands on both sides of her body are slightly tightened. She knows that maybe he just wants to see her scratching her head like a clown. Maybe in the end, what she gets is just humiliation.
But for the sake of Xia Xi, she had to try. Even if the things in front of her were really fierce, she would try to break through. What's more... Once she hurt him, now it's Fair for him to hurt her.
Zhuo qianyun slowly forward, slightly tilted down, hands gently pressed on the shoulder of Ye Wenming.
He didn't move, just looked at her faintly.
She only felt that her palms were sweating slightly, and a sense of tension filled her whole body. Then her fingers gently lifted his collar, fingertips caressed the skin of his neck, and her face was closer and closer to his face.
Closer and closer... So close that she could count his eyelashes, see his face in his pupils, and feel his breath.
His expression is so cold.
When Mingming was in the hospital, he used to smile so tenderly to her. His black eyes were full of love. He gently took her hand and said to her, "qianyun, I will be very good to you in the future..."
but now, the only thing left between them is the cold.
Zhuo qianyun let his lips, pasted on each other's thin lips, with a trace of cool lips, people will be afraid in the heart.
She tried to kiss, but he never responded.
Zhuo qianyun's eyes flashed a touch of sadness, was about to retreat, suddenly his big hand caught her back of the head, "is that the only way? Simple did not let me have the feeling of being seduced, you kiss, how to let me move, how to let me willingly? At least it should be like this... "
with the fall of his voice, his lips fell heavily on her lips, followed by a violent kiss.
Zhuo qianyun was almost breathless by the kiss, the whole person was almost trapped in the fierce kiss, and in the mind, in an instant, constantly flashed the scene they had in the hospital.