Chapter 4

I looked down at the kiss marks all over my body, as well as the ambiguity after the joy in the luxurious bedroom.

No, she was really sleeping, but fortunately, the other side was not that fat man, but a handsome man.

"Awake?"

The man turned out of bed, stepped on the precious dark gray wool blanket, took out an Armani black trousers from the wardrobe occupying the whole wall, and put them on his body calmly and gracefully.

Ji Qianchen released his hand covering his eyes and took a peek at the man's figure.

For the first time, I saw such a real man's body with strong body lines, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and slightly white skin. Although her back was facing her, this body was enough to make her saliva flow for 3000 feet.

It's worth sleeping on such a masterpiece last night.

The man put on a white shirt, button the last button, he slowly turned.

"Lying trough!! Ling Xiaohan! "

The man she slept with last night is Ling Xiaohan!

The man who slept with her yesterday is Ling Xiaohan!

What's up?

Four years ago, the abstinence department that she had been chasing for a semester was not successful.

She vowed that she would never love him and pursue him again.

When I first met her, she was a freshman and he was a senior.

He is recognized as the national God of men in the whole school. She is a shameless woman, Ji Qianchen.

Four years passed like smoke.

I thought I would never meet again. Even if I met you, it was just a stranger. But now they slept in the same bed last night.

I've done such a limited shame.

Ji Qianchen can't extricate himself from the shock. His eyes are wide and round, as if to poke a hole in him.

"Have you seen enough?" Ling Xiaohan stands in place, kicks his hands lazily in his trouser pocket, puts on a cool shape, and enjoys watching.

Maybe for Ji Qianchen, four years ago, you can never see enough of him.

But now, she didn't want to see him for a second.

The fighter in the scum man.

Wrapped in the quilt, I got up from the bed and looked for clothes all over the room.

Looking around, I saw a pile of rags on the floor.

A light green dress she wore yesterday was smashed into a pile of rags by someone.

"Are you a grinder?" Ji qiqianchen glared at him angrily and sat on the edge of the bed sulking.

"Come on."

Ling Xiaohan yelled softly. Someone knocked on the door and came in. He was a servant in black and white uniform.

"What can I do for you, young master?"

"Prepare a skirt for Miss Ji." Ling Xiao's cold and indifferent orders, eyes are always deep and deep. It's unpredictable.

He always thought that she was the most beautiful when she was wearing a skirt.

"Yes, young master." The servant retired.

Ji Qianchen is still silent, holding his knees, curled up into a ball, like a snail living in a shell.

Four years!

It took four years,

it was not easy to make Ling Xiaohan's three words ripple in her heart.

Why does he want to appear again, appear also just, why still put her to sleep?

"We are married, and I want you to be responsible." Xu is to comfort Ji Qianchen, who is in a low mood at this time. Ling Xiaohan suddenly says this.

I don't know that this is someone's long cherished wish.

"Go away!" Ji Qianchen gave it back to him in one word. This word, when she expressed her love to him passionately, he also returned such a word.

Ji Qianchen is a revenger. You need me an inch. I'll enter you one foot.

Lingxiao smiled instead of angry, and approached her: "didn't you roll over last night? Isn't that enough? "

"I'll go to you!"