In the face of his anger, Zhang Yunshu chooses to bow his head and leave in silence, not to face him head-on.

In fact, she didn't know the courage she had come here to confront him like this.

At this time after the confrontation, she was nervous.

Chu Mu Ye's fire was nowhere to be found. Seeing her going again, he was so angry that he took her back and pressed it on the wall.

Her cold face approached her, and her breath was full of ice,

"are you not small tempered?"

Zhang Yunshu continued not to open his eyes and continued to ignore him.

Chumuye gnaws his teeth, and finally reaches out his hand to clasp her back of the head. He leans over and bites her soft lips. He turns around and is merciless.

At this time, for Chu Muye, only in this way can his anger be relieved.

"Well --"

Zhang Yunshu suffered from pain and pushed him hard. However, he had already reached the point of being mad. How could he let her go?

The other hand also stretched out to hold her waist, so she did not have the strength to resist at all, so they stuck together on the bedroom wall.

Chu Muye originally wanted to punish her, but the kiss was getting deeper and deeper. When he pulled off her thin shoulder belt and intended to bury her head, he suddenly realized that they were still in the cold war.

He was ashamed that his reason was not controlled by his body's emotions. He gave her a gasping red eye, relaxed her, and turned away from dinner.

After he left, Zhang Yunshu slipped down the wall like that, then sat on the floor and hugged himself with a sad sigh.

In fact, she didn't want to confront him with cold war at all. She wanted to tell him not to be angry. They didn't want to have a cold war. However, there was a little pride in her heart, warning her not to bow down first.

At the beginning of the evening, Muye still doesn't come back. Zhang Yunshu lulls the little boy to sleep, and then he lies in bed in a daze.

When he kisses her during the day, he has feelings, and she has feelings.

She loved the feeling of being kissed by him, of course, when he was kissing normally, not in such a rude way as during the day.

Sometimes she thought, he does that kind of intimate thing with her, and enjoys it all the time. Should he like her a little bit? Otherwise, how can it go on?

She doesn't know other people, she only knows herself. If that person is not his, she would rather die than let the other party touch it, let alone enjoy the love of Xing.

But sometimes his indifference made her feel that he had no feelings for her.

So, does he really like her? Or not?

For a moment, she fell into the dilemma of conjecture, a heart tossed and tormented.

Later, I don't know how long later, she felt sleepy, just lay down to sleep, suddenly heard a huge noise outside the door, it seemed that someone was knocking on their door, she was scared to sleep, and sat up from the bed.

At the beginning of these days, Muye didn't come back at night. She got used to the life of staying alone for the night. But in fact, she was still in a state of panic. Now there was such a big movement, she was about to die of fear.

There was a huge voice outside the door again, accompanied by the ugly curse of the man,

"open the door quickly!"

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