Shit!
Night Tingchen stared at the red in the corners of her eyes.
Is this woman made of water? Wipe her tears and it's like this.
"Stop crying." his voice was hoarse and his eyes were black.
Shen Jiamu raised his head from his arms and stared at him vaguely.
That look was accusing him. A moment later, she struggled hard: "anyway, you don't believe me anyway. I won't use you to take me to the hospital."
Night Tingchen didn't move, just stared at her coldly.
She struggled again, but yetingchen fastened her wrist directly this time.
"I believe it."
Shen Jiamu was stunned and looked at him in amazement, "you... What did you say?"
"Can't I believe it?" her stunned eyes made him irritable and raised in his heart. She scolded low, then clasped her waist and pinched her tightly: "I said I believe, do you hear me?"
Shen Jiamu didn't answer, because she didn't expect yetingchen to believe her.
A moment later, Shen Jiamu lowered his eyes, and his mood was obviously still very low.
Night Tingchen's eyes were gloomy and said, "can you go to the hospital now?"
"Xiao Su, drive."
Xiao Su nodded and drove.
The car drove out for a minute. Seeing that her mood was still very depressed, yetingchen said coldly, "if you don't want to go to the hospital, I can help you in another way."
At first Shen Jiamu didn't hear clearly, then he suddenly reacted, raised his eyes and looked at him in amazement: "what did you say?"
Night Tingchen pinched her chin and leaned forward slightly. The cold male breath covered her.
"What a good reason, isn't it?"
"I don't want it!" Shen Jiamu refused him directly without thinking about it!
Night Tingchen immediately narrowed his eyes dangerously: "do you dare to refuse me? Dislike me?"
His big hand pinched her chin, suddenly bowed his head and sucked hard on her lips, then retreated for a few minutes, gasped against her forehead and said, "or do you want the cold night to detoxify you?"
Hearing the name of the cold night, Shen Jiamu's pupils shrunk and shook his head: "no!"
Her reaction was a little fierce, which surprised yetingchen. "Why are you so excited?"
However, when she said no, yetingchen's heart was still a little excited, and his thin lips slowly aroused, "don't want him, do you want me?"
Don't him, do you want me?
Shen Jiamu was stunned by this sentence. Without waiting for her to react, yetingchen's long arm suddenly circled her neck and forcibly circled her to his arms: "answer the question!"
"Er..."
For a moment, Shen Jiamu didn't know how to answer.
She didn't expect that yetingchen would ask such a question. She couldn't understand what yetingchen was thinking in her heart.
The cold war was so cold before Mingming. Mingming hated himself, but he seemed to like flirting with her every time, and he was very excited.
Just like now, the green light was shining on the bottom of his dark eyes, like the light of the beast when he saw his prey, with a certain potential. She could not escape the confidence of his palm anyway.
Subconsciously, Shen Jiamu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"I..."
She certainly won't answer such questions.
No matter who she wants, even if... Her heart really likes yetingchen and really wants her.
But she can't say it openly.
Besides, who knows what the consequences will be? At that time, will ye Tingchen say that she is fickle.
"Go to the hospital," she said at last.
Night Tingchen's thin lips pursed unhappily, "now you know you want to escape? You have to choose the problem just now and go to the hospital."
Shen Jiamu felt very uncomfortable. He was so close again. If she hadn't been too strong in the drug before, she would have fallen this time. Where would she have the strength to talk to him.
She turned her head. "I don't want to choose."
"Don't want to choose?" yetingchen stares at her dangerously: "you still want to choose! I'm your husband!" he circles her hard and grabs her hard with thin lips. His kiss is hot and turbulent. Shen Jiamu cries out in pain.
She tried to push him away, but yetingchen's arms were too strong and calm like a mountain. She couldn't push at all.
His breath filled his mouth, and even their bodies were close together. Shen Jiamu could feel the coolness on yetingchen through his clothes.
She thought, maybe her body is too hot.
That's why I feel so comfortable in the arms of yetingchen.
It must be.
Her head was confused. Shen Jiamu suddenly realized that her suit had been forcibly taken off, and then the window came down. The cool wind at night poured in from the window and blew her thin red skirt.
The suit grabbed from her was thrown out by yetingchen without hesitation and landed on the main road.
This scene stunned Shen Jiamu, and then he was pinched by yetingchen's chin and forced her to look at him.
The night court Chen's eyes were dark, like dark clouds on the top of the city.
Tonight, her red dress was like fire. She pierced his eyes as soon as she appeared. At this moment, and then later, she was held in his arms by him in a cold suit at night. Night Tingchen had the heart to kill them at that time.
But then the woman actually left the cold night and came to him.
So yetingchen couldn't bear it again.
The red dress on her body is very sexy. Coupled with being pulled, her fragrant shoulders are half exposed and looming.
Night Tingchen suddenly lowered his head and bit on her snow-white shoulder. His strength was not strong, but it hurt.
Shen Jiamu shouted, "what are you... Doing?"
"Let you have a long memory." the cold, low voice of the night was vague: "you are not allowed to wear this skirt to swagger in front of other men in the future, and you are not allowed to wear other men's clothes, do you hear?"
Shen Jiamu didn't speak. His men consciously leaned out and surrounded yetingchen's neck. His petite body leaned against him and rubbed against him. It seemed that they liked the temperature on him very much.
Night Tingchen paused for a moment and repeatedly asked, "do you hear me?"
Shen Jiamu felt uncomfortable. He just gave a cry, hugged his neck, raised his head, and bit his soft and hot lips on his Adam's apple.
This action immediately tightened yetingchen's whole body, and the green veins on her forehead surged. She clasped Shen Jiamu's hand and said in a deep voice: "wait a minute, answer my question first, or... It doesn't matter to you."
Hearing that he might not care about himself, Shen Jiamu was tired and said directly, "then leave me alone and leave me by the road and let me live and die."
Night Tingchen frowned.
Listen, why does it have a coquettish smell?
Night Tingchen couldn't get angry with her, stared at her, and his voice softened a little.
"Really want to live and die?"
Shen Jiamu looked at him eagerly and nodded pitifully.
The look in her eyes seemed to say that she was already suffering. Help her quickly.
Night Tingchen restrained his desire to be provoked. "Then you have to ask me whether I agree or not."