After that, he pressed the answer button and strode out, leaving an Xiaojing standing alone in the empty room, hiding her face and crying!
An Xiaojing fell down on the floor and beat the floor hard!
Why Why do you have to live under his threat every time? Why does she compromise every time!
Why She's so hateful! Hate oneself is so incompetent!
When will this kind of day end? When will she be free?
In the whole hall, only the cry of an Xiaojing. That's why it's so sad. At such a fragile moment, she has to face it alone.
Brother Brother When can you take me away
I don't want to be around this man
Not for a moment
……
Step on, step on, step on
Suddenly, a slow footstep is approaching. An Xiaojing looks at it. To her surprise, the man in front of her is the man in the studio who looks like Leng Yichen.
The man always likes to wear a clean white shirt with the smell of wet paint on it. He has a healing smile, so warm.
An Xiaojing was still a little shocked. She never thought that this person would appear in the hall under the dazzling lights in the villa.
He is a quiet man who seems to know nothing about the world. Why does he appear now?
"Did you cry?" The man squatted down slowly. His voice was not cold as Leng Yichen, but it was like a spring breeze.
Without waiting for an Xiaojing to reply, his hand gently stroked her cheek, where an Xiaojing's empty and desperate eyes were inlaid.
"Who are you? Leng Yichen? Or who else? " An Xiaojing is more like asking herself, because she never, never expected to hear the answer from this person.
"If I told you, would you be happy? Why do I always see your unhappiness more and more The man's hand finally left an Xiaojing's cheek and froze in mid air.
Could it be him?
"Ha, I've always been a fool, you know? I shouldn't trust anyone. I don't even know that he planned everything. " An Xiaojing said to herself and began to smile bitterly.
"So you don't want to believe me anymore?" The man light mouth, if you can, he would like to give her a big hug, finally, he did.
"I'm sorry!" He gently picked up an Xiaojing, acting gracefully like the prince in the fairy tale world.
An Xiaojing's tears also burst the dike in that instant.
It turns out that there is really such a person who cares about himself. He doesn't have to understand the process of things. He just sees himself scarred and can embrace him without hesitation.
An Xiaojing's mood is slowly released.
Being held, she buried her head deeply in the person's chest. Her cry changed from sobbing to hysteria.
Too long grievances, Leng Yichen to her pain, all one by one vent out.
That person's body temperature is just right, his heartbeat is also very relaxed, but, he repeated over and over again "sorry."
When an Xiaojing was tired of crying, the man took her directly to the bedroom upstairs and murmured, "wait for me, I'll take you away, soon Soon... "
The light was a little lazy and dim, but an Xiaojing couldn't find a trace of focus in her eyes, echoing his words.
"Don't go! Don't go
Feeling that he was leaving again, her hand held him tightly, afraid that he would leave.
Her appearance, I do not know how distressing.
"I'm not going. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." His voice was gentle, like the best lullaby. He brought a stool and sat next to an Xiaojing, watching the man go to sleep, with wet spots on his face.
Gently, he wiped it off again with his hand, and sighed deeply
……
"Don't go, don't leave me, don't go! Ah... " An Xiaojing suddenly woke up from the bed, but what made her even more desperate was that in front of her was a man in a black stiff suit.
"Oh? What, I met my lover in my dream? " It's very ironic, with cold eyes. It's not other people, it's Leng Yichen.
"So what? You can have a lover. Why can't I? " An Xiaojing sneered and said, "since we have no feelings, we can't disturb each other to cultivate new feelings, can't we?"
"You Leng Yichen heard this, inexplicably a burst of anger, hard to pull an Xiaojing's arm, to see where he was caught red, this woman is still staring at himself, this forced to shake off.
"You are the woman I bought, and the nature of the things I bought is the same. Naturally, my things can only be used by me. If you don't understand that, I can try it myself. "Leng Yichen inquired about an Xiaojing again, because she was angry that she had some sharp ups and downs in her chest, which was very provocative.
Of course, an Xiaojing noticed the man's eyes. With what he said, it seems that the man is going to have sperm in his head again.
But just when they were in a stalemate, uncle Lin's voice suddenly came out of the door: "young master, do you want to cook something nutritious for young lady?"
"No, I think she's in good spirits. She's still saving supplements." Leng Yichen's cold response, looking at an Xiaojing's face, did not look good.
"Yes, I'm just something you bought. I'm afraid I can't be compared with those expensive Supplements!" An Xiaojing responded sarcastically.
"Take good care of your body, and then let you meet your lover? I'm not stupid enough! " At this point, Leng Yichen suddenly burst out a very cold irony from the bottom of his heart. An Xiaojing actually has a dream lover.
This damned woman is looking for death!
"What do you want, Leng Yichen?" An Xiaojing is fed up with this man's cold-blooded and capricious, if his character is more gentle, will it be better.
is as like as two peas, but the taste of character and body... It's the opposite!
"What do I want? An Xiaojing, I tell you, since I bought you and you are my legal wife, I will never think of others and never fall in love with them. Your right of use can only be mine! "
With that, Leng Yichen, regardless of an Xiaojing's astonished eyes, immediately presses her back on the bed.
An Xiaojing's two arms were locked up above her head by Leng Yichen, and her legs were fixed by the man's lower body.
"Leng Yichen, you are mean. I want to divorce you! I've had enough An Xiaojing resisted, but the harder she tried, the more Leng Yichen on her body grasped her.