Chapter 778

But the man was still, like a wall, no matter how she pushed, no matter how she scratched or scratched.

Shi Sheng Qi's lips trembled and his words were incoherent. He just wanted to stimulate him with the most cruel and hurtful words.

This is an instinctive response to danger.

If Shi Sheng is still rational, he will never speak at such a time to stimulate him: "shouldn't I hate you? Your father killed my parents for his own benefit. Fu Yi is missing now, and his life and death are unknown. Dare you say it has nothing to do with you? I am imprisoned by you in this villa and live a dark life. Do you think I should appreciate you or hate you? "

Her hand can't help tightening, it's fear, it's patience, Ji Yunan doesn't want to study deeply.

He felt that this woman was really capable of driving people crazy all the time.

"You protect me, but what's the difference between that protection and living in prison? Is it because this cage is more gorgeous than the prison, and there are people waiting on it, that I should be grateful to you? Do you know that this kind of life can drive people crazy all the time? "

Her repressed mood suddenly lifted up, showing a kind of determined rather than broken momentum.

Shi Sheng is too emotional, and the picture in front of him shakes like water ripples.

A little dizzy, but she didn't show it.

Ji Yunan didn't pay attention to these details. He was so excited by her words that his eyes shrank heavily. He was also angry, and the whole face was taut.

It's very reasonable.

He's going to drive her crazy?

Who is driving who crazy?

"Did you see the past with your own eyes? Or did everyone tell you that, just by Fu Yi's one-sided words, you believe it so deeply? Shi Sheng, is your beautiful head irrigated by excrement? "

Ji Yunan doesn't want to deny the past. He just can't stand Shisheng's trust in that man.

Every time she mentions Fu Yi, Ji Yunan's desire for destruction is too strong to control.

Every minute I want to crush her.

Shi Sheng looks at him, and doesn't know what expression to put on for a moment, "aren't these your acquiescence?"

He didn't deny everything.

"I have many things to acquiesce in. So many robbers and murderers are all done by me. Go to the police. You'd better get together and let the judge sentence me for one or two hundred years."

Ji Yunan ferocious face, a pair of dark eyes straight looking at her.

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

She clenched her lips and did not speak. If her jaw was not clamped by him, her eyes would not fall on him.

Ji Yunan's mobile phone rings, he just began to ignore, but the other side seems to have something important to find him, has not hung up.

The monotonous and ordinary ringtone became the only sound between them.

Finally, Ji Yunan released her and got up to answer the phone, "hello."

"Ji Shao, it's not good..."

When Sheng only heard this sentence, Ji Yunan had already walked away. She didn't hear the content behind. She only saw that the man's tense expression became more and more gloomy.

He stood at the entrance of the garden, one hand habitually inserted into the pants bag to touch the cigarette.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

It was two minutes before he gave a "um.".

The smell of tobacco wafted from his direction, light, not bad.

Hang up the phone, Ji Yunan looked back at Shi Sheng on the reclining chair, "I have something to go out, I probably won't come back tonight, Taylor will come to check you later."

Sheng has fallen asleep every night when he comes back recently, so there's no need to explain if he can't come back.

The man pondered for a few seconds, "call me if you have something."

Although I knew that it was not possible, I still gave an advice.

When Sheng did not say good or bad, Ji Yunan looked at her for a few seconds, turned and strode away.

The dead silence before Ji Yunan came up was restored in the garden.

Silence without any vitality.

It's another silent afternoon. Shi Sheng is lying on the beach chair, covering his face with his hands.

I'm only 26 or 27 years old, but I'm old.

Hearing the engine sound of the car downstairs, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number, "tomorrow."

Although Ji Yunan imprisons her to travel, she does not confiscate her mobile phone.

"Well, I've arranged to call you." It's a man's voice.

Hang up the phone, when Sheng looking at the distant blue sky, trance, eyebrows several changes, but finally return to calm.