In fact, she is not very angry, just that kind of bad sleep, sleeping is more tired than waking up.
But look at Ji Yunan this pair of dying, a stick can't hit a stuffy fart to die appearance, the anger of her heart rubbed up.
Besides, she's scared.
She couldn't tell exactly what she was afraid of.
It's him that makes people angry. I'm afraid he won't like it. Nowadays, there are many people with depression.
I don't know if there is one in the symptoms. I stand beside other people's bed like a ghost in the middle of the night.
She sat up from the bed, swung the pillow and hit him, "talk, are you sick?"
"Do you want to go?"
The man asked her, indifference in the expression and a kind of form if crazy not indifference.
A pair of eyes were startlingly bright in the dark.
Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."
What?
This sudden words let when Sheng completely stunned, she is now very sure, Ji Yunan is not normal.
And it's very abnormal.
"You..." she wanted to ask him, "is there something wrong with your brain?" but she was afraid that the wrong word would stimulate him, so she softened her voice, "what's the matter with you?"
Ji Yunan didn't hear the change of her tone. He was full of it now. He let Sheng go while he was still rational.
Don't let the remaining feeling and reluctance turn into hatred for him.
"I'll let you go."
When he said this, he was looking her in the eye.
When Sheng's back suddenly cold.
She pursed her lips and was silent.
The first time I think of is that Ji Yunan has offended others, or is more powerful than him. The other party will kill him.
That's why I changed my previous hegemony and let her go.
If there's no special reason, it's only two or three hours before dawn, so there's no need to choose now.
Shi Sheng asked, "when?"
"Now."
Ji Yunan opens the quilt. In the dark, Shi Sheng can't see his red eyes. He just feels that those eyes are not usually bright. They are bright and frightening.
When Sheng was pulled up from the bed by him, even the shoes did not care to let her wear, "now go, immediately, immediately."
She reached for her feet to put on her shoes, but Ji Yunan forced her out of the room.
The whole process doesn't even leave her time to choose. The strength of a man holding her wrist is like a thousand gold. Like being brought back by force, Shi Sheng can't break free.
I should have learned Taekwondo, karate, Sanda and Taiquan when I knew I would meet Ji Yunan
Beat the son of a bitch to death, who turns his face faster than turning a book.
"Ji Yunan, is something wrong with you?"
“……”
"Ji Yunan, slow down. Let me put on my shoes first. Let's have a talk."
"Ji Yunan, you hurt me."
"Ji Yunan..."
All the way down the stairs, Shi Sheng's words didn't arouse any reaction from the man. Only when she said "hurt her", the strength on her wrist was a little loose, but she still couldn't break free.
Ji Yunan opens the door and pushes Shisheng out. With a bang, the door closes behind him.
Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."
Although it's already spring, early spring is colder than winter. The wind blows on the body like a blade.
The skin has to be peeled off.
She was dressed in summer pajamas, barefoot, and pulled out of her warm bed in the middle of the night——
Even if you pull it out, you can throw it out of the cold wind.
When Sheng sneezed, arms ring in front of the chest, but still can't help shivering, upper and lower teeth uncontrollable bump.
She felt that even if she didn't freeze to death tonight, she would be annoyed to death by Ji Yunan, a retarded man.
Damn it.
I was a shrimp in my last life. I've got shit in my head.
She kicked the closed door, but her feet were almost numb with cold. She kicked it up, and it didn't taste too sour.
"Ji Yunan, I'll fuck you."
The door opened, her clothes came down, and her shoes.
At this moment, when the light is printed, Shisheng sees Ji Yu's red eyes in Nantong and the blue veins on his forehead.
He pursed his lips and looked at her.
When Sheng thought he was angry, his face uncomfortable dry cough.
Any man who respects his mother will be angry when he hears this dirty word.