"Mr. Xu, this is your office. It's a place to work. It doesn't seem very good." Jane Xin still sat where she was, and didn't intend to listen to Mr. Xu obediently.
"You're not coming, are you?" She didn't move, Mr. Xu got up suddenly, took a few steps with his long legs, walked to Jian Xin's side, grabbed her and hugged her in his arms.
Mr. Xu is a head taller than Jianxin. He looks down at her, with complex eyes that Jianxin can't understand. She doesn't like it, so she deliberately doesn't start, and doesn't want to meet his gaze.
Mr. Xu raised his hand and turned Jian Xin's head, and said domineeringly and not gently: "Jian Xin, Jian Xin, what do you think I should do with you?"
When he saw this woman for the first time, he just thought she was a vase, a vase who only knew how to use her beauty to confuse others.
Later, he felt that people who know how to use their own advantages are actually very smart people.
Jianxin is such a woman. She understands her own strengths very well and uses them.
Later, he saw more of Jane Xin. In such a cruel adversity, perhaps many people would choose to die, and death would be the end of it all.
But Jianxin didn't. She walked out of the mental hospital alive and started a new life after plastic surgery.
After she started a new life, he thought she would take revenge, but she didn't, she just settled down and lived her own life.
It made him see a brand new and different Jane Xin.
Even he himself doesn't know, when will his eyes follow her closely, and her every move will affect him.
She was the only one he could see in his eyes, but there was no him in her eyes, as if she had never really looked at him.
It's not just these aspects, Jian Xin impressed him, she also has many surfaces, which he hadn't seen before.
There are many things that he can't think of, but this woman can quickly understand.
Every time she reminded him, many things that he couldn't figure out, he immediately figured out, immediately figured it out.
So he didn't know what to say about this woman, whether to say she was his luck or his misfortune?
"Mr. Xu, don't pretend to be affectionate with me. You should know that in the world of whores, only money is the most real thing. Never fucking talk about feelings with a bitch." Jane Xin Said with a smile.
After experiencing so many things, Jianxin has already seen it very clearly.
Don't expect a man to love you well, don't expect to get the feelings you want from a man.
Enjoy life by yourself, love yourself well, live your own life, and let those talkative people who look down on you talk about them.
"What if I say, I want to talk about feelings with you?" Mr. Xu squinted slightly at Jian Xin, watching every expression of Jian Xin intently.
He is very nervous.
His fingers were trembling slightly.
He was even more nervous than when he heard that he failed to kill Qin Yue. He was worried about hearing answers he didn't want to hear.
"Mr. Xu, please let me go!" Jianxin smiled with her eyebrows crooked, and said in a serious way, "I still simply hope that you just want to 'fuck' me, not make me fall in love with you. Love is such a thing It's poison, once you encounter it, you may never get out again."
So she will never like anyone or a man again in this life, and she will never give her feelings foolishly again.
Because it's not worth it!
She has no one worthy of her relentless pursuit.
"Bitch, I really want to kill you!" Mr. Xu put his arms around Jian Xin's waist, making Jian Xin cling to his body.
He used a lot of strength, and when Jian Xin stuck to his body, she couldn't move.
The closeness of the two of them is almost like one person, Jian Ran clearly felt Mr. Xu's blood spurt.
Jian Ran put a soft and boneless hand on Mr. Xu's shoulder, slowly slid down, touched his strong chest twice, and smiled charmingly: "Mr. Xu, I really can't see that your appetite is so Unique, just like a bitch."
"Shut up!" Mr. Xu squeezed her mouth to prevent her from continuing.
Every time he heard her say something insulting to him, and every time he saw this woman smiling under his body, he wished he could break her neck.
"Mr. Xu, you don't want to listen to the truth." Jianxin smiled softly, her laughter was clear and sweet, but there were tears in her eyes.
I don't know when it started, but she was no longer used to using her weak appearance to deceive others' pity, but no matter what happened, she gritted her teeth and survived.
Because she knows that no one in this world will love her except herself. She only has herself, and if she wants to live a better life, she can only rely on herself, and no one else can.
"Little bitch, I told you to shut up, you can't fucking hear it!" Mr. Xu suddenly lowered his head and kissed Jianxin hard.
His kiss was wild, domineering and fierce, as if he wanted to suck Jian Xin's soul away.
"Well..." Jane Xin struggled instinctively, but was firmly imprisoned by him, and she had no freedom at all.
Mr. Xu's hands nimbly slipped in from the hem of Jianxin's clothes, wandering around and stroking her back wantonly.
He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Jane Xin, give me up and I will love you well and won't let anyone hurt you."
Jianxin pursed her lips, and the tears in her eyes were more obvious, but she was still smiling, clenched her fists, smiling coquettishly.
"Jane Xin, be obedient, and I will love you very much!" Mr. Xu kissed her on the face.
Her disheveled appearance really made people want to crush her to death.
Jianxin smiled and said: "Mr. Xu, I'm almost softened into a puddle of spring water. Aren't you satisfied? Then what do you want me to become so soft that you are satisfied?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Xu pulled up her short skirt and took her forcibly like many times before.
Every time he exhausted all his strength, every time he seemed to knock her apart, every time he wanted to bite her hard...
It seemed that he wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't bruise her all over her body and make her cry and beg him.
However, this time he was still disappointed. Even though he had already made Jian Xin bruise all over her body, she still gritted her teeth tightly, endured the pain, and was unwilling to say a nice word to him.
She clenched her hands into fists, her nails scratched the flesh of her palms, her lips were bitten by herself, and there were tears in her eyes, but she was unwilling to give in.
Doesn't she hurt?
Could it be that she couldn't feel the pain?