Chapter 13

A thump. It seems that some small metal objects have fallen on the floor.

Qiao bao'er got up in a daze in the middle of the night. She wanted to go to the bathroom, but she forgot that she was at Jun's house. When she turned around, she accidentally bumped into the bedside table.

She bent down and picked it up. It was a gold pocket watch.

Qiao bao'er looks at the golden pocket watch in the palm of his hand, and suddenly the whole person wakes up.

"This pocket watch..." very familiar!

This is the pocket watch that she robbed Jun Zhimu of his coat that night. It was clearly given to the taxi driver as a toll. How could it be here?

She looked at it carefully, as if opening the cover of her pocket watch, which was inlaid with a small picture

"What are you doing?" Suddenly there was a cold voice outside the door.

Qiao bao'er, like a guilty conscience, immediately hid his pocket watch behind him. He raised his head and saw junzhimu striding towards him.

Qiao bao'er watched him approach him, and his eyes glared at him.

Yes, his eyes were fierce, as if something annoyed him.

"Take the things out!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it last time..." he specially found the pocket watch. He must be very concerned about it.

But Qiao bao'er's words of apology just came to her lips. Jun Zhimu seemed impatient. He quickly stretched out his right hand and immediately clasped her shoulder.

Junzhimu suddenly tightens her strength and strangles her. He grabs her pocket watch directly.

"Qiao bao'er, you really think you are the hostess of your family when you marry me. You really like daydreaming!" He laughed.

He stood in front of her. His tall body gave her a deep sense of oppression.

Qiao Baoer raised his head and looked at his cold eyes. He was very angry. "You think I want to marry you, I don't want to..."

"Well, what else do you want! What woman doesn't want to marry into your family, Qiao bao'er? Do you really think you have something special... "

Junzhimu bowed his head and glared at the face in front of him. His eyes were deep with memories.

His mind seemed to be recalling something.

They are so close to each other that Qiao bao'er is not used to them. He just wants to push him away.

Junzhimu's heart is repressing the irritability. When her eyes fall on her bright red lips, there is an impulse that can't explain the reason.

Without saying a word, he kisses her lips and acts impatiently.

Qiao bao'er didn't respond. She felt a slight pain and a bloody smell from her lips

Who does he think I am! Qiao Baoer's heart is flustered and angry.

"Let go of me!"

She raised her right hand and threw it at the man's face.

Just as she raised her hand, junzhimu released her, as if her voice had broken his memory.

Junzhimu, with a very fast speed, clasped her wrist in mid air, and looked at her face again. There was only a piece of alienation and indifference in her eyes.

"Qiao bao'er, recognize your identity, you are only responsible for giving birth! It's just a deal. Don't talk to me about your childish love. It's a game for adults. Even your dignity is worthless. "

His voice was cold and clear. He took off his coat and threw it at the end of the bed.

The game of adults, dignity is nothing.

Qiao bao'er is very angry. He suddenly presses him on the bed and can't break free.

Hands against his chest, full of anxiety, "don't, don't touch me..."