Chapter 238

Meng shaoting's mind was filled with such thoughts. Who said that men play and women play in the world? You know, I don't know how many women easily hold men in their hands and ask them to live and die..

At this moment, if she gently hugs him or responds to him, he is willing to give everything for her without hesitation.

"Jingzhi..." He couldn't help it. His mind was slightly dizzy. For a time, it seemed that time was flowing. He went back to that flowery night seven years ago. At that banquet, he kissed her for the first time. She had the mellow taste of red wine in her mouth, which he never knew, so he remembered her taste.

Her arms are slightly tightened, and her body is close to him when he is in his arms. In the spacious corridor, there are carpets, and the light of the wall lamp is not very bright. Occasionally, a waiter comes with a tray, but ignores the beautiful scenery, and just walks by without looking down

Meng shaoting keenly felt the tightness of his body and body in his arms. He finally reluctantly let go of her. In the orange light, he saw a dense water stain on the corner of her mouth, and the purples slightly swollen, as if inviting him.

He heard a deep sigh in his heart, and lowered his head slightly, with his chin resting on her forehead and hair. His voice was low and gentle: "Jing Zhi, don't dislike me..."

When he finished, he seemed to be slightly stunned for a moment, but he gently hugged her. His jaw rubbed her bangs away, and he found the smooth scar on her forehead. His voice was light like a child who had done something wrong: "Jingzhi, don't dislike me..."

He didn't know why he repeated this sentence several times. He didn't know why he said this. He didn't know how long she had been in his arms. But he thought of that night for a long time, and he still thought that it was the happiest night and the happiest moment for him.

Jingzhi wants to say something, but finds that she has lost the ability to speak. She wants to move and earn something from his arms, but finds that she can't control her hands. Even if she wants to run away, she can only let him hold her and lean on his arms.

She also wanted to cry, but the tears could not fall down. She felt wronged and humiliated. She hated him and was in a panic. Her heart was struggling, and she couldn't be sure for a long time what she was going to do. The result was that she was held in his arms for a long time!

But she didn't move, but she was getting cold like ice.

He was undoing. At the moment of opening her clothes buckle, he suddenly stopped. He slowly let go of her, like the slow motion that he often saw in the movie.

Another waiter hurried by carrying the wine. She seemed to tremble a little. Her arm seemed to want to lift, but she still stopped.

He took a step back, as if he was ten years old. He looked at her from high down. She opened her eyes, but her eyes were only confused. She had no tears, but she did not laugh.

She just stood still, let her own shirt be untied by him. She opened several buttons, she didn't even raise her hand to block it.

Meng shaoting suddenly took a breath of cold air. He felt a little pain in his eyes. He quickly stopped looking. His fingers began to look for smoke, but his fingertips were shaking.

His mind is very disordered, but a very clear idea floats up. He subconsciously tries to suppress that idea, but it is more and more clear. She is rejecting him, not only her heart is rejecting him, but her body is also rejecting him uncontrollably.

He used it three times before lighting a cigarette. He leaned against the wall and smoked two cigarettes at a draught. He felt better.

He never wanted it. Today, I'm finally punished. Meng shaoting, you've been merciless and abusive all your life, and you've finally been punished.

She was still standing there, giving him a cool profile.

He snuffed out the smoke and threw the cigarette butts to the garbage can on one side, but they were thrown on the wall, bounced back, fell on the carpet again, and the ashes came out and fell on the white carpet.

He came to her and saw her empty eyes. He laughed at himself and scolded him severely in his heart!

He reached out his hand and leaned toward her. She shook subconsciously to avoid, but didn't move. She just lowered her head slowly, and then, like a puppet, made a small numb voice: "don't be here."

Meng shaoting suddenly laughed. His voice was very low and depressing. It sounded worse than crying. It was that kind of creepy laugh.

The waiter, who had gone by, looked at them with some trepidation and quickened his pace.

Jing Zhi is also stunned to see him. Seeing his tears coming out of his smile, he can hardly stop laughing.

She regarded him as a predator who did nothing wrong. She knew that he could do nothing about his plunder, so she humiliated him with such a weak and numb acceptance.

And she never thought that if Fu Jing knew that she would not let Meng shaoting touch her, would Meng shaoting stop for her.

Yes, in her mind, he has always been a rotten man, without any merit.

He was too proud to accept that he had been denied by her again and again.

He reached out his hand and clasped her jaw, raised her little face high, and he put on a ferocious and evil smile. The dark color of his eyes was so deep, thick and cold.

The more brilliant his smile, the more threatening the cold light in his eyes.

Jingzhi began to shiver. She couldn't stand.

"Since I once assumed such a false name, Fu Jingzhi, did you say that I should not aggrieve myself and just ask for you

His ruffian patted her face gently, and her skin color became more and more white. His eyes were black and white, straight into his heart.

Meng shaoting knew that he was finished. He was defeated. He recognized.

He can't play hard.

As long as she looks at him with such eyes, as long as she shows a little softness, he would like to show her his heart.

He smiled and shook his head in an indifferent manner. Then he let go of her, but as soon as Jingzhi was let go, he began to fall to the ground. His eyes shook and he hugged her. He simply put her on the wall.

She was breathless and stared at him more and more. Meng shaoting saw that her hands were tightly clasped and her joints were blue.

He felt a little sore in his gums and a dull pain in his temples.

It seems that he is bullying her, but in fact, she is bullying him.

He then lowered his head, his eyes and eyebrows looked safe, and the long fingers finally fell in front of her, but they tied her scattered buttons carefully one by one, and even one at the neck was tied gently by him. Then he half bent, and flattened every fold on her long shirt. At last, he knelt down on one knee, lowered his head deeply, and gave her Roll up the corner of his clothes to open, once, he repeated the action naturally.