Chapter 737

Ji Rufeng sat up with a piece of bread in his mouth and rolled his eyes. He couldn't help staring at Zhao Jian beside him. He saw that the man was filling his mouth with bread, a mouthful of bread and a mouthful of water. He didn't have the dignity of being a general.

Seeing him looking at her, Zhao Jian turned around and gave him a smile, "what's up? Ji Shao, does coconut milk bread taste good? "

At least, Zhao Jian thinks bread is better than stinky tofu.

"Not as good as you."

"You..."

She sat up from the chair, the man raised his finger, "calm down, calm down, and then touch your head, you probably can only cry."

Zhao Jian is impatient, "can't you not mention the things before?"

"It didn't happen without mentioning it?"

"The past is always mentioned. Is it interesting?"

Man action meal, casual in front of her body swept a look, "interesting."

"Ji Rufeng!"

"Yes," he said, raising his hand and pulling out his ear. "Why is it so loud?"

"Do you have to mention it?"

"Miss Zhao, it's no use escaping from what has happened. As a person, you should at least learn to face it?"

"Who won't face it? Now there are 419 people every day. If everyone keeps talking like you, don't live! "

Ji Rufeng moves and slowly sits up straight.

If he didn't know that her body had been given to him that day, he would almost think that she was an old hand in love, so heartless and indifferent.

Zhao Jian looked at his face slowly convergence expression, heart slightly a tight, holding the bread hand tight and tight, almost to the bread.

For so many years, she was very tangled. Occasionally, she wanted to know the taste of love. But when she thought of her mother's tragedy and Ji Shaoguang's long journey to London, she was so eager that she did not dare to touch it.

While yearning, yearning, while away, this is Zhao Jian.

The night when she was confused with Ji Rufeng was the most extraordinary thing she had ever done. Ji Shaoguang said that sex is beautiful because of love, so she felt creepy when she thought of that night with Ji Rufeng, so she never dared to mention it.

Because as soon as I mention it, I think of her and Ji Rufeng, who are just two lonely single men and women in the middle of the night. Apart from that, they are nothing.

"You misunderstood." The man's cold voice suddenly rang out, and his eyes fell on her more wantonly, "I just want you to be my Bare mold. "

“……”

At this moment, she had a lump in her throat, and she was very uncomfortable.

"Why

"Beautiful body." He said that Dala's eyes seemed to have stripped off her clothes, which made Zhao Jian feel more uncomfortable.

He leaned back slowly on the seat and said, "you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You should know something about us. You can't help drawing beautiful things. If you think about it, I'll be free any time. "

"You big head!"

I don't know why, she just felt a fire burning in her heart, and then the bread in her hand flew towards his face. She gasped, "Ji Rufeng, are you sick?"

Ji Rufeng turned his head and let the bread fall on his face. He turned his head and looked at her. "This is effective at any time."

"Go away!" Zhao Jian scolded, pushed the door, got out of the car and rushed into the rain.

She felt very uncomfortable. During this time, she took him as her friend. She thought she was his friend, but he just wanted to see her drawing

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