Chapter 792

"How could it be?" Zhao Jian almost screamed, but her throat hurt badly. I don't know how he upset her last night.

"I knew you would repent when you woke up. Fortunately, I had foresight!"

Ji Rufeng took out the paper from his pocket and spread it in front of her across an arm's distance. "Look, it's clear in black and white!"

Zhao Jian's face suddenly changed. How could she not recognize her own handwriting? However, she could not remember what happened last night.

"And this one!" The man slowly put away the paper and took out his mobile phone, which soon spread the voice of women.

"Like the wind Don't go like the wind Don't go... "

"But you don't want me." Man's voice is very aggrieved.

"I want it, I want it!"

The soft and greasy voice makes people feel numb. If she didn't hear it, she could hardly believe it.

"Why How is that possible? "

The arm supporting her body seemed to have no strength any more. She fell on the bed all of a sudden, and the things left on her body seemed to feel heavier. She did not dare to face it, but did not dare not face it.

The man slowly took away the smiling look and sat down beside the bed, "Zhao Jian, yesterday you begged me not to go, this thing is also what you gave me, now, do you want to say it again?"

He has no expression on his face, just quietly looking at her, as if waiting for her answer.

Zhao Jian's lips trembled. In fact, there was no mathematical reason to refuse. One night stand, 419, appointment, and getting drunk were all OK, but she didn't dare to say it. She felt that as long as she said this, she would never have a chance again.

"Dare not admit it?" Ji Rufeng refused to let her go.

"No

"What do you want?" He looked at her and sighed, "Zhao Jian, don't fool me again and again."

"I..."

"Think about it. Don't be impulsive."

The more he did, the more she refused.

This is really the last chance.

Her face was a little white, better than her skin. The sweat seeped out from her forehead. Zhao Jian's hand clenched tightly with the quilt and gasped: "can you pour me a glass of water?"

Ji Rufeng is not willing to let her go, but her face turns pale in the twinkling of an eye, and she can't bear it.

He went downstairs to pour water for her. When he came back, Zhao Jian sat by the bed with a medicine bottle in her hand.

"What did you take?"

Zhao Jian shook her head, knocked out two pills from the inside, swallowed them with water, and got up to go to the bathroom.

Bai Nen's body is full of marks, even tragic. Standing in front of the huge floor mirror, she looks at herself. The marks at the root of her legs are also very heavy, and his things flow down from there.

She knew that this was the result he wanted. He wanted to tell her that he had made all the marks on her body. When she remembered or did not remember, they had been lingering like that. They hugged and comforted each other in the lonely night.

That hot chest, hot kiss, it is not what she likes.

She lives in hell, but yearns for heaven.

It shouldn't be, but she didn't want to let go.

Ji Rufeng.

She silently called the name, and found that a small gecko was lying on the wall of the bathroom. The little gecko was not as long as her little finger. At this time, she was climbing up the slippery brick.

It's too small. Every time it climbs, it will slide down a few centimeters, but even so, he still climbs forward.

Zhao Jian was stunned.

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