Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, night had begun to fall, and he remembered the day he asked her if she would choose to come back to him if he was willing to give them one last chance.

She looked at him for a long time, and seemed to have really thought about it for a long time. She asked him, "Does it really have to be a lifetime? What if I don't leave you in the middle of it?"

He answered without hesitation, "If you can't do it for the rest of your life, then leave now."

She smiled, and that smile looked more like she wanted to cry. For a moment, he felt soft and wanted to hold her in his arms again. If there is no life, there will be no life. At least, I want you now.

Then she hugged his neck and whispered in his ear, "Then Miyabuka, let's break up."

Suddenly I remembered her voice, which was so sad that the speaker couldn't help herself. Then when I looked at her face, she still had a bright smile.

He looked at her full smile, her red lips came closer to him, and asked him with a pout, "Boss, I seem to owe you a night. Do you want it now, or give it to me as breakup fee?"

"Isn't Miss Xia too thick-skinned?" he sneered. "You feel wronged by following me. Do you still want me to give you a breakup fee?"

After saying that, he reached out and pushed her onto the quilt behind him, leaned over and pressed her down. He kissed her chin and bit her lips and tongue. He wanted to vent the accumulated anger in his heart, and the hand holding her waist also

Get harder and harder.

"It hurts~," she cried out in complaint, with an extremely aggrieved expression on her face, and looked at him with clean and moist eyes, "Hey, can you be gentler? You are always rude and like an animal.

, do you regard me as a woman or an enemy? I am very afraid of pain, okay?"

It seemed like she was angry or coquettish, as if she had said decisively that the breakup was just a joke a few minutes ago.

He wanted to sneer, and even more wanted to grab her neck and question her. She said she wanted to break up just a minute ago, and now she is asking for gentle treatment so naturally. Do you really think I am a saint?

Probably because his face was really full of anger, she blinked and looked at him for a few seconds, then took the initiative to move her face closer to his, and said in a soft voice, "Tuo, you have such a beautiful face.

It's a waste of resources to be so mean, and not everyone has the courage to make you happy in front of your face. I don't like how you look angry."

"Hey, okay, okay, it's the last time anyway, do whatever you want." She hung on his body like an octopus and kept talking to herself.

Originally, he had been listening until she suddenly made one last move. He suddenly became angry, locked her in his arms with his backhand, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

"You also said it was the last time. I really don't need to be polite."

She accused him of not being gentle enough, because he didn't want to be gentle, but he always lost control when he wanted her. Every time, he just wanted to work harder and penetrate deeper, as if in this way, he could have her more completely.

Her skin was so tender that it turned blue when pinched. Every time she had sex, the bruises and hickeys all over her body looked terrible. Tang Jian accidentally saw her once, and his expression was extremely strange.

Ask him if he abused the little fox in bed.

He felt distressed and guilty at the same time, so he kept warning himself not to hurt her at the beginning next time. She begged him pitifully every time, and as a result, the more she begged him, the more excited she became.

At that time, he secretly thought that men have some perverted tendencies in their bones, and he loved the feeling of her babbling and crying under him, begging for him.

He stretched out his hand to pull off her clothes, and she hugged his neck and kissed him actively. She had never been so passionate. Although Xia Jin looked heartless and as thick-skinned as a wall, she was almost in bed.

She was completely passive, although she couldn't be said to be shy, but when she finally started to seduce him, she would only cooperate in the beginning.

He was so easy to seduce, and she hardly needed any skills to do it.

Until she lay naked under him, her whole body covered with a beautiful layer of pink, and her eyes slowly began to glow with indescribable charm, she didn't say anything, not even a word.

When he did, he felt those eyes inviting him.

At the most intense moment, he accidentally bumped into her eyes, and there was a flash of despair in them, just like the dejection after the gorgeous fireworks bloomed.

After a night of lingering, she was actually very tired in the middle of the night and fell asleep. He held her and cleaned her body. He opened his eyes without any trace of sleepiness and looked at her sleeping face sideways. Under the bright light of the moon, she

Quiet like a child.

She seemed to be even more afraid of the cold, curling up in his arms, holding his waist with her hands, and leaning her face against his chest. She was cold and needed someone to hold her to sleep more soundly, otherwise she would be wrinkled all night long.

With a heavy face, I felt uneasy even when I fell asleep.

My heart felt as if I had been bitten by an insect. He seemed to be sleeping in his arms, so... what if he was gone? Who would she sleep with?

When I think about it, she might sleep next to another man like this, make love, let that man hold her in his arms for a bath, and then curl up in his arms like a cat, falling into a deep sleep, with jealousy like a calm sea.

Suddenly there was a huge wave, and without thinking, he turned over and covered her body again.

Deprived of her breath, something warm and wet was licking her face. Xia Jin was about to cry, and mumbled inarticulately, "I'm so tired, can you let me sleep?"

"Not good." He bit her chin hard and took the time to answer her question.

"Miya Shentuo, you've gone too far," she complained angrily with her eyes closed, "You're worse than a beast."

Her subconscious shouting of his name made the anger in his heart go away a little, but anger can be extinguished, but desire is not so easy.

After struggling until daybreak, he gave up and let her sleep.

"Boss," looking at Boss Gong's silent profile, Cheng called out worriedly. He had an intuition that the boss was thinking about that woman now.

He would only show such an expression when he was thinking about that woman. It was not completely indifferent, nor did it seem like obvious pain. In fact, it was a very light emotion, but it made people feel sad for no reason.

He didn't know that people sometimes have an afterthought, such as phantom limb pain. After a person's limb is amputated, he can still feel its existence for a long time.

Just like Gong Boss at this time, it was only at this time that he slowly realized that he had really lost her.
Chapter completed!