Slowly, he turned around and stopped.

"Do you know what I hate you the most?"

She turned her cold and depressed eyes, and he kept looking at her, no matter what she said, he looked at her with a steady and deep look.

"You used all your means to force me to believe that you love me, but you didn't have any sincerity." Her lips were slightly cold and she twitched gently, "I don't owe you anything, why did you provoke me..."

He felt like he was suffering himself, his heart was like a knife. He obviously wanted to cherish her so much, but there were ten thousand voices in his heart urging him to hug her, but he was wisely guarding the door so that his surging feelings would not overflow his chest.

He finally hid his heartache deep in his cold eyes: "Since you know everything, I have nothing to say."

Youmeng was stunned and lowered her head with amusement and tears: "I didn't expect you to admit it so simply, without any excuse?"

He looked indifferent: "What's there to defend? Will you believe my defense now?"

He was right. Any defense is pale and powerless now, but what happened to me? Why are you so stupid that you hope that he can deceive yourself again at this time and tell her that those are fake. He did not collude with the prime minister, and he killed and set fire, at least he never became an enemy of her...

But this cold-blooded man was so ruthless that he refused to say a clumsy lie. Why did he treat her like this? I felt so sad. What's the difficulty of telling a lie? But he insisted on doing so indifferently, as if losing her was an insignificant thing, and he didn't care at all.

Thinking of him saying, "Everything I tell you is the truth."

She couldn't help but smile bitterly, and tears rushed into her eyes, lying on the verge of breaking.

What a person only tells the truth. Even at this time, he only tells the truth, and Youmeng smiled so hard that she was weak.

It turns out that I was so light that I had no weight in his heart, but I still wanted to do my love in vain. Who would I show it to? Haha...

Self-esteem is really broken into dust.

"Okay, you're honest, I'm satisfied." She forced herself to hold back her tears, and said softly, "Give up..."

He seemed indifferent and turned away silently.

This was different from what he expected. He thought she would be hysterical and cry loudly when she knew her identity, but she never thought that the breakup was so calm, and it was not like her.

They don’t know that they are like that. The more they are incompatible with each other’s surface, the more sad they are.

Maybe, she is more sad than her heart is dead.

Youmeng looked up with her eyes hanging, trying to hold back her tears, and tried her best to calm down her emotions: "This is your residence, I have no reason to dominate your bed and your silk quilt. You should sleep here. Please find a car and take me back."

He said as he walked, "Don't be impatient, leave this room for you, I'll go somewhere else."

"The fireworks you gave me..." Youmeng's heart floated, her eyes were fascinated, "very beautiful."

Although it was light, he heard it, his heart trembled violently, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at her.

Youmeng did not look up to meet his gaze, and said in disgrace: "Thank you."

At this moment, his reason was dispersed and collapsed. He strode to the edge of the bed with deep affection. When she was stunned and had no time to react, he leaned over and hugged her neck with one hand and pressed her down, capturing her slightly cold lips.

“Um…”

As soon as Youmeng made a sound, the heat from her lips came, spreading rapidly from her lips and tongue like a flame.

He just like this, no matter how she reacted, even if the sky collapsed and the earth was broken, he would kiss her deeply in love with her...
Chapter completed!