Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"What did you say?" He was stunned, as if he didn't believe what he heard.

The corners of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched slightly: "I've had enough of your young master's temper, Jiang Cheng. If you have time to track my whereabouts 24 hours a day, you might as well use your brain to think about why I am too lazy to pay attention to you."

Jiang Cheng looked at her back and pulled her back again, his eyes red. He picked her up and pressed her against the guardrail of the highway. He kissed her lips crazily, pinched her shoulders, plundered her and invaded her.

He doesn't believe it!

He didn't believe that in such a short period of time, she no longer liked him. Obviously they went through so many obstacles and ups and downs just to be together! He has given up everything, why should she leave just like that?

He could even kill her with just a push, and then she would never be able to leave again, never again...

There was a constant flow of cars nearby, including people under the highway. Everyone who saw this scene thought this man was crazy!

In fact, Jiang Cheng himself felt that he was going crazy. He looked at her indifferent eyes in despair, felt his kiss indifferently, watched him collapse and went crazy indifferently.

Jiang Cheng even reached out his hand. His arms were trembling and he was struggling fiercely in his heart. In the end, he hugged her tighter, humble and desperate.

Silently, he left her lips.

This proud man showed his vulnerable side for the first time.

"Why did I become like this, why don't you reflect on it?

Why do I care so much about where you are? It's not because I love you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't care about that person at all. Who cares whether she's dead or alive? ! "

His voice was choked with sobs and became louder as he went on to speak. He even roared, almost hoarse.

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up and she looked at her coldly: "So, I can't afford your love. I don't want to say it a second time if we break up. I would like to add that I hate the kind of men who are still entangled with each other after breaking up. It will make them People get bored and the price drops."

After she finished speaking, she pushed him away again and snatched the car keys from him. He froze in place, his eyes red.

Watching her drive away in the car.

It seems like he is the only one left in the world...

Young Master Han returned to the room and locked the door. He was curled up in the corner of the bed, his eyelashes lowered, as motionless as a delicate doll, his eyes dark and lifeless.

Scenes of scenes of him and her came to mind. First acquaintance, slapstick, ambiguity, and destined parting.

The intense pain that was once buried deep in my heart is now only left with deep weakness and exhaustion. He was like a small boat sinking in the sea. The dark sea was filled with rough waves, and he had nowhere to hide.

He smiled, but was completely injured.

She won't belong to him

"So tired."

The boy buried his head on his knees and spoke softly.

Cold to the heart.

"Hey, hey, hey," there was a knock on the door. Father Han was a little puzzled. He was always in a strange mood these days: "Son, are you in there, son?"

There was no response.

Father Han frowned, turned around and walked downstairs.

Not long after he came downstairs. The young man in pajamas moved out of the room step by step with a dull look.

He came to the bathroom, locked the door, turned on the water, and soon there was a sound of water. His long eyelashes were drooped the whole time, and it was difficult to see the emotions in his eyes, but his face was frighteningly white.