"Master, let me get the ashtray for you."

The two servants ran away tacitly, fearing that Su Shijie would pursue what happened in the afternoon, and they couldn't afford it.

Su Shijie stood in front of Chanel, looking at her sitting on the sofa, looking at him with her stubborn little chin slightly raised.

He clasped her chin, lowered his head and pressed her lips hard without any explanation.

I wanted to kiss her...so I kissed her.

A lingering and pathos kiss, Su Shijie became more and more emotional the more he kissed, just like before.

Chanel took a long time to breathe, panting slightly, looking at him in confusion...

Su Shijie sat down next to her, took her arm, brought her to sit on his knees, wrapped his hands around her body, and leaned his chin towards her shoulder.

Shanel looked at him puzzledly...

What's wrong with this man?

She was hesitating about what to say about her cooking...

Su Shijie's hot air pressed against her and whispered: "Pretend that you love me."

Chanel's back stiffened slightly, thinking she heard wrong?

Su Shijie held her hand and put it against his cheek, and whispered: "Aren't you a liar? You are good at lying and pretending. Then I will punish you for lying to me for a lifetime... As long as you say you love me, I will believe you."

Chanel's heart was filled with passion, and she felt like crying again.

Su Shijie's big palm was hot, and he pressed closer to the back of her hand: "Even if you don't love me, as long as you pretend to love me, I can ignore the past grudges! Just pretend that nothing has happened!"

The days of going against her were too painful.

It was only one day, but to him it seemed as long as a century.

He couldn't wait a day, let alone torture her like this.

Every time he humiliated her, he was doubly humiliating himself. These days, he tried desperately to pick up his dignity, but it backfired and he lost it even more.

He has long lost face in front of her, and loves her to the point of being humble...

How could she know that when he heard her say she loved him, he was in a daze for two hours and his mind went blank.

And when he learned that she had used erotic props, he was filled with rage, and the pain of betrayal was like the torment that plunged her into hell.

"I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins!" Su Shijie raised his eyes and stared at her - "If you dare to refuse me again, just give it a try!"

Chanel's hands were quietly clenched into fists, and the emotions in her heart were ups and downs.

She was almost falling into Su Shijie's gentle trap...

Fortunately, she controlled herself and did not let the tears of emotion fall.

Her eyes were already wet, she turned away and said calmly: "Since it's fake, what's the point?"

Su Shijie buried his face in her shoulder: "It makes sense."

"Su Shijie, this is just a short dream..."

"Give me this dream."

"Doesn't it matter even if it breaks tomorrow?"

"I don't care what method you use, as long as you love me." Su Shijie held her hand and clasped her fingers tightly, wanting to end this state of mutual torture.

"That's good..." Chanel said softly, "It's just a dream. If you want it so much... I'll give it to you."

"..."

"But Su Shijie, this dream is false." And it will really be short-lived.
Chapter completed!