She cried miserably, like a helpless child, rubbing her eyes hard with the back of her hands, wiping tears everywhere, and soon turned into a colorful-faced cat.

Feng Xing's smile froze at the corner of his lips.

There was a flame, as if someone had smashed a bucket of ice water over his face, and his whole body was as cold as ice. It was extinguished easily by her few words. His groggy head buzzed, and he completely got rid of the hangover and woke up.

, back to reality.

He stood up slowly and put a little distance away from her, but he was still half-pressed on her, his eyes became more and more sinister, his blue-black eyes flashed a little unusually, and he looked at her up and down, as if

Studying to determine the authenticity of her words.

"He gave me this house, and he personally picked this bed for me. I can't...can't..." In desperation, she was incoherent and didn't notice at all that these statements included

How ambiguous, it makes people think a lot.

It was indeed the senior brother who bought the house and furniture, but later he wanted to give it to her to live in, so Qianxun insisted on paying the original price. The money to buy the house was spent on the savings in her account. Seeing her insistence, the senior brother was unwilling to pay the original price.

There were too many arguments over such trivial matters and I received a check.

But in Qianxun's heart, the house and everything in the house all have special meaning, because the senior brother personally selected it for her. Even if it was done unintentionally, she felt warm, as if everything contained it.

The unique gentleness of her senior brother always accompanied her, driving away the fear of living alone. In such an environment, she only sank in for a short while before she woke up and stopped Feng Xing from continuing to explore.

Feng Xing stared coldly at Qianxun, who was crying and had no sense of beauty at all. His tall body was as tight as a bowstring stretched into a full moon, and it might fall apart at any time.

He didn't understand why he felt so uncomfortable when listening to her talk about her love for another person. Every time she said something, he received an invisible blow to his chest, which was so painful that he couldn't speak.

I had no choice but to maintain my original posture, take deep breaths one by one, and let my uncontrolled limbs recover naturally until I regained consciousness.

What on earth is he doing?

This woman has always been the one he avoided for fear of getting involved with her.

Why did he take the wrong medicine and suddenly want to put her on bed?

You're asking for trouble, you're asking for trouble, you're asking for boredom.

He Fengxing, it was her honor to choose any woman he wanted. No matter the ladies or Xiaojiabiyu, they would rush to her door. They would take off their clothes and spread their legs to wait for him to crush her.

It doesn’t have to be her.

What's more, he has no interest in sleeping with a woman who cries and talks about being in love with another man!

Feng Xing couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust in his heart when he thought that the bed beneath him had been slept on by them, and that Qianxun's beautiful body had been kissed delicately by that man, just like what he had just done to her.

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There's no point in staying any longer.

He should have left long ago.
Chapter completed!