She didn't want to cry like a fool in front of him.

He came closer and pressed her forehead against hers, "Huh? Do you want to go to the beach with him?"

Zhuo Jian's breathing was a little rough, but he didn't speak any more.

He asked her again in a hoarse voice: "Would you like to smoke or drink with him?"

Zhuo Jian felt that the hottest thing on her body was tears.

When the tears rolled down the corners of my eyes, they were hot.

She was propped up in the bathtub, and he was on top of her, kneeling on the side of her legs to protect the back of her head, pressing against her forehead, intertwined with her breath, and Zhuo Jian felt suffocated.

He didn't know if she knew it, and he didn't even care if she went to tell the lawyers that he was entangled with other women. He just wanted her to return to the good girl who was gentle, gentle, restrained and sober.

But he didn't know that she couldn't go back.

Then, finally, she cried, her chest trembling, and he held the back of her head while she cried.

Both of them were soaked. He knelt in front of her, held her face in his hands, looked at her trembling lips, and finally wiped away the tears or bath water on her face, then moved closer and sealed it again.

Her lips sealed her trembling chin.

"You are not allowed to be shy around others, do you know that?"

He asked her in a low voice and kissed her again.

Zhuo Jian couldn't say anything.

She was already going crazy inside.

Once he wants to control her, will she even have to follow his breathing rhythm?

She didn't know that he was nervous that she would get emotional when another man was teasing her, especially that man who was so good at it.

That person is not the elegant gentleman like Li Yuqing, nor is he the tolerant and decent person like Sheng Xin, nor is he the childish and simple yearning for her like Liu Yuntian. That person is about the same age as her, and he knows her so well, and he can make her laugh.

, let her say she likes it.

They spent three days and three nights together, they talked and laughed, they...

She didn't know that the moment she said she liked Zhuang Mingli, whether it was true or not, he almost collapsed.

If he hadn't remembered that he was a mature man, he would have been defeated or even collapsed.

In fact, sometimes, he hates growing up.

He can no longer wantonly let her be the only one in his heart, otherwise he will lose her.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

He felt her breathing tremble, and he finally stopped kissing her. He just gently held her and put her down, and then reminded her with a gentle and restrained voice.

Zhuo Jian just lay in the bathtub. After getting closer to him, she gradually became able to breathe again, but still did not dare to move.

He no longer knelt in front of her, but stood up and got out of the bathtub.

He was covered with water, but he walked far away.

He went to get some mouthwash for her, "Come out after washing, and I'll get you something to eat."

Zhuo Jian stretched out her hand with difficulty to catch the mouthwash he gave her and held it in her arms, then remained motionless.

Fu Yanye saw how wronged she was, with her chin twitching, and couldn't help but regret that he had been too rude just now.

He walked out anyway.

He thought that she probably didn't want to see him now.
Chapter completed!