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Chapter 622 The impulse after three months

The air in her lungs seemed to have been completely drained, and his strong breath enveloped all her senses, wrapped in airtight, and she had no way out.

The alcohol smelled very strong on his body, and he couldn't control the force when he grabbed her hands. She just felt that her wrist was about to be crushed.

His other hand slowly went downwards, cleverly clenched her clothes, and the white bathrobe was instantly...

Jian Anan was completely panicked. Although the surroundings were very dark, she could still notice it as soon as possible. This was his breath.

She will never forget the smell and temperature of his body.

"Li Shaoting... let go... let me go..." She couldn't break away, so she could only be cruel and then opened her mouth and bit his thin lips.

However, because she was a little scared, she didn't use much effort. He didn't feel much pain and still didn't stop.

Jian Anan was really panicked now. She really didn't want to have such a relationship with him in this way.

Seeing that he was about to take the next move, her mind was blank for a few seconds. Without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped him hard on the face.

The crisp sound was particularly clear in the quiet room, as if echoing infinitely in her ears. She was stunned. At the same time, he suddenly paused all his movements, and his dark eyes stared straight at the woman below.

The haze in those eyes faded away in an instant and became much more awake.

Her smell was all about her breathing, and her face gradually became clearer. It turned out that... he was not dreaming.

It's really her.

Half of his face was still burning and hurting, reminding him that this was extremely real.

He did drink too much and couldn't drive. Qi Musen suggested resting at home again. He came up without refusing. In a daze, he felt her breath. He always thought it was still his dream. After all, he had dreamed of her countless times in the past few months.

With alcohol, he couldn't control himself.

Now, this slap has completely woken him up.

They... have long been separated.

Completely separated...

Looking at the horror and dodging in her eyes, he suddenly laughed, a little unrecognizable, and more... it seemed like a kind of ridicule.

Then, he reached out without squinting and returned her messy bathrobe to her, put it on, and covered the scenery.

Then he turned over and leaned against the head of the bed, and his shirt on his upper body became a little messy. He pulled out a cigarette and put it on the corner of his beautiful lips.

The hoarse voice came into the eardrums with a light breeze.

"Feel sorry."

Jian Anan was still frightened, her eyes were slightly hot. After so long, she felt so close again that she felt...heartache.

She sat up, grabbed her bathrobe, and without responding to his words, she stood up and ran towards the door. She wanted to open the door and leave, but she twisted the door handle several times but didn't open the door.

Jian Anan was a little panicked and pulled it hard. As a result, she pulled the door handle off directly. The door... was completely broken.

She didn't expect that she would be so unlucky. She tried to open it again, but she couldn't open it at all.

The man's black eyes inside fell on her back, making her feel so hot that she just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

She slapped the door heavily.

"Is anyone? Open the door."

She tried hard to let people outside hear it, but the weather was not good, and the thunder outside also sounded one after another, completely covering her voice. In addition, everyone else had returned to the room, so no one knew that the two of them were locked together.

Jian Anan yelled at the door for a long time, but it was still in vain.

She was a little dejected. She really didn't know why the two of them always faced this situation.

It was not until the man's indifferent voice came from inside that Jian Anan finally gave up and accepted this reality.

"I can't get out before tomorrow..."

She turned around and looked at the man who was still leaning against the bedside, and he bent one of his legs slightly, his shirt was messy and his shiny and strong body. From her perspective, it was particularly attractive.

There is a charming atmosphere from the inside to the outside.

The beautiful face of the clear and handsome face flashed lightly and darkly under the thunder that flashed from time to time outside.

She breathed and clenched her hands tightly. It seemed that she could not leave the room tonight. Everyone had drunk alcohol and must have rested. How could she notice the embarrassing situation on the two of them?

Without saying a word, she glanced at the room and finally walked towards the sofa. She was lying on the sofa without going to Simmons, and she was emitting a defensive attitude.

Of course he saw it all, but he didn't say much, just smoked and looked at her as if nothing had happened.

The tenderness and pampering thing in the past can no longer be noticed. Now he is like a piece of ice, unable to hold it up and cannot get close to it.

After being separated for so long, this time I actually met face to face like this and stayed together for no reason, and I felt particularly painful.

Jian Anan tried hard to weaken her sense of existence. She didn't know how to get along with him, so she didn't say a word throughout the whole process.

I don’t know how long it took, but the man’s dull voice still came.

"You really don't care about me being with other women at all?"

When she heard this, her heart trembled in an instant, and her fingertips were cold.

The scene of his goodness to other women flashed through his mind almost instantly, tingling his nerves.

The suffocating pain that seemed to be suffocating was like a mountain torrent, whistling.

She lowered her eyes, covered her red eyes, and after pursing her lower lips, she pretended to be calm, "That's your freedom, it has nothing to do with me."

God knows how much effort she used when she said this.

From his perspective, her side face was really cold, and the indifference became a weapon to slander him. It turned out that she could do nothing and let him feel darkness and despair.

In a moment, he suddenly sneered, self-deprecating and deep, and he felt depressed and sadder than the heavy rain outside the window.

"That's right, after all, we're separated."

He said it was very calm, as if he was just asking on a whim, and he didn't care so much.

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the sofa. Jian An'an's heart skipped a beat. He watched him get closer and closer with caution, and a nervous feeling immediately surged up.

"You, what are you doing?" Jian Anan was really scared.

However, his face was cold and ignored her defense, "You go to Simmons."
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