Chapter 89 (2/2)

Stupid, if I were her, I would have brought the rescuers in person. Don't show up!

I knew it was her. I went to her room to look for sang Qi, and then she went to move rescue soldiers.

”Ah Qi, you...” he Xiangu's voice came from behind.

When I finished packing, I pulled open the door, and the people outside almost came in.

My life is more and more passive.

It's clear that I'm here to fight with him. If I'm not held by him, I won't be caught.

I straightened my collar and glared at him.

We parted immediately, as if it were hot.

Look at this posture. It's time to catch the traitor.It's very noisy. There are fairy Ho's, Mrs. Da Sang's and Mr. sang's.

What wakes us up at last is the knock on the door. There are many people outside.

He held me for a long time. The water from his hair dripped into my collar and slid down my collarbone.

But I didn't.

I indulged in his arms and forgot that the most important thing at the moment was to stamp his foot and push him away.

I suddenly found that I was attached to this embrace, especially at this time.

My hand changed from pushing him to holding his waist.

I struggle, but I can't.

Hurt others, hurt yourself.

Knowing that we are no longer possible, there is no need to pester and harm others and ourselves.

I know in my heart that this is wrong.

He suddenly held me in his arms, his chin clubbed in my neck socket, his lips searched in my hair, and finally I felt his hot lips imprinted on my shoulder.

His eyes suddenly changed, tangled with pain.

One of his hands suddenly climbed up my cheek, and his fingers were surprisingly cold.

I look hard, but I know where I hurt myself.

I don't want to listen to him because Sheng Yanyan slanders me again.

He can warm me, and he can stab me bloody.

If anyone in the world can hurt me, it must be him.

Because I will remember every word he said.

I don't know what he wants to say to me. In fact, now I'm particularly afraid of what he says to me.

”Summer solstice.” His voice was a little hoarse, and he ran rough over my heart.

His breath is the smell of Mint Shampoo, very fresh.

I don't want sang Qi to see it, so I will lose miserably.

But I still have to pretend I don't care.

Love makes me indecisive and painful.

But I know I'm in love with him.

I lied just now. I said I never loved sang Qi.

Entering the room, I shook my hand off my shoulder and went straight to the bedroom.

”I thought you would at least say thank you to me.”

”I didn't ask you to help me.” I looked back at him and looked at the book in his hand: ”read it well, it took so much effort to get it.”