Chapter 118 (2/2)

But... This time, what does she want to do?

Thinking of that round of traffic accident, Xia anling suddenly grasped the cover on the sofa. Her face was expressionless, but she felt cold.

If Li Lan does that kind of thing to her again, she doesn't know whether she can bear it this time.

She is not a submissive person!

Pinching the bridge of her nose, Xia anling looks a little tired. Leaning on the sofa, she only feels that the events of these days are mixed together, which makes her headache.

Whether it's Du Yang or Li Lan... It should have never met her in her life. Just because a person, her life trajectory has changed seriously, she has a relationship with these strangers and become complicated and sour.

With her eyes closed, she leans on the sofa. While she is closing her eyes, Xia anling suddenly feels a shadow in front of her eyes. Instead of opening her eyes, she leans forward and skillfully finds the man's chest and buries her head in.

Smelling the familiar breath, Xia anling felt the uneasiness in her chest calmed down slowly. She only felt a thick palm covering her hair. She rubbed her soft long hair a few times.

Full of exclamation, the smoke disappears in a moment. Xia anling struggles to get up and looks at the man in front of her angrily, indignant ”what are you doing? You!”

She messed up her hair!

The culprit didn't mean to feel guilty. He leaned on the sofa with his chin. Zhan Lin looked at her lazily and held out his hand to catch her.

Don't have good spirit of open Zhan Linjin's hand, Xia An Ning hang down Mou son, seem to hear in the heart slowly have a place to open a door, revealed a little true.

Hesitated for a moment, she turned her head, half pretended not to care, and whispered, ”if one day... I mean, if I have a conflict with others, will you believe me?”

When she said that, she couldn't help shortness of breath. Just three years ago, she was in the ward, looking at him with dim tears, and asked him again and again, ”do you believe me?”

But the man didn't answer her.

Today, three years later, she asked this question again, but Zhan Linjin still didn't answer.

Disappointment is flowing slowly in my heart, but Xia anling drops her eyes, conceals the sense of loss in her eyes, and wants to get off the topic.

But just then, I heard a voice behind me, deep and sweet, playing like a cello.

”You are mine.” He whispered, ”if anyone dares to bully you, I'll make him regret it!”

Breathing suddenly a few, clearly know this is not her satisfactory answer, but still can't help but for this sentence and heart.

She bit her lips and didn't speak for a long time. She just looked not far away. Her face was bathed in the light, showing a hazy halo, alienated and cold.

It's like... Disappearing.

The pupil suddenly shrinks. Before Xia An Ling reacts, she feels that her wrist is tight. She screams, and the whole person is hugged in her arms. There is a burning and shortness of breath in her ear. Her heart starts to jump up in panic.

”You, what are you doing...”

She pushed subconsciously, but Zhan Linjin's chest was as hard as a piece of iron, not to mention that she could not push it, even her cheek was squeezed and hurt.

After squeezing for a while, there was no result. She laughed angrily and didn't struggle any more.

The little woman in her arms finally calmed down and lay peacefully in his arms. The sudden anger was barely dissipated.

Every time she was like this, she didn't seem to care about anything. Her eyes were empty and nothing was in her eyes.

No matter what he did to her, she seemed indifferent - he couldn't move her.

He was not reconciled.

Hanging down his eyes, he quietly looked at Xia An Ling's obedient face, his eyes gradually filled with anger that he didn't know where to come from.

Lower the head, wantonly kissing the red lips, blocking the tiny exclamation, until that pair of cold eyes gradually moisten, was swallowed by the lust, somewhere in the heart of the empty awn was blocked.

Xia anling didn't know what was wrong with the man, so she suddenly came to hold her and asked her how powerful she was. After a while, she lost all her strength and let him do whatever she wanted.

Just when she was in a trance, she felt that her ring finger was gently held by someone, and there was a whisper in her ear, like a fragile dream.

”... you are mine.”