V1.Chapter 146 (2/2)

But in front of Wang Fan, but is a face tired appearance, between the tight frown write full of sorrow.

When she came to Wang Fan's side, Tong Jiahui went into his arms like a cat. Her big eyes were bright in the dark. Without blinking, she looked at Wang Fan's not handsome face. There were some cool drops in her hair, which ran along her cheek and fell on Wang Fan's arm.

”What's the matter with you?” Tongjiahui fingers across Wang Fan's face, voice is very gentle asked.

”Nothing!” Wang Fan, who forced out a smile, answered softly.

”Don't you want to talk to me? I have a master's degree in economics and psychology! Maybe I can enlighten you! ” Tong Jiahui said, fearing that Wang Fan would refuse her kindness.

He raised his arm, grabbed Tong Jiahui's jade hand which he wiped lightly on his face, put it on his lips, and after kissing it gently, Wang Fan said in a very light voice: ”I'm not worried, but I'm a little tired these days, and my body is a little tired.”

”Take a shower and I'll give you a massage to help you relax, OK?” Tong Jiahui sat up straight, put her other hand on Wang Fan's shoulder, and asked her four eyes.

Wang Fan never thought he was a gentleman, and he didn't think he was more tolerant than Mr. Liu Xiahui. Therefore, seeing Tong Jiahui's behavior, Wang Fan didn't dare to take any more dangerous actions.

One hand around Tong Jiahui's crisp back, the other hand picked up her long legs, a standard Princess picked up Tong Jiahui, Wang Fan said to her with a smile: ”you go back to the room to sleep, tomorrow morning I'll be fine!”

”I want to be here with you!” Tong Jiahui said with a slightly red face, her heart beating wildly.

I thought Wang Fan would react excitedly, but I didn't expect that he didn't seem to hear what Tong Jiahui said. He took her out of his room and went straight to Tong Jiahui's bedroom.

Put Tong Jiahui on the soft bed. Wang fan kisses her forehead and whispers to her, ”don't worry, I'll be fine.”

”Well!” The sense of loss makes Tong Jiahui a little upset. Although Wang Fan's kiss eases her mood, the taste of being rejected for the first time still makes her hate the man in front of her.

Looking at Wang Fan's back as he turns to leave, Tong Jiahui really wants to stop him and ask him why he refuses? What is she in his eyes?

But until Wang Fan closes the bedroom door and disappears completely from her sight, Tong Jiahui doesn't shout at Wang Fan, and doesn't ask what she thinks.

She has always been sought after as a princess. For the first time, she takes the initiative to make love to a man, but the man ignores her without warning. This makes Tong Jiahui disappointed with Wang Fan and feel sad for herself.

Out of Tong Jiahui's bedroom, Wang Fan didn't go back to his room. Instead, he came to the living room, took out a bottle of iced beer from the refrigerator in the corner, bit off the bottle cap with his teeth, and drank it at the mouth of the bottle.

The cold liquid passed through his hot throat and spread the cool feeling all over his body. The anesthetic feeling of alcohol ran along his nerves and eliminated his sadness and despair.

After drinking a bottle of beer in one breath, Wang Fan showed a smile on his face. He looked at the bottle in his hand and said to himself, ”if I can't get out of this damned hell, I'll be Bodhisattva dizang!”