The man took back her face lightly, and the woman was about to withdraw from the co-pilot position. "Of course you’re not that thirsty." She sneered at me in a row and said contemptuously, "After doing so many things with me last night, I doubt whether you can stand up now."
Ji Zhao’s voice was not so good, and the atmosphere became more and more dead.
Yan Ye City’s eyes were dark for a long time, and the rage was faintly brewed. Just when Ji Zhao’s man was bound to make a fire because of her words, the man put his hand on her face and suddenly turned around and fell on her long hair.
He said in a good temper, "Ji Zhao, I know you are angry with me for preventing you from going to Holland to pursue your dream of playing the piano. No matter what you say, I won’t be angry with you."
Ji Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly. "Really?"
Yan Ye city nodded and didn’t come to talk. The woman’s hard slap has landed on his right cheek.
Yan Ye City’s body was severely shocked, and his deep eyes suddenly lifted and looked at Jizhao with disbelief.
Ji Zhao’s lips are brewed with a faint smile and a cool voice. "You said you weren’t angry with me."
Ji Zhao finished with a hard slap and swept his cheek again. This slap was heavier than the second time, and soon the man’s face was covered with five fingerprints.
Her palms are burning and painful, so you can imagine how painful a man’s face is.
The man’s thin lips are sipping a front line without saying a word, but staring at her eyes is like eating her.
Jizhao unhurried smile just raised his hand and slapped his wrist, which has been tightly grasped by men.
Ji Zhao’s lips slowly picked out a Gherardini radian. "Didn’t you say you weren’t angry with me?" Said suddenly lack of interest sighed "forget it, just two slap can’t stand it"
Her attitude made Yan Yecheng hold back her temper a little bit. "Do you want to hit me so much?" Looking at her face, there is a nerve-racking smile in the man’s eyes. "Do you want to fight so much?"
He said, clutching her wrist and punching her in the face. "Fight until you get over it!"
Ji Zhao sighed and made great efforts to remove his hand from the man’s hand. He was holding his red wrist by the man. Ji Zhao Wen Wen said in a faint tone, "The thugs are hurting."
Yan Yecheng glared at her white face and sneered, "Are you sure you don’t want to fight?"
Jizhao is too lazy to pick him up again, glancing his head aside.
Yan Ye City withdrew her eyes from the location and dumped the location door.
Bypassing the car, he turned back to the driver’s seat and started the car without saying a word.
A splitting headache is getting stronger and stronger. Ji Zhao leans against the car chair and slowly closes his eyes against the window.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep again and woke up again. It was true that the man put his big hand on her forehead and the temperature woke her up.
The man saw her wake up and put it back on her forehead. The big hand frowned and said, "It’s not hot either."
Ji Zhao didn’t want to pick him up and noticed that the car had stopped. She turned to look outside and found that the car had stopped at the men’s residential building. After Ji Zhao’s face suddenly sank, he looked at the man in the driver’s seat and asked, "I didn’t agree to take me home. Why will we be in your building now?"
Yan Yecheng glanced at her calmly and replied, "Isn’t this your home?"
Jizhao’s face was very embarrassed, but even if she was angry again, she hit the car door without saying a word.
Yan Ye City saw that her car was out of fire and pulled out the car keys to follow the car.
Ji Zhao, who had just arrived, bypassed the car body and came to him. His thin palm stretched out and said indifferently, "Give me back my car keys."
Yan Yecheng clasped her waist with a big hand. "What can I do for you?"
"I asked you to give it to me!" She suddenly pulled up the thread, and her breathing became short because of the force.
"I’ll give it to you when I get back to the house," he said, hooking her side belt and walking towards the community
Ji Zhao resisted his approach. She took a deep breath and suddenly looked up. Her mood was slightly excited. "Yan Yecheng, do you think I like what you told me? No matter what you say or do, you don’t consider my thoughts."
She was trembling with anger and asked the man word for word, "You screwed up because of what you thought. I went to the Dutch concert. You don’t want me to come to your house, so you can force me to come to your house with you without consulting me, right?"
Yan Yecheng frowned because of her stubbornness. "Ji Zhao, your heart should be whiter than mine. It’s 12 hours less for you to fly from our place to Holland. It’s today that the plane will arrive late for your concert in Holland. Even if I have the intention to take you back and forth by charter flight, I can’t miss Ji Zhao’s wedding date because of your concert. I think I have done nothing wrong."
"If you don’t want me to go, you can discuss the design with me. I’m fun, right?"
Yan Yecheng’s brow furrowed. "I discussed it with you, but you insisted on going!"
Ji Zhao sneered, raised his forefinger and poked him hard in the man’s heart. "Who promised me that marriage would not hinder my dream of playing the piano?"
Yan Ye city congealed with Ji Zhao’s eyes full of hatred, grabbed her and poked her in his chest, fingers and eyes changed dramatically, comforting and coaxing, "Don’t worry, after marriage, I will return you a Dutch concert with my friends in the Netherlands."
JiZhao a listen to not only good smile out of the "what? Do you want to dive me? "
"Ji Zhao" he called her with a heavy black eyes and looked at her. "We are husband and wife. Do I need to dive such ugly words for you?"
"You help me?" She laughed and repeated her eyes. "If I want to look up to others’ help, maybe I’m already a world-famous grand piano player. And you help me?"
She casually said and then disdained to smile. "But then again, if I had known today, I might as well have married that man a year ago. Although he is not as pleasing to the eye as you, he will know how to cherish me better than you."
Section 127
It is said that the older generation is talking about finding a man who loves you but doesn’t love him, and it is also a hundred times happier to marry someone who loves him but doesn’t love you.
Yan Yecheng’s brow was covered with a deep haze when he heard her words, but his big hand suddenly seized her. The handsome face of the Pakistani man pressed down and the hot breath sprayed on her face. "Who is that man?"
Ji Zhaoxiao "Do you really want to know?"
His voice was calm and he smiled slowly around in a low voice. "I really want to know."
"Since you want to know, I’ll tell you" JiZhao smilingly looked at him outside "it’s Chen Kee’s Grand Duke"
Feel the man grabbing her hand with a jerk. She chuckled and stretched out her hand to move the man’s stiff fingers and lifted her face with a smile. "Why don’t you talk?" Chen Dagong really chased me. The fire was still fierce at this time last year! "
Yan Yecheng’s face changed. "He chased you, and then what?"
"then?" She was stunned and then her lips smiled again. "Then I don’t like him rejecting him."
After listening to her words, the imaginary man suddenly hooked her thin waist and clasped her arms to hold her against the danger of the car body and narrowed his eyes. "I asked you where he touched you when he chased you?"
Ji Zhaowen’s smile suddenly increased his hand and hooked the man’s neck. "Let me think about it …" Her dress was really thinking "kissed, touched and done …"
She said it couldn’t be more so-called. At last, she looked up and smiled. "We have done everything we should and shouldn’t. What do you want? Do you still have the courage to fight with Chen Jier? "
For several seconds, Ji Zhao felt that the man was holding her waist harder and harder.
It hurts her lips very much, but her smile is brighter than before. "Yan Yecheng, will you be rude to me and bully me?"
The man seems to have not heard her words, and there is an undercurrent at the bottom of his eyes that makes people look unreal. He hangs his eyes and looks at her being illuminated by street lamps. His face and voice are extremely tight. "Ji Zhao, I’m not joking with you. Tell me the truth. Where did Sun his mother touch you?"
"He has always been very polite to me and never touched me." Ji Zhao said seriously and laughed softly in a low voice. "Later, his father saw me and asked his son to invite me back to his house for dinner several times. The last time his father didn’t hold back, I was almost raped by that old man. Fortunately, his son saved me. He also had a cold war with his father for a long time because of this."
Now talking about the past, she looks as if she doesn’t care. After listening to the Adam’s apple rolling for half a ring, she asked dumbly, "What happened next?"
"Later?" Ji Zhao repeated his expression with a dull look. "Later, I felt that we were not suitable. I refused him. Maybe because of his father, he didn’t importune me again."