She was like a person whose thoughts were clearly seen, and she disappeared in front of He Mingjue in an instant.
Her heart felt like it was being tightly covered by a big hand, making her unable to breathe. Her breathing was always too suppressed.
"I just"
Halfway through, I finally couldn’t deceive myself anymore.
He Mingjue seemed to sense Wen Xihe's emotional turmoil at this moment. As soon as he loosened his hand, Wen Xihe's body slid down the smooth and cold wall so defensively.[
There was a piece of ice on her back, but she didn't feel cold. When she landed, the brief pain made her breath suffocate.
Wen Xihe seemed to be suddenly tired and stopped moving.
She just clung to the cold wall, maintaining the same posture, looking straight at a certain place on the ground. After a long while, she finally spoke.
"I'm not avoiding it!" she said, her tone filled with fatigue that He Mingjue had never noticed before: "I just don't know what to do!"
She just didn't know what to do if she and He Mingjue continued to be entangled like this.
She just didn't know where those so-called new, perhaps bright futures were.
He Mingjue lowered his head and looked condescendingly at Wen Xihe who was slumped on the floor. He Mingjue was very quiet at that moment, just standing there, like a beautiful black god's mansion.
He was so clear and understanding of this woman's every move.
She is sad.
After a while, He Mingjue bent down and slowly squatted down in front of Wen Xihe. He stretched out his hand, and his palms felt cold, so he couldn't help but rub it back and forth, trying to make her warmer.
He raised her chin, forced her to look into his eyes, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Xixi, from the moment you returned to my sight, you should have understood your ultimate fate in this life, right?" He looked at her, with an aggressive and inevitable light flashing in his black eyes. .
"Now that you know your final destination and our ending, what do you do now? What's the point!"
If he is the former He Mingjue, he is.
Because from the beginning to now, and even into the future, his heart has always been firm for a woman named Wen Xihe.
If you say he is not, that would be correct.
It was precisely because of his obsession with a woman that he became unlike himself. Now, even if Wen Xihe resists, escapes, feels uneasy, or even tries to stay away from him at all costs, he will not let go.
Even if she cries, he won't.
Wen Xihe's eyes were a little red from being forced. Looking at the man's face, her heart hurt, but she always hoped that he wouldn't press so hard.[
"Ajue, please don't do this again, please leave, please leave!"
So many twists and turns, so many truths.
Now, coupled with this man's soft and hard emotional offensive, Wen Xihe felt that she was being pressed harder and harder, and she had to find a way to breathe.
"I do not like this!"
He stared into her red eyes, strengthened his hands, and leaned down.
"But I want to!"
She is all the motivation for him to give everything in his life. If he lets go, He Mingjue doesn't know what else he can do.
So! No matter what, I will never let go.
He wants to see her the first time he opens his eyes every day.
He wanted her to be in his sight whenever he raised his eyes or lowered his eyes.
He wants to accompany her through all the ups and downs in life.
He wants her to be involved in every important event.
They want to live together, crazy.
Then, grow old together.
Die and go to heaven together.
Or, go to hell together.
"Xixi, we are destined to be entangled!"
lifetime.
As he spoke, he held her body with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other, pressing her hard towards him, robbing her of all the kisses and covering her with them.
"Well"
He was so aggressive that Wen Xihe couldn't breathe.
A love destined to be entangled for life.[
At that time, steady footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door. Not long after, the footsteps stopped outside the door. The person seemed to pause, and then opened the door from the outside.
"President He!"
At the outer door, Sheng Xingyan stood with a smile on his face, breaking all the entangled and erratic atmosphere that had been leaked between the two people a moment ago.
At the end of a busy day, Wen Xihe dragged his tired body back home. Far away, a sound and scene that was very similar or even overlapping with something in his memory made Wen Xihe no longer want to be angry or even angry.
It is the strength to express anger.
While the door was still open, he heard a woman's excited voice from far away. Wen Xihe knew what was going on inside even without looking.
When she opened the door, it was exactly what she expected.
Ming Nian, that nymphomaniac woman, sat next to He Mingjue with a look of shamelessness, serving tea and water, and wiping her saliva on the ground at the man from time to time.
What the two of them were watching was clearly the latest financial news, but Ming Nian, who was too infatuated, always found laughter in the too mechanical news that he said didn't exist at all. One person laughed loudly, and after finishing laughing, he looked at
He Mingjue on the side smiled.
The man was unmoved.
It must have been He Mingjue's cold aura after all. Even though his attitude towards Ming Nian was a bit polite because of Wen Xihe's relationship, Ming Nian never dared to make too many mistakes in front of this man.
Just like this time.
Ming Nian forced a safe distance between the two of them.
But this does not affect Ming Nian's excessive obsession with good-looking men.
Wen Xihe felt a sudden pain in his temple.
Look at He Mingjue again.
The man was lazily leaning on the sofa. I don't know if he did it intentionally or completely. He was wearing Wen Xihe's favorite cartoon pajamas. The pajamas were obviously too big for Wen Xihe.
, but it is always too short when worn on He Mingjue's body.
But looking into the eyes of the nymphomaniac Ming Nian, the short pajamas revealed the man's overly perfect body curves.
The man's feet were even more excessively worn with Wen Xihe's favorite cartoon slippers.
He Mingjue was wearing such a strange outfit, and for some reason, Wen Xihe felt a bit sexy.
Surprised by his perverted thinking, Wen Xihe shook his head vigorously.
"My dear, you're back!" Ming Niannian also replied and hurriedly greeted Wen Xihe.
Wen Xihe responded softly, changed her shoes and walked to the two of them. She lowered her head and glanced at Ming Nian with a very hateful look.
Finally, his eyes fell on He Mingjue.
The man raised his head and saw her staring at him, but he didn't mind at all. He spread out his body and let her look at her openly.
Finally, he called her name again in the same tone that he used to dote on her to the extreme.