Back at the hotel, the gang brothers found a doctor to treat Feng Jingchen. But when I was about to return to the hotel, I couldn't bear it anymore. While everyone was paying attention to Feng Jingchen, I ran away.
I went to a deserted place to relieve my drug addiction.
When I returned to the room after enjoying myself, the doctor had left and Feng Jingchen was lying on the bed.
"Rui." He called me softly, and I sat next to him, while he hugged me gently: "Kiss me."
His words were slightly commanding and jealous. In fact, he didn't seem to care about the few months I had been with the God of Death. To suddenly make such a request to me was nothing more than jealousy. Of course, I was willing to obey his orders, because I
I like him, I love him, so I am willing to kiss him.
I kissed him without hesitation, and he kissed me back.
But suddenly he stopped kissing me and sniffed my body curiously: "Why does it smell like smoke?"
His question made me tremble slightly in my heart. As a non-smoker, he could smell the slight smell of cigarette smoke on my body: "Oh, someone happened to be smoking when I went out. Maybe I caught it at that time.
"I tried to keep talking to him naturally. I really wanted to say sorry to him. I couldn't tell him the truth. He looked at me doubtfully, but in the end he chose to believe me.
I also breathed a sigh of relief.
Because of his injury, we stayed in London for about three days. We spent these three days in a hotel room. Although we didn't do any deviant behavior, Feng Jingchen and I were sweet for three whole days! In fact, I
I really want us to have sex. I want to tell him that I am still innocent. In the past three days, he has not questioned me about the matter between me and the God of Death. I just saw guilt in his eyes. I was taken away by the God of Death with him.
It has nothing to do with it at all. The fact that I was beaten by the God of Death has nothing to do with him. In fact, it’s me who should be guilty. If I had stronger self-control, I might be able to overcome the poison. It’s too late now...
I know, I... can't quit anymore.
Hundreds of people from the Dragon King Society took the plane back to Hong Kong in batches, but Bai Yiqing, Lu Qingya, and Qin Lang stayed in London, England forever...
Feng Jingchen's men didn't understand why Feng Jingchen had given up now that he had three-quarters of London? Why not defeat the God of Death in one go? Oh, I know why, because he reached a truce agreement with the God of Death.
Feng Jingchen did not tell Yun Shengrui about his affairs because he was afraid that Yun Shengrui would take into account the relationship between the God of Death and him in the future and would not be able to kill him.
I have come to the familiar Hong Kong, my friends, I, Su Rui, am back.
As soon as I got off the plane, I saw Minaiko coming to pick up Yun Shengrui with a big belly. Yun Shengrui had such a happy smile on his face, which made me happy. When I saw Zhang Fang and Mei, they were also here. They were so excited.
Looking at me, we are hugging each other like old friends who have not been separated for many years.
At the same time, the relationship between Zhang Fang and An Mingxun is getting better and better, and the relationship between Wang Yu and Li Mei is still so good. Nothing has changed. Everything from when I disappeared to now is in the past.
But three people have completely said goodbye to us, and my previous self-centered attitude has also disappeared...