The man's heart was beating strongly. He kissed her forehead gently and hugged her tightly: "Well, sleep with me for a while longer!"
Ruoxi smiled softly, as sweet and beautiful as a bell: "It's already six o'clock!"
I'm only allowed one night, and the time has come.
She has no interest in after-sales service, no matter how much money you give her.
He frowned slightly, but had no intention of letting go of this beauty!
She smiled, opened his arms, and seemed to be separated from his body: "I'm going to take a shower, do you want to come with me?"
She has many ways to deal with such people.
Without waiting for his answer, Ruoxi stood up directly, lifted the quilt and exposed her naked body. Before she could take a few steps, the warm chest was already leaning against her.
He hugged her tenderly and whispered: "Ziteng, are you willing to follow me? I will buy you a house in this city!"
It was obvious that he wanted to support her.
Ye Ruoxi is not surprised. There are many people who say they want to take care of themselves. He is not the first, nor the last.
She shook her head lightly and said, "Don't make fun of me, I'm going to take a shower!"
She has no interest in becoming anyone's prey. No matter how rich that person is, she will not destroy her own principles. It is enough to waste only herself. She has no interest in sharing it with others.
He fell silent, let go of her, and let his arms hang down.
Ruoxi didn't even look at him. After six o'clock, he was not even a guest.
Why should anyone take this life just for fun and entertainment?
Ye Ruoxi took a cold shower and put on clothes.
A bitch is ruthless, an actor is ruthless! In this world, who is more ruthless than the other?
She pulled her clothes and smiled charmingly at him: "You are welcome to continue to support me next time!"
The moment she turned around, she heard his deep voice: "Ziteng, remember, my name is Liancheng!"
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Time is not forgiving, and time is cruel. When you turn a corner, you may have arrived in the next world.
It had been five or six months since she came back from home. Ye Ruoxi hugged her arms, trying to bring herself some warmth.
Don’t they all say that Beijing is the heart of the motherland? It is as warm and genial as the sun and is like spring all year round.
But why does she still feel so cold?
She was like a gangster, her hands and feet were frozen.
Scary cold!
She stood alone on the street, wearing a cover-up winter coat, no makeup, not even brushing her teeth, and her hair was covered with snowflakes.
The night gradually fell, like a piece of black cloth, wrapping the world. The snowflakes flying all over the sky seemed silent, but it gave people a fatal cold.
The city is illuminated by thousands of lights, and the city is illuminated by warmth. The feasting light shines from all kinds of shopping malls and supermarkets, making the city prosperous.
But it's still cold.
Just like how cold it was when she came home.
Even if the heating is on, the thermometer keeps rising.
Ruoxi was still shivering from the cold.
Until the end, she didn't know whether it was her body that was cold or her heart that was cold.
The walls at home, white curtains, black bed, white cups, black tableware, white compromise, black pajamas. Like a colorless object, perhaps my life itself has no color.
What else could she do in the home she thought of besides sleeping?
It was strange and frightening to her, making her feel cold all the time.
Compared with her home, she is more familiar with the hotel here.
At least you know which one has a good price, which one has good service, and which one offers condoms!