When I got home, the house was dark. Xia Tong put his hand on the switch while changing his shoes. The moment the lights came on, a voice came out: "You're back?"
She was startled, her body trembled and she stood upright. When she saw it was Gu Haoran, she patted her chest in fear: "Why don't you turn on the light at home? You scared me to death!"
He didn't say anything, walked straight to her, took her bag, and asked casually: "Where did you go today?"
"I didn't go anywhere." Xia Tong changed into his slippers and said, "I went to the magazine and was scolded by the boss for dragging the manuscript, and then I went to KFC to eat ice cream in a depressed mood."
Even though he knew she was lying, he still said instinctively: "Eat less ice, it's not good for your stomach."
"Yeah, yeah!" Seeing his gloomy look, Xia Tong approached him and said flatteringly, "I'm hungry, what delicious food did you make today?"
He sat back on the sofa: "I came back late and didn't have time to make dinner."
"Ah..." Xia Tong held her belly, feeling depressed. But she was about to starve to death!
Normally, when he heard her say she was hungry, he would go out all night to buy him snacks or supper, even in the middle of the night. But today, he remained motionless, as if he was in an extremely bad mood.
What happened?
Is there something wrong with the company? Or did she make him angry?
"Gu Haoran..." Xia Tong shook his arm, a little flustered. She didn't like to see him look so cold and indifferent.
Finally, he looked at her and said, "I saw you on the road today."
Xia Tong's face froze: "Ah, really?" He lowered his head guiltily: "When?"
"At the door of a Sichuan restaurant." His tone was still cold and his eyes were calm: "I saw you, Qin Mucheng, and Xia Guaiguai walking out together..."
Following his words, Xia Tong lowered his head lower and lower, feeling a little embarrassed. After a long while: "I'm sorry."
"Why are you saying sorry to me?" He ruffled her hair: "I don't blame you. You also have the right to make friends. I can't interfere."
Xia Tong lowered his head and said, "I know you are angry. I shouldn't have lied to you just now."
He was silent for a moment: "You like that child Guaguai very much?"
Xia Tong raised his head and didn't understand why he suddenly asked this. He hesitated for a moment, but nodded instinctively: "I like her very much. Every time I see her, my mood becomes very good. I really want to pamper her."
She laughed: "Maybe she and I were mother and daughter in the previous life. No, maybe we were sisters."
His expression changed slightly because of her words: Maybe, they were mother and daughter in the previous life.
He has always not believed in blood relations. If there is really a blood connection between relatives, then why did he fall in love with his biological sister when he was so young?
But now after listening to her words, he felt panic. Endless panic that could swallow people alive.
He reached out with his long arms and held her on top of him, fixing her waist with one hand and pinching her slender chin with the other.
Suddenly: "Xia Tong, let's have a child."
There were so many insecurities that he could not think too much. He understood that the woman in front of him was the Achilles heel - her child. He knew that he was despicable, and he thought that as long as she had his child, then there would be no relationship between her and him.
It is impossible to be separated again in this life.
It only took a moment before he kissed her lips.
Xia Tong was confused. No matter how ignorant she was, she could still understand what the hard and burning sensation underneath her body was against her buttocks.
His sudden chaotic breath made her uneasy, and she instinctively wanted to retreat, but he controlled her neck with one hand and pressed it close to her. The thin sucking suddenly heated up and deepened. He wrapped his tongue around her, refusing to let her go.
Any chance she gets to escape will be captured in her mouth.
In the passionate kiss, her skirt had already been pushed above her knees, and his hands happened to be placed on her slender and shapely legs.
He knew everything about her, and he knew that these two days were her dangerous period. That's why he was so out of control.
He wanted her to have a child, a child that only belonged to her and him.
"don't want--."
In panic, Xia Tong could only push against his chest, trying to open the distance between them. She twisted her body helplessly, trying to get rid of the big hand wandering around her inner thigh.
"Take it easy." He coaxed in her ear: "It'll be fine soon."
"No." She was really scared: "Gu Haoran, please let me go. Not tonight..." She can't!
"Why not?" he asked, and at the same time he lifted her skirt up to her waist, grabbed the sensitive spot, and squeezed it. Xia Tong's body twitched, but she still used her last bit of strength and said tremblingly: "No.
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She grabbed his shoulders so deeply that her nails were almost embedded in his flesh. She was almost crying: "Gu Haoran, please let me go tonight, no, no..."
She really cried, and her tears fell on the handsome face that was kissing her neck.
He stopped stiffly, looked at her crying face, and suddenly panicked. Pulling off the clothes he had messed up, he stretched out his hand to wipe her tears: "I'm sorry, I'm not touching you anymore, please don't
Cried……."
Xia Tong still cried, her cry was small and faint at first... but in the end she was almost sobbing loudly.
She didn't know why she was crying, she just felt wronged, so wronged. Why did he treat her like this? Obviously, she believed in him so much.
She knew that he was very good to her, and his meticulous care over the past year really touched her, and she wanted to repay him with the same love. It's just that the feeling of love is really not something you can have if you want it.
She is grateful to him, but does not love him.
A month ago, she might have been willing to give herself back to him as a gift. But now, she found that she couldn't do it.
She tried hard, but still couldn't do it. She didn't understand why, as if there was a voice of resistance in her heart. It kept making noises, reminding her: No, no, no...
Her too sad voice annoyed him. Gu Haoran patted his forehead, thought for a moment, and picked her up. Because of his actions, she nervously stopped crying, but she was still sobbing, which looked so aggrieved.
Hold him.
"Don't worry, I won't touch you." He said, as if making a promise to her, and also reminding himself: "In the future, I will never force you again without your permission."
He walked steadily upstairs, entered the room, carefully placed her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.
In the darkness, he reached out and wanted to touch her face. However, Xia Tong instinctively turned his face away as if he was frightened, and his hand fell empty.
He shrank back in embarrassment: "Promise me, have a good sleep and forget about tonight."