Chapter Seventieth Going to Xiang Shangtian's Side 11
"I remember saying it before, because you are a man with a story, and because of the melancholy temperament you have, I thought we would be the same kind of people. It's that simple. I want to find the same kind of people." She had already asked this question in her own mind.
I have practiced it in my mind, so I can blurt it out.
"In my opinion, you are a person with more stories than me. Cheng Zisha." Xiang Shangtian frowned and locked Xia Ziyan's face with suspicion.
"Because I have so many stories, I am not a vase. Thank you for taking me in last night. I think I can leave and treat you to dinner another day as a thank you." Xia Ziyan didn't want to have these meaningless conversations with him.
The days ahead are long and she is not in a hurry. She will take every step and give Xiang Shangtian no chance to breathe.
"Are you still a virgin?" Xiang Shangtian suddenly asked.
"Are you that confused about this issue? Let me say one more thing, you are not a virgin, so why ask others to be a virgin? Whether I am a virgin or not, you are not qualified to know."
Xiang Shangtian angrily grabbed her arm, approached her, and looked down at her calm face coldly, "Then why did you swear to me that you were a virgin in the first place?"
"Because I think you will like pure women."
"Why are you denying it now?"
"Because I'm not particularly interested in you right now."
Xiang Shangtian let go of La Xia Ziyan's hand and smiled coldly, "You are really inconsistent."
Xia Ziyan didn't take it seriously, and put her hands on Xiang Shangtian's chest. Her eyes were full of charming teasing, "Women are the most fickle animals. They may like you today, but they may not like you tomorrow. Saying that I like you is actually perfunctory.
"If you say you hate it, you really like it. It's true or false, so I tell you not to guess."
He put his hand on the back of her cold hand and asked unfathomably, "The only condition for staying with me is to provide your body. Can you do it?"
Xia Ziyan didn't pull away her hands and smiled slightly, but her heartbeat was beating fast again.
She finally made it to the first step, but it was not easy. She was bitten by a poisonous snake, beaten by a boxer, and finally resorted to a cruel trick.
Xiang Shangtian looked at Xia Ziyan's shining eyes, took away his hand, and said coldly: "But you should never expect me to fall in love with you, because the person I love is dead."
Xia Ziyan's eyes became dim again. She smiled faintly and took her hand away, "It doesn't matter. The person I once fell deeply in love with is also dead. Let's clear things up."
Xiang Shangtian was stunned, staring at her red lips, and suddenly pressed his fingertips on her lips, caressing them lingeringly, his eyes flashed with pain.