Xingan grinned, let go of him, picked up her cell phone and called home, asking someone to pick her up on the private road. She didn't have the courage to let Lei Haotian drop her off at her door yet.
Then she played with his palm, and he patted her forehead to signal her not to make trouble. He answered the phone in Russian, and his face looked very ugly as he spoke.
She even blushed and had a thick neck, as if she was quarreling with the person on the other end of the phone. It was the first time she saw him so angry, and her whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of ice. She had seen him be a gentleman, arrogant,
Evil, wise, cynical...all kinds of faces, but I have never seen him so angry. At the end of the sentence, I almost wanted to smash my phone.
Xingan squeezed his arm tightly, seeming to calm his anger.[
Lei Haotian casually took her in his arms and pressed her so tightly that his heart almost lost his breath, and he was still on the phone.
The driver parked the car at the cordon of her private road, and the car that picked her up quietly parked on the side of the road.
She didn't get out of the car, but leaned against him, waiting quietly for him to answer the phone. She didn't know who was on the other end of the phone, but it could make him so well-educated.
But she couldn't understand it, and she felt that if she really considered Lei Haotian seriously, she should learn Russian in her free time, otherwise the language barrier would be enough for her.
Exactly half an hour later, he hung up the phone, the anger in his brows showing no sign of dissipating.
Xinggan asked him cautiously: "What's wrong? Who has such great ability to make you so angry?"
Lei Haotian pursed his lips and said nothing. His eyes fell on a car parked nearby. He gave her a farewell kiss: "My dear, I'm sorry. I have to go back to Moscow right away. I can't accompany you tomorrow. I'm sorry."
His amber eyes were full of apology and helpless doting. He was helpless because he had so many things going on around him this year, and he didn't even have time to spend a good day with his lover.
More anger comes from Grandpa, but he doesn't want to mention it!
Lei Haotian kissed her like this, with their lips touching each other, like a drowning person, desperately craving for the oxygen in her mouth, plundering her inch by inch. His goodbye kiss had never been so fierce and crazy, and his heart and mind thought for a moment that this was
It was the last kiss between them, as if there was no future.
Such a premonition gradually made her mood worse, and she greedily gave him the warmest response. She didn't know what kind of thing he had encountered, and his lips were filled with such despair that was almost parting, making her
She felt so uneasy.
After a long time, he let her go. At that time, her lips were unusually red and swollen.
"Go back." He got out of the car and opened the door for her. He suppressed the anger in his heart and sent her to another car. Before she got into the car, he pressed her against the car and kissed her passionately.
"Hao, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." He said perfunctorily, he just wanted to kiss her, but it seemed like he couldn't get enough.
When his sweetheart got in the car, he closed the door for her personally and watched her car disappear into the night. Then he took out the phone with great difficulty and typed: "Let's break up."
Three words, it took all his strength, his bones creaked as he pressed them, and it took him ten minutes to send the text message.
When my sweetheart returned home, she sneaked into the bedroom when a text message dinged and she opened the text message.