"Shi Jing, you can do whatever you want to me, as long as you can help me, Shi Jing, I beg you, help me..."
With a choked voice, she begged behind Shi Jing, and she even knelt down in front of him without dignity.
Shi Jing's heart quietly tightened when facing Qian Qianqian who was so helpless at this moment.
The fists under the cuffs were clenched very tightly, and his cold eyes gradually became darker. He gritted his teeth and treated her coldly. Finally, he took a deep breath and kicked her on the shoulder.
"I have already given you the opportunity, but you don't know how to cherish it."
After saying that, he stopped looking at her, turned around and strode upstairs, leaving Qian Qianqian holding her shoulder that was sore from his kick, looking at him with tearful eyes, biting her lower lip, unable to let go
Make no sound of your own.
All dignity was trampled on at this moment, but she could no longer care about much.
Holding her shoulders and getting up from the ground, she resolutely followed him upstairs.
"Miss Qian, your hands..."
"I'm fine."
She showed a grateful smile to the housekeeper, shook her head, picked up her feet and walked upstairs.
Since she no longer has any dignity, then at least she has to fight for the last chance for herself, right?
She smiled bitterly, and she had already arrived at the door of Shi Jing's room.
Taking a deep breath, she knocked on Shi Jing's door, but there was no response.
She kept knocking on Shi Jing's door with her hands. Finally, the door was opened. Qian Qianqian stood at the door, and her hand that suddenly lost her hand stayed in the air stupidly.
Shi Jing stood in front of her, expressionless, even though when he saw her, there was something special in his eyes that no one else had noticed.
"how?"
He raised his eyebrows and sneered, unexpectedly making way for Qian Qianqian, "If you didn't know how to come over to please me now, it would already be too late."
He turned around and sat down on the sofa, glanced at her with cold eyes, and sneered: "Qian Qianqian, you should know that there are many women in this world who can replace you to warm my bed."
"I know."
She nodded without making any rebuttal. He, Shi Jing, was the god that any woman in the world wanted to have sex with.
Lifting his feet, he stood in front of Shi Jing, stretched out his hand towards his collar, and slowly unbuttoned his buttons. Under Shi Jing's deep gaze, he unbuttoned the buttons one by one with no expression on his face.
"Please, Mr. Shi, give me a chance to warm the bed."
When she opened her mouth, she was like a prostitute without dignity, asking her benefactor to favor her.
There was no expression on her face, she just mechanically slowly took off the clothes on her body, until a big hand stopped her before she could take off all the clothes.
Qian Qianqian raised his eyes in astonishment, and facing her was still Shi Jing's face full of sarcasm and disgust, "I pick whoever I want to serve me. I don't want anyone to offer it to me."
He knelt down, picked up the shirt that Qian Qianqian had thrown down on the ground, put it back on her body, and said, "Put on your clothes and get out."
"Mirror of Time..."
"Mirror, here I come."
Qian Qianqian's words were interrupted by a joyful voice that suddenly sounded at the door.
She turned around and saw Qin Moyu standing by the door. She saw her disheveled appearance in Shi Jing's room. At this moment, new and old hatreds surged into her heart.