This kind of feeling has made him avoid it for so many years.
Love, such an ironic word that made him feel extremely disgusting.
Love cannot stay together, love must be separated eventually. Does love really have its expiration date?
If this is the case, then, how much is love worth?
Thinking of the parents who died during the divorce, and the reason for the divorce that made him feel ridiculous and shameful, his heart became colder.
He hates anyone mentioning the word "love" in front of him. This word makes him feel nothing but nausea.
His originally deep gaze became cold and terrifying at this moment. His hand reached out to Qian Qianqian's face and stroked it gently. The smile on the corner of his mouth revealed a bit of ghostly evil aura.
His hands roamed around Qian Qianqian's face, and finally rested on her slender chin. There was a hint of sarcasm in the corners of her mouth, as Qian Qianqian looked at her, as if he was mocking her for not overestimating her abilities.
Suddenly, her vision went dark, and her sight was blocked by Shi Jing's head that suddenly lowered her head.
When her lips met a pair of cold soft lips, her heart suddenly trembled, and she was awakened by Shi Jing's sudden kiss.
Just as he was about to push it away, he felt a pain on his lips and a slight smell of blood.
At the same time, Shi Jing's lips had moved away from hers, and those evil eyes were looking at her with a playful look. His slender fingertips traced the blood red on her lips and sneered.
There was a sound, and the playful eyes became extremely sinister at this time:
"Qian Qianqian, wake up and don't be so presumptuous. Do you think I will fall in love with you?"
He also answered her with questions, but such questions were mean and hurtful, more cruel than telling her the answer directly.
He asked her back, letting her give her own answer.
Will he fall in love with her? The answer is obviously no.
Otherwise, how could he mock her so cruelly for not knowing her own abilities?
She had already guessed such a result, but she was still injured by him after all. Even breathing hurt. Every time she took a breath, the skin all over her body seemed to be mobilized and hurt together.
Facing Shi Jing's words, she couldn't utter even a single word. Suddenly, she found that the self-esteem she had always been proud of also disappeared at this time.
She looked at Shi Jing's flawless handsome face with a wry smile, but it was now full of cruelty.
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If she couldn't help crying now, she would really lose even her last bit of ridiculous self-esteem.
At that time, she really had nothing.
Fortunately, she was always sober. Fortunately, she never admitted in front of him that she actually liked him, even more.
Looking back, she chuckled and shrugged, her fingertips casually touched the corner of her lip that was bitten by Shi Jing, and pretended to be relaxed:
"Of course I wouldn't be so presumptuous as to think you would fall in love with me. Besides, I'm already unlucky enough. How could I be unlucky enough to be attracted to you?"
She answered Shi Jing in an extremely relaxed tone, and the cup of tea in her hand was already a little cold.
He lowered his head and took a sip of warm water to cover up his guilty conscience.
Finally, she calmly poured back the tears that were about to come out. She took courage, looked directly into Shi Jing's eyes, and continued:
"Since you don't like me and I don't like you, does it matter to you whether I like Senior Junhang? Why do you have to know what my relationship is with Senior?"