Maybe she's not as innocent as he seems on the surface, isn't she?
Here you can kiss a man in the street, and here you can run into his arms while he is drunk. Qian Qianqian, you are really not simple. I have misjudged you!
His thin lips curved into a mocking arc. He reached out and fiercely shook off the hands wrapped around his waist, with a solemn voice:
"Qian Qianqian, get off my bed!"
A low growl accompanied by a sullen look made Qian Qianqian, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reluctantly wake up because of his voice and actions.
Wiping her sleepy eyes, her hazy vision gradually became clearer. What caught her eye was Shi Jing's deep and cold black eyes, which were looking at her with obvious anger.
"Time Mirror?"
Qian Qianqian was stunned. She didn't realize for a moment whose bed she was lying on. When her brain started to work, Shi Jing's hand had ruthlessly pulled her off the bed.
"Who gave you permission to get into my bed?"
He stepped forward and grabbed her chin mercilessly. The increased force made Qian Qianqian frown in pain.
Facing the absolutely utter faces in front of him, Qian Qianqian's heart tightened.
After he sobered up, Master Shi was the normal Master Shi, domineering, autocratic, and arrogant. He was no longer the young master Shi who was as childish as a child last night and was noisy with her.
At this time, Shi Jing's gaze had turned sinister, and his eyes that used to be filled with evil spirits were now filled with mockery and coldness, and looking at Qian Qian Qian Qian hurt her.
She couldn't even tell what was the reason for Shi Jing's anger at this time?
Was he angry that she had soiled his noble bed or that she had soiled his noble body?
With a slight pain in her heart, she looked at Shi Jing with anger and said nothing, but in the next second, Shi Jing's somewhat mocking voice passed in front of her coldly.
He moved closer to her with a sinister gaze and sneered:
"Qian Qianqian, I can't tell you are really capable. Just after kissing another man, you climbed onto my bed with your back legs? Huh?"
The words full of sarcasm and humiliation came to his heart with irrepressible jealousy. He couldn't even care about how hurtful his words were. The jealousy in his heart had already blinded all his reason and made him speak indiscriminately.
Word.
"Not bad, the speed of changing men is so fast that I feel ashamed!"
Another almost humiliating words, which Qian Qianqian heard in his ears and stabbed in his heart.
She looked at Shi Jing's sneering and cruel face expressionlessly without saying a word, without blinking her eyes.
His eyes gradually became moist due to the sourness, but he couldn't get the slightest bit of sympathy from Shi Jing:
"Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me, you know..."
Having said this, he paused deliberately and tightened his grip on Qian Qianqian's chin, but Qian Qianqian felt no pain at all.
"A woman's tears are worthless except to make me sick! So... don't be stupid enough to try to win sympathy with your tears in front of me."
After she finished speaking, the fingertips that were holding her chin fiercely shook off Qian Qianqian and turned her back.
At this moment, it was obvious that he meant what he said.
Yes, women's tears are indeed worthless to him, but...
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Her tears were an exception.
Seeing that her eyes were only red, he felt heartbroken and even panicked slightly.