But Xiang Qingshen still drank his red wine indifferently. The red wine swayed gracefully in the glass, and was extremely beautiful and coquettish.
"Okay, I have something else to do today, Mr. Nan, please take your time and play!" Xiang Qingshen suddenly stood up and walked past Jin Ruixi without even looking at her.
A group of people were busy seeing off the prince, and no one paid attention to Jin Ruixi.
She sat on the ground, hot tears dripping down her face, and her pretense of strength completely collapsed at this moment.
Close your eyes and let the tears flow freely.
"Xiang Qingshen, why are you so cruel?" Jin Ruixi murmured.
I don’t want to think about him, but as soon as I close my eyes, his handsome face will appear in front of my eyes, and it’s difficult to shake it away.
Her heart hurts so much that she can't breathe. She really can't breathe anymore. Maybe she might as well die like this!
At this time, Nan Shao also sat on the ground regardless of the valuable suit he was wearing.
Silence flowed in every corner of the box. Different from the noise just now, it was extremely quiet here now, and the only sound that could be heard was the heartbeats of the two of them.
She knew someone was coming, but she didn't have the strength to open her eyes, and she didn't want to know who saw her in such a mess.
After a few minutes, she felt a warm hand holding her head and resting it on his shoulder.
Such gentle movements made Jin Ruixi reluctant to wake up, and tears slowly flowed out, soaking his white shirt.
He didn't care at all, and his suit jacket was thrown to the ground casually.
In the box, a man sat there quietly, without saying a word of comfort, but it could make people feel warm.
The other one didn't cry loudly, but just shed tears silently, not even willing to let others see her tears. But it made people feel her despair and helplessness.
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"Qing, are you angry?" Yu Nuanxin was wearing a white nightgown, with long hair hanging behind her back, a pure face and a devilish figure. She hugged Xiang Qingshen from behind.
Ever since he came back from the Fireworks Nightclub, he had been standing in front of the window without saying a word. What happened to him? Was he angry? But why was he angry?
Xiang Qingshen was still looking at the night sky where it was raining heavily outside. The night was as dark as ink.
Her weak, boneless hands began to restlessly draw circles on his chest, kissing his strong back ambiguously, and her wet tongue gently slid along his back.
No man can stand such a subtle tease!
"Qing, you are angry!" This was not a question, but an affirmation. She knew that she could feel his low pressure, but she could not know why he was angry.
Her hands slowly slid down and came to his mysterious area. Through her briefs, her soft hands gently rubbed the live dragon that could make her ###.
Sure enough, in the next moment, you can feel its revival.
"Love, I want it!" As long as she says she wants it, he will definitely satisfy her. Their bodies fit so well, they belong to each other, they are each other's missing half of the circle!
The breath begins to become disordered. Will such a night be a night of unbearable passion?
Taking off his bathrobe, his body as muscular as Apollo was exposed in front of his eyes, and his breathing became heavier and heavier...