The car was crowded and the Lincoln was driving very slowly. Cheng Liuli turned her head and stared at the people coming and going outside the car window.
Suddenly, she felt unparalleled envy and even jealousy towards these people.
Their lives may not be satisfactory. They may not have a lot of money or a lot of leisure time. They may be able to go shopping on weekends. This may be the best part of a week of intense study and life.
A good refreshment and relaxation.
However, they (she) are completely free!
Maybe it's not as good as her fine clothes and fine food, not as good as her luxurious house and expensive car, but her whole-body relaxation, her heartfelt laughter, her leisurely demeanor, and even her lonely mood
Expressions are so luxurious and unattainable to her!
She is just a canary in a cage and cannot have real emotions.
The master is in high spirits, so she cannot frown;
She cannot laugh when her master is in a bad mood;
The master asked her to shut up, so she could not speak another word.
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Otherwise, she knows better than anyone what the consequences will be.
She has the handle in his hands, and even if there weren't those so-called pornographic videos at the moment, she wouldn't leave easily if he were to chase her away with a broom!
In this world, the only person who can save her mother so far is this handsome and evil man sitting next to her.
He was so confusing to her. He could be hot and cold. One second he could be as gentle as water, and the next second the water might condense into ice in an instant. Ice could not only sting people all over their bodies, but also, if necessary,
kill.
Just like at this moment, he could hold her in his hands like a priceless treasure, but at the next moment, he might turn his back on her coldly and mercilessly.
But the fate of her and her mother has been firmly tied to this man.
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Her chin was clamped, and then she was passively pinched and turned her head, staring at the man beside her who was as handsome as a devil——
Against the sunlight outside the blue screen of the car window, his eyes seemed to have condensed into an unfathomable ghostly color, with no emotion visible.
It seems ruthless, cold and hard as iron, and yet it seems to be filled with countless soft mist.
It's like a bottomless abyss that can swallow every inch of hesitation, and everything in the world is hard to shake. It's also like a galloping horse with thousands of thoughts like floating clouds, floating and changing to the extreme.
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After all, it is so complex and profound that no one can understand it.
"What are you thinking about, huh?" Her thin lips opened and closed, revealing a pair of unfathomable eyes, with hawk-like eyes roaming around her face.
Her confused and hazy eyes finally focused, and she turned her head to try to get rid of his grasp, "I didn't think about anything."
He added a little more strength and straightened her jaw again, "Then why are you sighing?"
Sighing? She didn't realize that she was sighing.
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Well, even if there was, it was unconscious and not something she did intentionally.
Her dark eyes raised, and her long eyelashes like black velvet fluttered tremblingly. She wanted to resist him, but she was too weak and tired to have any strength.
I just want to get rid of him quickly, just to clear my ears, "...Okay...Then I...apologise..."
"Why are you apologizing?" He refused to let her go, a flash of anger flashed across his eyes, and with a little force, he pinched her cherry blossom-like lips slightly open.