"What's wrong with me? Compared to someone else, I don't think I'm doing anything wrong?"
Yes, this is nothing to him. It was obviously this woman who betrayed their feelings first, so why should he say that he is going too far!
Is this too much? He probably doesn't know that he still has a lot of punishment waiting for her to accept. Compared with the verbal hurt now, will she be even more unable to accept it in the future?
Does she like his brother Zhuang Tianyao? Then, let her have a taste of what it feels like to see the man she likes with another woman. Will it hurt? It hurts more than him? He is really looking forward to it
Woolen cloth.
"You all should go out, I want to rest, tonight is just a misunderstanding."
She didn't want to explain too much or say anything more. Now, Lin Jiyue just felt very tired, really tired. She knew clearly that he did it on purpose, but she still felt sad because of his words.
"Let me tell you, your figure is really not impressive at all."
After saying that, Zhuang Licheng left the bedroom.
Lin Jiyue's originally pale face turned red instantly, and everyone in the room couldn't help but look at her. She nervously pulled up the bath towel.
"Ahem, everyone, please go back!"
Zhuang Weihan gave the order, and immediately everyone in the room left.
Lin Jiyue lowered her head and looked at the red mark on her ankle. She smiled bitterly and pinched it a few times with her hands. It still hurt a little, but it was much better than the previous pain.
As I slept until midnight, I felt drowsy as I smelled a familiar orange scent floating in my nose, which seemed not to be there at all.
My feet seemed to be lifted gently, and then I felt a cool feeling around my ankles.
I seemed to hear slight sighs, and then, the pleasant orange fragrance became stronger and stronger, and I felt a cold feeling on my lips, accompanied by a faint orange fragrance.
I was so exhausted that I couldn't even open my eyes. When I woke up, it was already broad daylight.
Outside the house, the dazzling sunshine was blazing and white.
Only the quiet green outside the window is still so refreshing.
Lin Jiyue subconsciously raised her feet and looked at them. The bruise had faded.
He pursed his lips and suddenly remembered that last night was a dream but not a dream.
Could it be that it wasn't a dream, then, was it him? Did he come to his room, give himself medicine, and... secretly kiss himself?
A sweet smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and when he looked out the window, he felt that the sun was getting brighter.
Cheng, does he still care about himself? If this is really the case, then will his amnesia be false? If he really has amnesia and no longer remembers himself, will he still care about himself so much?
Zhuang Licheng... If it can only be my brother... the only person I love can only be you.
Lin Jiyue went downstairs, and Zhuang Licheng was holding a newspaper in one hand and milk in the other.
"Miss, are you up?"
Cancan stood at the top of the stairs and saw Lin Jiyue getting up, so she quickly went to the kitchen and brought out a breakfast.
Zhuang Lizheng was sitting opposite. She felt a little nervous and uneasy, so she sat down and glanced at him secretly.
Very good, nothing unusual. He didn't look at himself, his eyes fell on the newspaper, seeming to be lost in thought.
Lin Jiyue took a sip of milk with confidence and was about to start eating bread when she heard Zhuang Licheng's cold voice.