He Lianqing stared at Qian Xiaojiu in pain, and did not continue to explain, but continued to pour water on her wound.
Qian Xiaojiu also shook her head bitterly. Now that they have come to this point, what else can they explain?
Things between them are no longer what they were before. Ever since that night four years ago, they have been at odds with each other...
The pain in each other's hearts can no longer be healed.
The only thing that puzzled her was, wasn't he the designer? Why was he still so persistent and refused to let go, designing her return, the glass flower house, the tenderness at the moment she was burned... She knew that this was not a pretense. .
But, why? Could it be that he... No, she refused to believe it.
Because he also said that he hates her.
"Ha... I don't know what your last condition is for, but Mr. Helian," she became distant again, looked at him with faint eyes, and said curiously, "Don't you hate me? Just like I hate you. So, why let two people who hate each other be tied together? This will make each other miserable..."
"Really? I don't think so. Maybe it's easier to get along with each other if we hate each other than if we love each other. Either we will kill each other and get injured, or we will be entangled with each other until death. Do you think so?" His big hand gently touched the wound. He moved up to her white thighs. When he tried to move up again, Qian Xiaojiu had already grabbed his big hand and growled in shame and anger to stop him: "He Lian Qing!"
"Huh?" He responded casually, paying attention to the expression on her face. When he saw the unconcealed shame and anger on her face, a flash of pride flashed in his eyes, but there was a touch of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth. "You can refuse, but the first three items...are void."
"Don't go too far!" Qian Xiaojiu pushed his big hand away and moved her legs away from the faucet. She thought that there was no need to continue to shower. The pain was inevitable, but there should be no more blisters. .
Helian Qing's faint gaze stopped at the pink patch above Qian Xiaojiu's knees, below her knees, and even on her knees, with a hint of evil in her eyes.
"Really? Is this considered too much?" He asked without any emotion. He looked up at her and narrowed his eyes. "This is considered too much. Then... what about this?"
He pinched her chin, and the movement was so fast that she didn't react at all. Just when she was hurt by his strength, his mouth had already fallen...
The first thing that struck her as she breathed was the faint mixed smell of tobacco and perfume on his body. There was also the smell of strong tea in his mouth...but his warm and moist lips had completely covered hers in a domineering and rough manner. On the lips...
He...he kissed her!
She opened her eyes wide in horror, how could he...how could he...
He looked at her too, his eyes still staring at each other closely even as their lips touched each other.
She was horrified, and there was a touch of desire in his cold eyes.
She wanted to push him away, but he pinched her waist tightly, leaving her with nowhere to escape. All her abilities seemed to be reduced to zero when he came to him, and there was always no use for her...
He attacked and occupied inch by inch, not giving her any chance to breathe or escape. Everything in her mouth became his taste, everything was his domineering breath... And the faint look in his eyes Desire and desire are finally getting stronger and stronger...