Turning his head, Jing Haohao could clearly see the two figures reflected in the mirror.
They are tightly intertwined, and the bond is so airtight that there is no gap in the middle.
The man in the mirror is extremely handsome, with a crazy emotion floating in his face and eyes. He is breathtakingly beautiful, while the woman is beautiful, fair and delicate.
The man is domineering and the woman is soft, they are a perfect match.
In fact, she didn't know if it was Jing Haohao's misunderstanding, but she actually saw a touch of love and affection between Liangchen's eyebrows as he lowered his head and chewed her shoulder intently.
Such a picture is like a picture of vivid colors and scents that shocks the world. It is so beautiful that it is beyond words.
Anyone who sees it will be fascinated.
Jing Haohao was no exception. She was stunned for a long time, and she suddenly woke up when she felt a strong tremor coming from her body.
She actually, actually fell into this man's arms, and she had such a profound feeling while she was awake.
Jing Haohao's eyes suddenly opened wide, and there was an unspeakable sense of panic in his heart.
This man ruined his happiness and forced her to have no choice but to stay by his side obediently. How could she react to him so shamelessly?
Jing Hao looked at the continuous images in the mirror, and his body gradually began to become stiff, and his whole body uncontrollably wanted to escape from the control of Liangchen.
Liangchen felt something strange about Jing Haohao. After recovering from the extreme sensory experience just now, he raised his head and met Jing Haohao's eyes. His eyes were full of questions: "What's wrong?"
When Jing Haohao heard Liangchen's voice, she woke up in an instant. She put her hand on Liangchen's shoulder and pushed him away with a little force.
However, Shen Liangnian slowly emerged in her mind, and the CD about him and her in Liangchen's hand... it annoyed him. It was not important that she did not live a good life, and it might also affect Shen Liangnian...
Jing Haohao's fingers trembled slightly, and finally he slowly retracted them and closed his eyes.
Liangchen, who was infected by love, didn't notice such a subtle change in Jinghao Hao. Seeing her softened appearance, he pulled her into his arms again.
But Jing Haohao can only be forced to sink into such endless entanglements.
…
I don't know how long it took, but Liangchen let go of Jing Haohao with satisfaction and took her back to the bed. Jing Haohao lay limply in the quilt, with her eyes closed and breathing feebly.
In the past, she might have been so tired that she fell asleep long ago, but today, Jing Haohao couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
She really wanted to know how long it would take for her to have her wings broken off and be trapped beside him, unable to resist even if she wanted to, and unable to escape even if she wanted to escape.
…
The days are still passing slowly as usual, winter is getting deeper and deeper, and the weather in Jiangshan City is getting colder and colder.
Jing Haohao goes to the crew when there is drama. When there is no drama, she stays at home as usual, learning to paint, or learn some crafts from the pastry chef in the villa.
Time was quickly approaching December, and five days before Christmas, Jing Haohao suddenly received a text message from an unfamiliar number.
