"It won't bite you. Come down!" Jian Zhipei surprisingly did not push her away.
"No, it will bite me." Ye Wanwan was sure that the big dog regarded her as an enemy.
"You strangled me so hard that I couldn't breathe." Jian Zhipei breathed out.
"Then why don't you let your dog leave?" Ye Wanwan said angrily.
"Grit, go away." Jian Zhipei could only yell at his beloved pet. Grit finally realized that his owner was angry. He whined and turned away.
As soon as Gritte left, Ye Wanwan did not let go until Jian Zhipei pulled her hand away. Ye Wanwan fell unsteadily and fell directly to the ground.
"Ouch!" Ye Wanwan screamed in pain.
Jian Zhipei looked down at her and stretched out his hand towards her to pull her up.
"You don't need to pull me, just go!" Ye Wanwan decided not to pay attention to him.
"You're lost, I'll take you back." Jian Zhipei suddenly felt kindhearted and couldn't bear to leave her here alone.
Ye Wanwan looked at the man in front of her, feeling so strange. There was no longer any love for her in his eyes, as if she was a stranger in his eyes.
This feeling is worse than killing her.
"Do you really not remember me?" Ye Wanwan stood up and asked him.
Jian Zhipei looked at this little face covered with tears. Under the moonlight, it looked like a crying lily, so touching and disturbing.
His breathing was slightly disordered, and he was trying to recall the past. When had he seen this face? Apart from the photos on his phone, what other memories had he missed?
"Forget it, if this is how you break up, fine, I accept it, but I still want to hear it from you, have you never loved me? You just need to answer yes or no." Ye Wanwan gave up.
Well, what could be more disappointing to her than his announcement of his marriage?
Along the way, she had been mentally prepared to accept the fact that no matter how painful it was, it was only her business, and she would slowly use time to heal the wound.
Even if it lasts her whole life, she will not regret giving herself to him, nor will she regret that she loved him.
"Tell me! Yes or no." Ye Wanwan suddenly reached out and pushed him, "Jian Zhipei, are you a man?"
Jian Zhipei took a step back, his tall and slender body seemed to be shaken by her strength.
"I don't want to answer this question." Jian Zhipei shook his head, then turned around and wanted to leave.
"Don't go." Suddenly Ye Wanwan rushed over, hugged his waist irrationally, and begged him, "Don't go, okay?"
Jian Zhipei was stunned and looked down at the small hands around his waist. He was a little strange, why didn't he reject her approach?
In the past few days, Qiao Xuemei often found opportunities to be intimate with him, but when she met him, he felt a sense of resistance in his heart.
But at this moment, he found that he did not reject this girl physically or mentally. This feeling that he even liked her physically was incomprehensible to him.
