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Chapter 28
Chen Wan¡¯s eyes widened in disbelief. It was clearly past Grain Rain, but there was a rolling roar of thunder above her head. During the day, she wondered about her uncle being released early, and she also wondered if it was him. After all, he was the only person she knew who had this ability. I feel a little grateful in my heart, especially when I think of the urgency in his eyes when the crowds were surging yesterday. She also secretly helped him make excuses, or maybe his previous rogue behavior was just a habit and his nature. But tonight, she was deeply shocked. She finally saw that there were such shameless people in the world who had no conscience.
"You are soshameless!" She gritted her teeth and said, not only feeling unworthy of Jiang Xiaowei, but also feeling disgusted that she was being pursued by such a person.
She doesn¡¯t have a good face or is obedient, which is to be expected. But when it came to his ears, he still felt the same as when he was dismissed as "trash" last time. His muscles were stiff, his internal organs seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. The feeling confused him, made him uneasy and made him want to smash something like crazy. He once again chose to retaliate in the same way, "Shameless? Trash? What else? Scum?" Following his sudden tone, the dog in an unknown yard started barking, "Where are you going? Follow me. What kind of things does Hong Jianxue get involved with? Today he will accompany you to dinner, tomorrow he will accompany you to drink, and he will not accompany you to bed the day after tomorrow? Even if he is a bitch, he still has to erect an arch, and he wants to sell it"
The slap on the face was so hot that the one who hit him was so angry that he was shaking all over and his mouth was trembling and speechless. Seeing her like this, Qin Hao felt an inexplicable sense of relief and then an inexplicable emptiness in his heart. The boundless and desolate feeling came over him. He raised the corners of his mouth forcefully and continued with a smile: "If you want to sell, tell me early, and I will give you a good price." .¡±
She was so angry that she pounced on him, trying to tear his joking smile to pieces. Instead, he leaned forward, grabbed her two wrists that were waving towards him, pulled her hard, and hugged her into his arms. She struggled to free herself, her nails scratching across his face and the toes of her shoes kicking against his shins. He tightened his chin, a look of absolute despair on his face, and clamped her hands again. This time he used so much strength that she screamed in pain. The rapid breathing was on his neck, the pale face in the moonlight was as clear as jade, and the suppressed screams had a kind of seductive lingering behind his ears. He instinctively tightened his arms and lowered his head to block her mouth.
Her mind suddenly went blank, all her reflexes seemed to have been drained away, and the only thing she was aware of was his scalding mouth. Then the blood returned and she struggled wildly in his arms, whimpering.
He tried all his strength but it seemed that it was not enough. He wished he could burn her into his chest and melt her in one place. He pressed the back of her head arrogantly to prevent her from retreating or twisting back and forth. The heartbeat is like a drum, the pulse is like thunder, and the rushing blood is eagerly looking for a direction to vent. Only by getting closer to her can the feeling of losing control be relieved. He stretched out the tip of his tongue in an attempt to pry her lips open, and then felt a sharp pain. He endured it, and took advantage of the gap between her bites to reach in. Her lower lip was bleeding, and seeped into the space between her lips and teeth. The smell of rust was no match for her fragrant fragrance, which was as orchid and musk-like. He felt that it was not enough, and penetrated deeper, searching for her.
Then, there was another burst of unbearable pain, and he let go of her with a groan. His tongue seemed to have been bitten off, and his mouth was filled with thick and fishy blood.
In the moonlight, her eyes were dim and dark, the corners of her mouth were shockingly stained with his blood, and her expression was heart-stoppingly calm. Somewhere in his body seemed to be tightened by her calmness, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He endured the pain and wanted to speak, but she was so frightened that she took a step back, then seemed to wake up, ran away, and disappeared around the corner of the front street in the blink of an eye.
On the second day, Qin Hao ate three meals of gruel. The hunger in my stomach was bearable, but what was unbearable was the emptiness in my heart, as if something had been lost and could never be found again. After being restless all day, I asked Song Shuyu to come out and sit down in the evening.
"It doesn't look like your character? Are you coming to the Qing Dynasty?" Song Shuyu looked around with doubts in his eyes.
Qin Hao habitually took a sip of wine. The alcohol burned the wound, causing him to roll up his tongue and gasp for air in pain. If not Song Shuyu was sitting next to him, he would have jumped up immediately.
"Can you choke when drinking alcohol?" Song Shuyu was surprised.
Qin Hao responded vaguely. Song Shuyu looked at him through the dim light, became happy, and gestured on his face: "Caught by a cat? It doesn't look like a cat's paw prints."
Qin Hao was not angry, "Okay, if you want to be caught, just say so." He didn't speak clearly. Song Shuyu was stunned, and then burst into laughter. Seeing that Qin Hao was getting more and more embarrassed, he didn't want to go too far, so he forced himself to hold his face tightly. In the end, he couldn't control his nerves and laughed loudly, clenching his hands into fists and beating the bar.
Qin Hao couldn't stand it anymore, stood up with a dark face and wanted to leave. Song Shuyu had difficulty holding back and pulled him to sit down again. Asked: "You also have feelings that are mixed with garlic under your feet and can't be separated with tweezers. Who is so glorious and great? It can't be??Rubbed her head, and suddenly wanted to ask her what the image of her father was in her mind. The rogue look of that bastard raising the corner of his mouth flashed in his mind, and he immediately gave up the idea. Said: "You do your homework, your mother and I have a few words to say."
Jiang Xiaowei sat at the foot of the bed, her eyes distracted, her shoulders slumped as if she couldn't bear the blow, infinitely tired and desolate. Who was not a lotus flower and a Tsinghua University teacher back then? Who is more precious than anyone else? She considers herself to be eye-catching and smart enough to navigate the male-dominated society without losing sex to anyone. However, everything about her pride and confidence was so ridiculous at this moment. She chose to call her curtain call calmly, but the sudden hatred was overwhelming. Men all over the world are generally black-hearted. One moment they are rubbing each other's ears together, and the next moment they are abandoned as if they were naked? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com