Chapter Seventy-One: It's All a Trap, Wait for Him to Enter the Urn
An hour ago, Jian Anran found that He Chenze's door was unlocked, so she wanted to sneak in to try her luck, but she didn't expect to really let her wait for him.
"Get out!"
There was a cold voice overhead, and Jian Yunxi was like a wave of cold water poured on his head, and all the joy was frozen instantly.
Looking at the unusually cold face of the man in front of him, I couldn't help but feel chills in my heart.
But it was because of his indifference that he was difficult to get close to that made her feel fascinated, and at this moment she still held the idea that He Chenze would be close to her, and began to take off the shoulder straps of her shirt.
She didn't believe that any man was not lustful, and if she showed her bumpy figure in front of this man, she didn't believe that he wouldn't be obedient.
He Chenze looked away directly, looked out the window, and there was a nameless fire fermenting in his heart.
Jian Yunxi faced He Chenze's majestic back, the smile on her face froze, his indifference and alienation embarrassed her.
But she made up her mind to take He Chenze today, "He Shao, you know that I admire you." ”
Rourou said, got off the bed, took off all the clothes on her body, approached He Chenze, and slowly wrapped her hands around He Chenze's waist.
As if he didn't hear her say, the man standing by the window looked at the night scene in the distance, and the sparks flickered between his fingers, reflecting the sparkle outside the window.
Feeling Jian Yunxi's hand coming back, Chen Ze's eyes sank, and his handsome face was as cold as frost, and he completely lost his patience.
directly grabbed Jian Yunxi's wrist and threw her back on the bed.
Jian Yunxi stared at He Chenze with wide eyes, thinking that this man was still on her thief ship.
But He Chenze directly wrapped her in the quilt and threw her out of the door, showing no mercy.
Jian Yunxi stomped his feet in hatred outside the door.
He Chenze was, after returning to the house, he cleaned the hands that had touched Jian Yunxi, and then sat on the bed alone and lit a cigarette.
His mind was full of Jian Anran's face, he missed the touch of holding her, the way she smiled at him, the way she whispered to her brother, and her clear eyes.
But he saw it clearly last night, her bright eyes dimmed, and her expression was full of innocence.
The position of the heart hurts.
Chapter 71 of "Marriage is Shallow and Deep: Mr. He Regrets It" is all a trap, waiting for him to enter the urn is hitting in his hand, please wait for a while,
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