Tong Ran looked up.

Luo Xiao stood at the staircase on the third floor, he was still wearing the shirt he wore last night, it was full of dried wine stains, the collar was not buttoned, and he could clearly see that there were scratches on the man's good-looking collarbone.

She looked away indifferently, reached out to pick up Nan Nan, and turned around to walk back to the room.

"Xiao Ran!" Luo Xiao stepped forward a few steps, he almost rushed to her, reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Xiao Ran......"

His gaze was fixed on her, and the grief and pleading in his eyes were palpable.

Crying out for what?

Luo Xiao thought that he could ask for her forgiveness, he thought that this kind of thing would only happen to Mo Nanjue, so he let Rong Qin get close to him.

I didn't expect it......

Tong Ran withdrew her hand, and she raised her eyes to meet him.

Then he raised his hand and slapped it, snap-

Luo Xiao was beaten, don't look over.

Tong Ran withdrew his hand with a cold expression, "I forgot about the room just now." ”

She turned around and walked back into the room.

"Xiao Dye ......" Luo Xiao suddenly reached out and hugged her into his arms, he pressed her against the wall hard, and lowered his head to kiss her neck, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"You let go of me!"

Tong Ran struggled to push him away, Luo Xiao clasped her hands with one hand and pressed them on the side of his head, he lowered his head and kissed her collarbone, "Xiao Ran, I know that I was wrong, you forgive me...... Give it to me now, I am yours and I will only be yours ......"

He moved eagerly, as if he wanted to prove something.

Prove that he is hers......

"You get out of here!" Tong Ranqi's little face was flushed, she raised her leg and pushed hard on his abdomen, Luo Xiao took two steps back in pain, "Let go of me!"

Syllable!

She raised her hand and slapped her again.

Luo Xiao's whole body staggered, his face was embarrassed, his clothes were disheveled, and there was still the faint smell of perfume that Meng Yaoping often used.

Tong Ran's shoulders trembled, she tightened her collar, her eyes were full of disdain, "Luo Xiao, you really make me disgusting." ”

Luo Xiao's eyes were red, he choked in his throat, and his hanging hands were clenched into fists, "Xiao Ran, I'm sorry ......"

"I'm sorry what?" Tong Ran's little face was indifferent, she raised her eyes to look at his side face full of red palm prints, and her voice was extremely clear, "It has nothing to do with me that you go to bed with others, this is your freedom, so you don't have to be sorry with me." ”

Luo Xiao's eyes stabbed, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and his chest was gloomy and difficult to unravel, "Xiao Ran, I was wrong......"

"You're right," Tong Ran shook his head, his expression calm, "I'm not yours, and you're not destined to be mine, Luo Xiao, we're destined to miss out." ”

"It's not like this, it's not ......" Luo Xiao shook his head, he raised his head to look at her, his eyes were red, "Xiao Ran, I was wrong, I promise that there will be no next time, you forgive me......"

"Isn't one time enough?" the corners of Tong Ran's mouth turned up coldly, "What did you say to me yesterday?" you said that your first time must be mine, of course, I don't want your first time, but you can't even do what you say, Luo Xiao, what qualifications do you have to say that you love me?"

She grabbed his sore spot and stabbed it without hesitation.

One hit and hit.

Luo Xiao trembled, he frowned, and Jun had a painful look on his face, "Xiao Ran, if it was Mo Nanjue who did this today, you can forgive him......

"No, he won't," Tong Ran interrupted, "there's no way he'll do that." ”