Lin Shuyan's whole body was covered with her body, but she didn't press it down, just looked at her condescendingly, Tang Jiahong struggled unyieldingly, but slowly exhausted her strength in his hands, and couldn't break free, she exhaled a breath of resignation, closed her eyes, and waited for the storm from Lin Shuyan, but her eyes were not angry, even her nose was sour, and a drop of crystal tears crossed her cheeks and fell on the pillow.

Seeing that Tang Jiahong was no longer struggling, Lin Shuyan slowly let go of her wrist, Tang Jiahong was still motionless, her hands were still raised above her head, she didn't want to struggle, she felt like a mouse caught by a cat, no matter how she escaped, it was a trap set by a cat, just using her as a toy to tease and play, and what he really liked should be the girl named Xiaoli.

Feeling Lin Shuyan's body temperature getting closer and closer to him, Tang Jiahong's tense body couldn't help but get up gently, biting his lip tightly, a finger gently stroked his lips, slowly stroking back and forth, the movements were so gentle: "Don't bite, it doesn't hurt." ”

Lin Shuyan's voice sounded in his ears, as low and magnetic as usual, Tang Jiahong not only bit tighter, but even frowned, and even flashed in her mind some of the women who were killed first and then in the old boy film, thinking of this, she became even more nervous.

Feeling that the man on her body was a little farther away from her, Tang Jiahong just breathed a sigh of relief, and before she opened her eyes, she felt that the place where her forehead had just been hit was pressed by a strong palm, which was very painful, and she gasped in pain.

There is also a viscous liquid on the palm of the hand, there is a faint aroma, Tang Jiahong is not disgusted by this smell, on the contrary, he also thinks that this smell is very good, it seems to be the tail note of a certain big-name perfume.

"You...... Ah......h

Lin Shuyan skillfully rubbed her forehead: "It looks very ordinary, and if you get a piece of redness and swelling, you can directly play the second dream in "Fengyun", I think you should be able to act well." ”

This hateful tone, as if everything in the locker room just now was nothing more than a dream, and nothing happened.

Tang Jiahong didn't understand how he managed to be as committed as he kissed himself, and when he picked up the phone, he could completely give his tenderness and affection to the woman on the other end of the phone, and he didn't understand how he could continue to chat happily with himself after hanging up the phone.

"Is the ground too slippery?" Lin Shuyan was still rubbing her forehead, "It's okay, the blood will be rubbed away for a while, and nothing will be left." ”

Why be so considerate! Why give me unrealistic hopes!

Under his concerned words and thoughtful rubbing, Tang Jiahong finally couldn't help but say the doubts that had been held in his heart from just now to now: "That Xiao Li, who is she? Why don't you stay with her? What am I to you?!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Jiahong secretly regretted it in his heart, why did he ask? What is there to ask?

Such an obvious thing, do you have to be like a sixteen-year-old girl who fell in love for the first time, grabbing her little boyfriend and forcing him to ask him if you love me or not?

At this time, Tang Jiahong hated himself for being unproductive, and he had to let people know how to let go and die after he had to say it clearly, and he hated Lin Shuyan for teasing himself, if he didn't marry him, Mr. Lin!

Lin Shuyan glanced up at Tang Jiahong, looking at Tang Jiahong's eyes were deep and distant, like a deep pool, bottomless, and full of fatal attraction.

It's just that his voice is very cold, which forms a strong contrast with the gentleness he showed just now.

"It's not about you. ”

Tang Jiahong slowly closed her eyes, she didn't expect to hear any kind of answer at all, but she didn't expect that he didn't even bother to make up a story to think of a reason, yes, he tried his best to make up a story to think of a reason, and it was not because he was reluctant that someone would be sad to know the truth, so he would cover it up with his heart.

Is he what to him, does he need to work so hard?

Of course not.

You can't do anything with him.

Although I found thousands of reasons for myself, there was still a faint pain in my heart, which slowly spread to my whole body, which was a huge loss, sadness, and resignation......

Rationally, Tang Jiahong has long recognized the reality, and she is very clear about her position in Lin Shuyan's heart and where she should put Lin Shuyan, whether it is made into a PPT projection or a standard process analysis, it can be perfectly realized.

Merely...... No matter how clear and clear the reason is, the feelings are still like the turbulence of the deep sea, and at some point, they rush out of a dark cave somewhere, and pat it straight on the heart, and it hurts the heart.

He said it, and it has nothing to do with you.

Yes, no matter who Xiao Li is, or his relationship with Xiao Li, or what he thinks about Xiao Li, and why they can't be together, what does it have to do with him?

In fact, Tang Jiahong didn't understand that Lin Shuyan's voice would be so gentle, and even there was a smile on his face, all because of the woman on the other end of the phone, as for the kiss he suddenly gave himself during the call, it was not out of any feelings, but he didn't want the woman named Xiaoli to hear that there was such a person as herself, who was by Lin Shuyan's side, if being so careful was not love, then what was there to be sad?

In the final analysis, he is a partner at home, and he needs him to make his grandmother happy, and he also needs to let his mother who is forced to marry say a few words.

Just take what you need.

Each!take!what you need!

What to pretend to be a young grandmother! What to pretend to be a gentleman and wife!

It's all a business partnership!

I wanted to keep that question in my stomach forever and don't say it, but I didn't expect it, just because he gently wiped the medicinal oil for himself, he touched the switch in his heart, and blurted out without knowing why.

Is it really just this one?

Tang Jiahong really knew it too well in his heart.

Since she entered the Lin family's mansion, it has only been less than a month, and Lin Shuyan's every move has made her eyes can't help but follow, and she is deeply attracted by his smile, his gentleness, and his sven.

It is rumored that Lin Shuyan's evil appearance, playing with female stars or something, has never appeared, and even because of his mother Mrs. Lin's words, he will honestly go home for dinner, and he will eat the dinner he made for him, although it is already an overnight dish, how unpalatable it is, but he does not look dissatisfied at all.

Maybe Lin Shuyan's rumors are actually true, but he covered it up too well, and under his warm veil, he covered up a bad and despicable soul.

Everyone understands the truth.

It's not that I haven't seen those crazy men and women on the Internet, posting about the words and deeds of the other half, and all the people who replied told him (her): That's right, the person you love is indeed no longer in love with you. However, those people are still obsessed, hoping that there is a way to redeem it.

Whether it can be redeemed or not, in fact, I already know it in my heart, but after getting the exact answer, I can let myself completely die, completely cut off this inexplicable and wanton growth of feelings, and let the flame that should not have been ignited in my heart be completely extinguished before the prairie fire.

There is a saying of "speech spirit" in the stories of Chinese and Japanese monsters, but in fact, the so-called words and spirits are just words that are spoken, and the water that is spilled can no longer be changed.

It's just that when I heard the absolute decision in his words, I still had a little hope, hoping that he could explain something more and say more.

Even, in the short ten minutes of taking a bath in the bathroom, Tang Jiahong even thought of countless reasons for Lin Shuyan, and also thought of countless responses from himself, some were sad, some were decisive, some were rational, and some were willing to continue to maintain a relationship with him, thinking that he had just thought about letting Lin Shuyan reserve a place for Xiao Li in his heart, and only hoped to stay by Lin Shuyan's side.

Tang Jiahong wanted to slap herself again, what age is it, she is still the same as the heroine of Grandma Qiong Yao in the sixties of the last century, she is willing to be a concubine, ahh

After living for so many years, I really have lived to the belly of a dog!

He said "it has nothing to do with you", that is, it has nothing to do with him, and no one will run to the office and ask the boss who the woman in the photo frame on the table is.

Get in the right position!

After a while, I will find a way to go abroad, hoping to hide it from my grandmother.

Tang Jiahong took out the ability to adjust her emotions at the negotiation table, and soon, her face was calm and clear, and the aggrieved, embarrassed and helpless little woman appearance was swept away, and now she, even if she was lying on the bed, was as imposing as a noble queen, looking at Lin Shuyan's eyes, as if she was looking at a servant who served her.

Lin Shuyan also felt the great change in her, and when he rubbed her forehead, his eyes kept rolling on her face, looking at the woman with a proud look, and he didn't say anything more.

In the huge bedroom, only the slight breathing of the two could be heard, and the cool fragrance of medicinal oil in the air.

Lin Shuyan's gaze had been condensed on the redness and swelling on Tang Jiahong's forehead, but when he finished kneading, his eyes inadvertently saw the large piece of snow on Tang Jiahong's chest.

Fang Cai's struggle made the bath towel that was originally tightly bound on his body have already been loosened, and the two points of slight red on the little white rabbit all fell in Lin Shuyan's eyes, and the woman's body fragrance and the fragrance of medicinal oil actually made the evil fire in Lin Shuyan's body that had just been forced to be pressed down ignite in a certain part of the lower abdomen, and the part of the man's body that was not controlled by the brain slowly raised his head.

Those fragrant scenes in the locker room just now seem to reappear again.

When Tang Jiahong felt Lin Shuyan's burning eyes, she instinctively lowered her head, and found that she was actually jade at this time, and wanted to pull the bath towel up, but in a hurry, she used too much force, and the bath towel was completely scattered from her body, fell on the bed, and was pressed under her.

And Tang Jiahong, who has fair skin and snow all over her body, is like a sacrificial lamb, lying flat on the bed, with no cover on her body.

Her neck, on her chest, fell red marks because of his kiss, like rose petals falling on the white sand.

Tang Jiahong shyly curled up her body, turned over, and turned her back to him, wanting to escape from Lin Shuyan's eyes burning with strong desire, those eyes were full of what he was thinking at this time, she didn't want to!

She didn't want this man to hold her, but she was thinking of another woman!

The woman's movements made the man even more impulsive to conquer, one hand on her waist, climbing the peak upward, the other hand down, exploring the mysterious dark jungle, the thin lips were imprinted on her skin, a little cool, evoking all Tang Jiahong's sanity.

"Smack!" An earth-shattering crunch echoed through the bedroom.

The color of desire in Lin Shuyan's eyes, after that loud slap, slowly receded like the tide in the early hours of the morning on a full moon night.

Every night in the Metropolis plays out the same drama: men and women love each other, and they are drunk and golden.

In the largest nightclub in the city, men can find the women they want, and women can find the men they want, and every day in the store, the store is crowded with men and women who want to find happiness, and today is no exception.

On the couch in the corner of the nightclub hall sat several handsome and lovely young men, their hair meticulously combed, but the smiles on their faces were similar, and their smiles were only directed at the woman sitting in the middle of the sofa.

She was wearing a white tight long dress, her long black hair was casually sideways, her face was crimson like the morning glow, and her eyes were flowing with infinite charm and delicateness, like an epiphany blooming at midnight, full of mystery.

The dice shook violently in the black cup, and finally settled, and a slender hand as white as jade buckled it on the table and opened it.

"Wow, Sister Tang is so powerful, I lost again. A young man with oily hair and a powdery face exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Then you don't drink it?!" the woman smiled and pushed a glass of wine to her, he smiled and drank a glass of whiskey with his head up, he drank it with pleasure, because every bottle of wine sold here has a high commission, and who doesn't want to make a little more money?

"Sister Tang is really amazing, she has won a lot of hands in a row, and the dice are like alive in Sister Tang's hands. ”

"Yes, yes, that's so obedient. ”

In the face of the flattery of the male publicists, Tang Jiahong smiled slightly and gently flicked her long hair, just such a simple action, but she looked even more glamorous.