But she can't give the dress he designed for her to another woman and wear it on her body!

She acted like she was stabbing him with a knife, bleeding from it.

Another glass of fiery whiskey was drunk, and he shook the ice cubes in the glass, and his eyes were also a chill in the snow.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, stopped her back, and stood stubbornly and stiffly.

She didn't want to beg him, but in ten minutes, the RV was about to leave.

"Didn't you give me those dresses? Since it was given to me, I don't even have the most basic distribution rights? ”

"You don't." He laughed coldly and bloodthirstily.

"Since you don't have one, what are you sending me for!?"

"You only have the right to accept and to refuse." His voice was full of self-respecting domineering - she could only choose to accept and reject his intentions for her, and could not transfer them to a third person!

Jing Jiaren glared at him angrily: "You are too unreasonable. ”

"I've always been like this, did you find out today?"

He killed Shang Yanxuan, and she didn't settle accounts with him. And she just gave away a skirt casually, and he was furious.

This kind of man is really scary and stingy.

Jing Jia was so angry that she turned around and was about to leave, when the urging sound of the car horn sounded outside, as if to remind her that the car was about to drive away.

Jing Jiaren's figure stopped in front of the door and clenched her fists hard: "What do you want?" Can't I compensate you? ”

"How to pay?"

"How do you want me to pay?"

Jing Jiaren turned around and stared at him coldly. Isn't it just to let her lower her status, beg him, and embarrass him in front of him? Or accept his abuse of her?

Ximen Longting held the wine glass, Huo Ran got up and walked towards her.

The tall and cold figure carried the light on his back, and the shadow fell on her, and his backlit face was even more wicked and profound.

A hand pressed against the door panel behind her, and Gao Jun's body also leaned down-

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and prepared to be light.

"Birthday present." Alcoholic breath sprayed in her ears.

Jing Jiaren thought she had misheard.

"November 11th, my birthday."

Today is October 15, and their birthdays are just over 20 days apart.

Jing Jiaren thought he was joking, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his serious and deep red pupils. He didn't look like he was joking at all.

Jing Jiaren asked confirmatively: "You mean, as long as I give you a birthday gift on your birthday, today's matter will be forgotten?" ”

"Not bad."

"You...... What birthday gift do you want? "What is there on this shijie that he can't afford?

Simon Longting stared at her knowingly: "As long as you make it yourself, it's fine." ”

Do it yourself?

Jing Jiaren didn't understand: "What do you want me to do for you?" What is made is certainly not worth much. ”

"To be unique is to be priceless." He raised his eyebrows, "What can be bought in the market is not worth much." ”

What a strange man......

Jing Jiaren's throat was choked, and she didn't know what to return for a while.

"How?" He was still waiting for her reply. In the indifferent voice, there is actually a great expectation implied.

Jing Jiaren didn't hear it, but nodded: "Yes, I promise." ”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Ximen Longting pursed his lips and smiled, and the gloom on his face suddenly dissipated. The icy aura also melted, becoming extremely soft.

The fiery kiss was covered strongly, and she kissed her hard.

The straight smell of wine made Jing Jiaren frown.