"Demons and slaves, gold lords and mistresses, or prostitutes and prostitutes." She chuckled and said, "Any relationship can be, but it has nothing to do with love." ”

Her clear and clear eyes seemed to mock: Please don't pollute the pure aiqing!

Simon Longting's eyes sank: "If I have to love you?" ”

"Then you're miserable......"

“……”

"Don't tell me, you're really in love with me." Jing Jiaren asked.

Ximen Longting grinned thin lips and smiled wickedly and coldly: "In my eyes, you will always be just a plaything. ”

The smile on the corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth faded.

"Don't worry, I won't love you."

She couldn't even dream of him dying, his love was nothing but a shackle to her, a bargaining chip for her wanton hurt and trampled on him. Since she saw them as such, he did as she wished—

"That's right," Jing Jiaren said indifferently, "How can Master Ximen love people?" People like you will never love someone for the rest of your life. ”

“……”

"Of course, don't think about the joy of conquering me, and I won't love you!"

Ximen Longting's emotions could no longer be HLOD, and with a vigorous lift, Jing Jiaren fell from his arms to the sofa.

He stood up coldly, his whole body like a chilling ice cellar.

She took a few steps forward, then turned back gloomily, like an anxious beast, and grabbed her jaw violently, and the scarlet eyes came to her in an instant.

It was as if she had been caught by a wild beast, and the fangs that were close at her tore at her.

Jing Jiaren saw too much of his angry appearance, but was still frightened.

"What do you want to do?!"

Simon was on the verge of lifting the woman against the wall.

If he hadn't reined in his strength and temper in time, he might have been unable to help but strangle her.

The feeling of his heart being torn apart was so painful that he had nowhere to vent, and he let go of her violently, and with only one hand he overturned the heavy glass coffee table.

Jing Jiaren was so shocked that she shrunk her legs onto the sofa: "You're crazy!" ”

"I don't love you."

He paused word by word, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Woman, I will never fall in love with you!"

Don't you love it? Weishenme: She could turn into a sword and stab him with just words. A small look and movement, as if it could kill him for half a life.

The door to the living room slammed shut, and the furniture seemed to vibrate.

Jing Jiaren nested there in surprise, she knew that she had just provoked the authority of Ximen Longting - she just couldn't help it, seeing his proud and arrogant appearance, she couldn't help but want to step on him, not letting him be so arrogant.

But this angry lion is just plucking a hair from him, is it necessary to be so angry?

Jing Jiaren felt a strange feeling in her heart, and she became a little melancholy.

I couldn't help but pick up the book and look at the words he had just pointed to on it.

At that moment, the door opened again!

Jing Jiaren frowned, hurriedly put the book back in its place, her eyes didn't look at him, and she stroked her hair unnaturally.

Ximen Longting walked in a few big strides, his body was like the wind, and his breath swept in front of her like the wind.

Big palm took away "Basic Chinese Learning".

Then the man went to the study next door.

Sitting coldly in a swivel leather chair, he vigorously ripped open his bound bow tie like a frustrated lion. What if she doesn't love him, his heart has been given to her, nothing can stop his emotions, he is determined to enter the footsteps of Shijie in her heart!