Especially, it was her first time, and she must have poured quite a lot of emotion!

And he also felt that although Jian Anning could now promise him countless conditions, promise to sleep with him, and promise him to be like this and that at night, but-because she chased her too hard before, and killed a Situ Xuan, which made her heart almost shaken.

Even now, she agreed to be nice to him, but because he had eaten her in the hot springs by a little coercion. Otherwise, with her personality, I don't know how long the matter between the two of them will drag on!

Even if she's nice to him now! Speaking of which, she still didn't treat him as well as she did to her "ex-boyfriend"! Even if, even if she is as good to him now as she is to her "ex-boyfriend", who is he? He Yu Zexiao, how can he compare his status in her heart with a little-known man?

He couldn't think about it, as long as he thought about it, his heart felt as if he was roasted on a fire. In the past, he has always been confident, and he has never and disdained to think about this boring "competition for favor". But now, he is a superstar in the entertainment industry, and in the heart of his own woman, he wants to compete for status with a little-known man, which is simply an insult!

But he knew in his own heart - who told him to know her too late? When he met her, she had already been through and had men. No matter how much he holds a grudge and no matter how painful he is, he can't avoid this fact!

This society is unfair to men and women. Just like Jian Anning thought that he had a girlfriend, she would only be secretly uncomfortable in her heart, and try her best to do her best.

And for men, especially for men in Huaxia, the innocence of their own women is definitely the top priority!

Men's cautious eyes are sometimes stronger than women's, especially the male's strong zhan-you-yu for territory and mates, coupled with his cleanliness and machismo, naturally, will find it even more difficult to accept!

Even, what Yu Zexiao didn't realize was that his dependence on her was getting deeper and deeper, and his admiration was getting deeper and deeper. Whether it is her usual serious work with a straight face, or her soft and greasy appearance that she does what he does, as well as her enchanting and charming posture when she wore xing-gan-small-nei-clothes that night, and when she found out that she had an accident in her family, she came to comfort herself, which really made him have a strong psychological need and resonance for her, in addition to physical liking.

He didn't know that this was already another form of love, not like a cold and fever, like a bird in the sky hitting his head for a moment of dizziness, but with the company day by day, little by little, it deepened inch by inch, and merged into his bones and blood.

He didn't know how he should face her—subconsciously, but he didn't want to see her face, as if, as soon as he saw her, the intense happiness would be accompanied by an even stronger sourness, which made him uncomfortable. Compared to his previous simple idea of just wanting to roll the sheets with her every day, it was much deeper.

When the meeting was over, everyone else got up and left, but he was the only one who sat still.