"You let go!"

She glared at the man in front of her who was so busy that she didn't even raise her head, and said angrily, "He is your child, you can do whatever you like, from tomorrow, I will never care about you again!" ”

"Why not?

Under the orange light, her angry eyes became more and more crystalline, and at this moment, Shang Zhan thought of the stars in summer, shining so brightly that it made people's hearts move.

"Why should I care? Who am I? I don't care about my parents anymore, what kind of heart do I have to. ”

"Who do you want to be him?"

“……”

"Stepmother?"

"You want to be beautiful!"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Ai felt that something was wrong.

What the hell is she talking about?

Why does this conversation make her feel like 'the relationship between the two is very close'?

Shocked, she raised her hand and pushed his chest hard, the touch under the palm of her hand was firm and powerful, making her face red.

Taking in the expression on her face, the corners of Shang Zhan's lips hooked slightly, "Still satisfied?" ”

"What?"

As soon as love is excited, the brain is prone to short circuit.

The big hand pressed her white and tender hand on his chest, and he leaned over her ear, his voice low and deep, "You touched it, are you satisfied?" ”

"Ah," Ai finally understood, and let out a low cry, trying to withdraw the hands that had been on his chest. However, at this moment, Shang Zhan was like a beast that had just caught a satisfactory prey, and his eyes exuded heat.

He grabbed her hand tightly and didn't let go, his deep eyes looked at her embarrassed appearance, and he only felt a tightness in his lower abdomen.

"Be my woman, huh?"

The influence of the bath made his voice thick and hoarse.

The silence of the night makes people's hearts palpitate irresistibly.

But for Wei Ai, his words were like a scoop of cold water, coming down from her head, making her shiver and sober up in an instant.

The shyness and uneasiness in his eyes faded, and in his place was unusually calm.

She met his deep eyes, word by word, extremely clear, "Shang Zhan, what do you think of me?" ”

Seeing her suddenly calm down, the heat in Shang Zhan's body was half gone.

When confronted with her questioning, he did not speak.

"You have a wife, children, and a family, and I have a boyfriend; You shouldn't do this to me! ”

"And what am I going to do to you?"

He let go of her and looked at her coldly, and the love bath on his body instantly dissipated.

"It's not all your fault, I have ...... too" Wei Ai took a deep breath, "Although I like September, but for the sake of our separate lives in the future, I ...... I won't ...... again."

"Don't answer his phone, don't see him, don't care about him?"

Faced with the man's cold questioning, Wei Ai was flustered, and tears poured out at once, like beads with broken threads falling down in large pieces.

The man's originally gloomy eyes shrank slightly the moment he saw her crying.

Only love collapsed and yelled at him, "I never owe you anything, what right do you have to force me like this?" ”

Shang Zhan looked at her and looked straight at her, his gaze was as deep as an abyss.

After a long time, he raised his hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks with his fingertips, his voice was low, but there was a rare trace of tenderness.

"Okay, I'm not going to force you anymore!"