Her voice was low, low to the point of indistinction.

He looked down at her with deep, piercing eyes, as if to look into the depths of her soul.

After a while, his big hand around her waist was released, and she was relieved, pursed her lips and said softly, "I'll take a bath." ”

Walked quickly upstairs.

There was no light in the villa, the corridor was dark and scary, and she was not very familiar with where the light switch was, so she had to come to the bedroom by feeling dark.

Pushing open the door and reaching for the switch, she breathed a sigh of relief as the lights in the room flowed.

Fu Jingchao followed into the bedroom, there was a sound of water in the bathroom, he lowered his head and felt something from his pocket, and held it up to his eyes, a beautiful diamond bracelet hung down from his fingers, the whole bracelet was composed of rare pink diamonds, dazzling and shining in the light.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, as if he had stepped on something, and bent down to see what seemed to be something in the corner of the bed.

When you pinch it with your hand and put it in front of your eyes, it is a thin bracelet.

The big hand tightened, and he set his eyes on the closed bathroom door.

Qiao Du washed for a long time before she felt that there was no messy smell on her body, and she wondered how they never disliked this and that when they drank beer and ate barbecue, now they are more particular.

Or the feeling after a real reunion, they've all changed.

Yes, everyone changes.

There was nothing left at that time, so I didn't care about anything.

Looking at herself in front of the mirror in a daze, she couldn't help but stroke a head of freshly washed long hair, it was different, at that time she had short hair, a shriveled figure, like a tomboy, now, it is well developed, and the whole body should have it, the same lot.

The door of the bathroom was pushed open with a bang, she was not wearing clothes, and she hurriedly turned her back and pulled her pajamas in fright: "You go out first, I'll be fine right away." ”

Behind him was a man's voice, which was dyed with a layer of meaning: "Is it too late to hide now, I haven't seen where you are all over your body?" ”

Qiao Du felt that the gaze cast behind her was gloomy, and she couldn't help but feel a little stunned in her heart, she knew that this man had a bad temper, was uncertain, and loved to find fault.

This is the best time to avoid it.

hurriedly put on his nightdress, his breath was slightly chaotic, and he didn't look at him, but walked directly past him: "I'm done." "Offered to give him the bathroom.

He suddenly blocked it with his long arms, leaned closer, the blazing masculine aura made her back stiffen, and the man's eyes were so dark that it was overwhelming, "Miss Qiao, do you think that except for you, everyone in the world is stupid?" There was a hint of sneer on his thin lips: "Or am I a fool in your eyes, and I can fool around casually?" ”

What with what? Why didn't she understand?

She tilted her face slightly and looked at him confusedly: "I didn't know what you were talking about...... Hmmm......"

The man's hot and furious kiss fell without warning, and his strong arms wrapped around his waist led her all the way out of the bathroom until he pushed her down on the bed.

His strength was too great, she couldn't move, raised her fist and slapped him desperately: "Hmm...... Fu Jingchao, you let go...... Let go of my ......"

He ignored her, like a lion hungry enough to swallow her in one gulp, ravaging her delicate lips as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

She was kissed so painfully and uncomfortably, and struggled harder, but in front of him her struggles were more like amusement.

She couldn't figure out where she had provoked him.

She had already explained it just now, and he believed her.

After a while, he turned into a devil.

The man's facial features were hidden in the darkness until all the air in her mouth was taken away by him, and the feeling of suffocation robbed her of consciousness, and her body seemed to begin to dissolve into countless pieces.

She whimpered at the end of her life, and his sanity returned, leaving her lips.

The body seemed not to be her own, she lay under him and breathed together on her chest, her hands trembled and wrapped the nightdress that had turned into rags on her body, and it took a long time to find a little of her own voice: "You are crazy!" Why do you ...... this?"

Why insult her like a prostitute?

What exactly did she do wrong?

If you want to die, let her die to understand.

She really can't stand it and will have a nervous breakdown sooner or later.

He didn't leave, his body pressed her firmly, his arms were propped up on her side, his dark eyes were dyed with a shallow smile, and his lazy tone was like a cold wind: "Qiao Dui, if I were you, I would secretly hide the love token, it would be so easy to be discovered, it would be too worthless!" ”

"What love token?" She blinked her steamy eyes and looked at him in a daze, trying to think about the meaning of his words.

He didn't speak, and his eyes were full of mockery.

She suddenly remembered something, pushed him away with one hand, grabbed the messy fabric on her chest with the other, and crawled to the edge of the bed to pick up her backpack.

Before taking a shower, she was afraid that the bracelet would fall off when she took off her clothes, so she deliberately put it in a small pocket outside her backpack.

But she touched it for a long time, but she didn't touch her bracelet.

She didn't care about anything, let go of the other hand that was clutching the fabric in front of her, and rummaged through them together, finding that her bag had broken a hole at some point.

The silk nightdress was originally as thin as cicada wings, and she was in a hurry to find something, but before she knew it, her whole delicate body had slipped out of the nightdress, and her waist was pulled by a strong force, and she turned around and fell in front of the man's broad and powerful chest.

Only then did she realize that she was no longer in a wisp, and pleaded in a trembling voice: "Let go of me, is my bracelet with you?" If yes, will you give it back to me? ”

He snorted softly in his throat, and his thin lips almost pressed against her cherry lips and exhaled: "For a bracelet, I stripped naked under me, Qiao Dui, you should really weigh it in advance to see if I can buy it." ”

The woman under her has messy hair, a delicate body that is seductive, and there is a charm in her bones.

His kiss fell on the other side of the country even harder, and she was physically and mentally exhausted by him, and she was on the verge of collapse.

The last time he was in the clubhouse, and that time was the same, he took possession of her wantonly, and finally ended with her tearing and hurting.

The horror and despair of that time, the humiliation of being bullied and humiliated, overwhelmed her and crushed her.

Tears couldn't be controlled anymore, and they poured out like a, "Fu Jingchao, I hate you, I hate you to death, how can there be a man in the world that you hate so much, what kind of love token, that's what my mother left me...... Hehe, that's right, aren't you just looking for a reason to fall in love with me? ”

"What do you say? Say it again. His handsome features turned solemn.

She wiped away more and more tears on her face: "Come on, if you want to go up, don't grind, it's a big deal for me to suffer, just a few more stitches!" Don't you men like to have a good time for a while? Come, I'm not afraid of you! Bastard! ”

He pinched her tear-filled jaw with his big hand, and his voice was no longer cold and full of anger, but became much softer, "It's not this sentence, the previous sentence, say it quickly." ”

She couldn't wipe away her tears, she simply stopped wiping them, adjusted herself, no longer cried so fiercely, and stopped in her emotions: "Can I drink?" Give me a glass of red wine. ”

As long as she drank the wine, she felt less pain and could face his cruelty head-on.

"Not that." He suddenly picked her up, and his movements were unprecedentedly gentle: "Good, tell me the origin of your bracelet again, and I will let you go." ”

She looked at him with a sob, hesitated for a moment, and plucked up the courage to say, "That's not a love token, that's ...... That's the only thing my mom left me......"

When the word "mother" is mentioned, she is obviously staying, and she seems to have a knot that is difficult to untie.

He touched her head with his big palm, pulled the quilt over and wrapped her like a cocoon baby, and then dropped an extremely pitiful kiss on her forehead: "Don't cry, good, I won't force you in the future, huh?" ”

In the face of his sudden change, what can Qiao Du say, what can she ask, will she be stupid enough to provoke him again? Just act as if nothing had happened.

The man cupped her face with both hands and kissed off the water marks on her face one by one, and his demeanor was almost charming.

"I'm going to take a shower."

He got out of bed, took off his shirt that had been crumpled by the two of them just rolling, followed by the rest of his clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.

It was as if the man who used force on her last moment no longer existed, it was just a dream she had.

Qiao Du lay down in the quilt, and opened her eyes to see the figure of the man gradually disappearing.

The strong aura left by the man on his body didn't seem to have dissipated, and she couldn't help but tighten the corners of the quilt and wrap herself tighter.

After making sure that the sound of water in the bathroom lasted for a while, she crawled out of the quilt, got out of bed barefoot, quickly took out her pajamas and changed them, and crumpled the torn nightdress in the corner of the bed and threw it into the trash.

Only then did she see a familiar bracelet on the bedtable, the one she had disappeared from.

Reaching for it, she clutched it tightly in her palm, and for fear of falling it again, she put the bracelet on her wrist.

Fu Jingchao only took about ten minutes to take a shower, and when he came out, the lamp he slept on in the bedroom was on, the hazy light outlined the outline of the bed, the air was very quiet, and there was no longer the sound of her crying.

He couldn't help but relax his steps, pulled the corner of the quilt and lay in, and found that she was back in the cotton pajamas, this time not only was he not angry, but gently hugged the slender figure under the thin quilt, buried his chin in her hair, and snorted: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper today." ”

The delicate body in her arms trembled obviously, and it took several seconds before her faint voice came: "Can you sleep?" I'm going to be filming tomorrow morning. ”

He didn't say yes, nor did he say bad, his big hand hugged her thin waist, and kissed her on the cheek after a while: "Sleep." ”