Ai Mu stood behind Si Junhao with a pale face, she couldn't see his expression, but she could feel the coldness on his body.

He was angry, she could feel it, but she didn't know what to say to reassure him.

She didn't know how much he listened to Zhuo Yufeng's words.

Just when she was at a loss, Si Junhao suddenly turned around, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her away quickly.

He walked in a hurry, and Aimu was dragged straight forward by him, her high heels crooked, and the pain in her ankle made her almost cry out.

But now that Si Junhao is like this, she doesn't dare to squeak at all, so she can only endure the pain and limp to keep up with him.

Si Junhao had a gloomy face all the way, and when he returned home, he immediately strode back to his bedroom, slammed the door, and didn't say a word to Aimu.

Aimu pursed her lips and stood in the doorway for a moment before slowly walking in against the wall.

She took off her shoes, lifted her skirt, and saw that her right foot was visibly swollen.

Not knowing what to do, she gritted her teeth and went to the refrigerator to get a few boxes of ice cubes, then went back to her room, closed the door, and endured the pain to cool herself.

In the master bedroom, Si Junhao was walking back and forth in the room like a trapped beast.

His ears were full of Zhuo Yufeng's ridicule, but his anger did not come from Zhuo Yufeng, but from Ai Mu.

Originally, when she took the initiative to kiss him, he was happy and happily drove He Peilan away, just because she didn't like that woman.

When she said that his first dance had to be danced with her, he was still happy, and she said it, and he did it, and he, who had never danced in front of everyone, danced with her for the first time.

He felt that this night's Aimu had finally returned to normal, and he knew to take the initiative to get close to him.

However, what she said later was like a basin of cold water poured down, making him sober at the speed of light.

She knew what he wanted, so she was just cooperating with him, and her cooperation made him very unhappy for some reason.

If it weren't for the need, she wouldn't have touched him at all, would she?

And Zhuo Yufeng's appearance completely angered him.

Si Junhao can be sure that Zhuo Yufeng has seen Ai Mu and knows her, and it was originally strange that after he made such an obvious move, it stands to reason that his intimate interaction with Ai Mu should have broken out on the news a long time ago, but what he expected did not happen, everything was like a stone sinking into the sea, calm and waveless.

Today, he finally knew the reason, it must be Zhuo Yufeng who got the photos from the people he arranged, and after recognizing Ai Mu, he deliberately suppressed all the photos and did not expose them.

Because he recognized it, Zhuo Yufeng would chase after him and ask Ai Mu what his relationship was with him, and he would deliberately say those words to him.

This made him have to wonder if there was anything between Zhuo Yufeng and Ai Mu.

Thinking that they might have something to do with each other, Si Junhao couldn't help but clench his fists, wanting to hit people and drop things......

Anyway, something had to be done!

Si Junhao pulled open his collar fiercely and gasped, and walked out of the bedroom without hesitation, the house was quiet, he frowned and looked at the guest room, she fell asleep so calmly?

Si Junhao, who didn't feel sleepy at all, had a cold face, slammed the door and left home.

Aimu's heart trembled at the sound of the door slamming, and she pricked up her ears to make sure it was calm outside, and then let out a soft breath.

Removing the ice cube from her ankle, she moved it carefully, thinking that it was okay, and then changed her clothes and went to sleep.

This night, she didn't sleep well, she frowned, tossing and turning, her mind seemed like a train was running, everything was messy, and there were some fragmented pictures.

There was a loud "bang" that woke up Aimu, who had not been sleeping deeply.

She pressed her beating heart and opened her eyes blankly in the dark.

She could hear voices coming from outside the bedroom, ping-pong, as if someone had knocked something down, and unsteady footsteps......

Is Si Junhao back?

Aimu listened uncertainly, and when he heard the footsteps stop in front of his bedroom door, his heart, which had just woken up, was beating even more violently.

"Who?" She couldn't help but sit up and asked, "Who is it?" Mr. Division? ”

"Open the door!" Si Junhao's deep voice came, accompanied by an impatient knock on the door, as if urging her to hurry up.

Aimu touched the phone on the side of the pillow and looked at it, at three o'clock in the morning, what was he looking for her at this time?

The knock was louder, and even if she couldn't see it, Aimu could feel the vibration of the door.

"It's coming, it's coming!" She hurriedly shouted, lifting the quilt and getting out of bed.

As soon as her foot touched the ground, she touched her injured ankle, and she couldn't help but snort, steadied herself, and then gritted her teeth and walked quickly to the door and opened the door.

"Mr. Division!"

As soon as the door opened, the smell of alcohol rushed to her face, blocking back what she was about to say.

Holding back the urge to cover her nose, Aimu held her breath and said, "Mr. Si, are you still out drinking so late?"

Si Junhao was full of wine, his hair was slightly messy, and he held on to the door frame with one hand and looked at Aimu who opened the door.

Ai Mu was flustered by him, and couldn't help but shrink his shoulders: "Mr. Si, you ......"

Before the words fell, Si Junhao suddenly reached out and hugged her waist and forcefully led her towards him.

Aimu was shocked, and then, because she suddenly leaned forward, her originally injured ankle was strained again, and the pain made her can't help but open her mouth and cry lowly.

"Mr. Si, Mr. Si." She didn't know what was wrong with him, so she could only push his chest as hard as she could, trying to get herself on her feet.

Si Junhao used his other hand to press her two dishonest little hands hard, and then lowered his head and grabbed her lips heavily.

The lips that were originally a little thirsty due to drunkenness seemed to have suddenly found the source of the sweet spring, regardless of Ai Mu's resistance, Si Junhao allowed her hard, and the alcohol burned in his stomach, which quickly ignited him.

The arm pressed her hard again, and when her soft body fit her tightly with herself, Si Junhao couldn't help but sigh in her lips.

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