In those twelve years, he could clearly know that she would not like other men. [No pop-ups. 】

But now, he is becoming more and more uncertain.

More and more facts tell him that Ye Jiaqi really doesn't like him anymore.

So much has changed in three years.

Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes.

"I'm going to take a shower, if you don't have anything else to do, go back first." She's tired.

"Ye Jiaqi, you really don't feel it at all?"

"What does it feel?" She looked at him curiously.

"I'll take you to Fengshan and watch the snow with you, and you're all perfunctory to me?" Joss asked.

"I rejected you." Ye Jiaqi said lightly, "You insist on taking me there." ”

"Ye Jiaqi, do you still have a heart?"

Josnian was really enraged.

Her words are tantamount to pouring oil on the fire.

He made her brown sugar tea and took her to Fengshan, what he did, in her opinion, was just his own affection!

Ye Jiaqi looked at his red eyes and knew that he was angry.

But what is there for him to be angry about, really!

"No heart, so don't be nice to me, I can't feel it."

"Really? Don't have the heart? I'll see if you have a heart! ”

So, Qiao Sinian grabbed Ye Jiaqi's hand and dragged her to the bed!

Ye Jiaqi's wrist was strangled by him, painful and red.

She was thrown on the bed by Josnian, and before she could react, his tall body was pressed down!

His slender fingers ran down the inside of her big 'thigh'—

"Didn't have a period this time? Well? ”

A panicked look flashed in Ye Jiaqi's eyes!

She desperately resisted Qiao Sinian: "Don't be like this, don't mess around, I'm going to call someone......"

"Calling someone?" Qiao Sinian was like hearing some joke, "There is only what I don't want in Qiao Sinian, and there is nothing I can't want." ”

With that, his left hand clasped Ye Jiaqi's hands and pressed her moving legs!

His tall body pressed against her, and Ye Jiaqi only felt dark.

She had never been his match for this kind of thing.

His wrist was tightly choked by him.

Josnian's cold right hand poked through the corner of her skirt and landed at the mouth of her heart.

Ye Jiaqi's face was ugly: "Qiao Sinian, you are a well-dressed beast!" ”

"Isn't it heartless? Why are you dancing so hard now? Qiao Sinian looked at her, "Wait a minute, won't you jump even harder?" ”

"Josnian, I don't want it."

Ye Jiaqi resisted fiercely, but he was fiercely suppressed by him, and there was no possibility of escaping.

"Don't want to? Still don't want to follow me? ”

His hands roamed around her body, and Ye Jiaqi's body was hot like fire under his palm.

Joss suddenly leaned over and lowered his face.

The thin cool lips choked her pink red lips, biting, nibbling, kissing.

All Ye Jiaqi thought about was interrupted by this kiss from him.

Her shoulders shook violently, and beneath him was like a pitiful cat.

Trembling, scared, panicking.

Several times, she tried to speak, but was blocked by his kiss.

His breath was the same as usual, low-key agarwood, but with a strong anger.

This anger turned into a movement in his hands, and it became extremely intense.

His kiss was unusually rough, crushing back and forth on her lips.

All that remained in the bedroom was Qiao Sinian's heavy panting and Ye Jiaqi's choked voice.

Josnian reached out and tore her skirt, threw it directly on the ground, and pulled her tie hard.

There was an incomprehensible depth and gloom in his eyes.