Her departure had taught him that there were some things that he had to hold firmly in the palm of his hand.

That's what really belongs to him.

"Even if I don't want to?"

The man raised his eyes and swept her: "You don't want to give me a chance, I can only use this method." ”

Shen Jikong's slightly light-colored eyes looked as beautiful as glass beads under the light, and his voice was very gentle, and it even sounded bewitching at this moment: "Qiaoqiao, I'll be very good to you, don't resist me so much, huh?" ”

The man has a perfect appearance, and with such a tone and posture, almost no woman can resist.

Luo Qiao's face was immersed in the cool light, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly.

Shen Jikong stared at her, his slender white fingers fell on the side of her face, and the strands of hair that fell from her ears were pulled back, his movements were very slow, there was a feeling of slow and sultry, Luo Qiao tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he said softly: "Just give me a chance, Qiaoqiao......"

Luo Qiao didn't speak, she didn't say anything good about Shen Jikong's request, and she didn't say anything bad.

In the middle of the night, she reached for the bottle and poured him a glass of wine.

Shen Jikong raised his eyebrows and smiled, didn't say anything, took it and drank it.

I don't know if I am confident enough in my own amount of wine or reluctant to refuse her, he will drink whatever Luo Qiao pours, and in a short period of time, a full bottle of red wine has been low.

The night outside was getting darker, Luo Qiao glanced at Shen Jikong, the man was holding his head, his eyelashes were drooping, he couldn't tell how drunk he was, and he didn't know if he was drunk or not.

She chose the highest alcohol in the wine cabinet, and even if it was an adult man with a high amount of alcohol, he would not have no reaction...... Luo Qiao thought so, leaned over to him, and called his name softly: "Shen Jikong ......"

When the man heard this, his eyes moved to him, and his gaze swept towards her.

When he met her gaze, there were shallow laugh lines in his eyes, and he said very softly: "Huh? ”

"Are you drunk?"

Shen Jikong blinked his eyes slowly, and he still looked like he was usual, but his voice was a little low: "I don't know, you come and have a look?" ”

“……”

Luo Qiao was suspicious, and moved closer to him.

He wears a black shirt, has a cool breath, and his face is delicately contoured, and the appearance of looking at people with his eyes lowered is particularly attractive.

At the moment when Luo Qiao approached him, his eyes deepened a little, and it was too late for Luo Qiao to retreat, so he directly pressed her on the table.

……

The air was quiet in the living room.

Shen Jikong looked at her with low eyes and slowly held her hand.

His palms were a little hot, and after grasping her fingers, he gently pressed them against his heart.

Staring at her with burning eyes.

Luo Qiao subconsciously wanted to resist, but her little strength was not enough in front of him, so she could only let him get close to her ear and slowly speak: "Qiaoqiao......"

The thin hot breath spilled on the ears, bringing a burst of itchy feeling.

Getting closer, Luo Qiao smelled the smell of wine on his body, whether it was the temperature on his body or the reaction at the moment, the wine was not useless to him.

Luo Qiao's eyes moved, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard the man whisper word by word: "Marry me." He said, "My life will be yours from now on." ”

From now on, my life will be yours......

Words that are too deep and heavy even bring a buzzing sensation to the ears.