"But Pu Xun, I don't hate you because of this, it doesn't mean that I have to accept you and marry you. Even if I decided to give birth to the ninth year of junior high school, it can't change the fact that you raped me three years ago. How weak and easy to bully me must be in your eyes, so that you think that rape can be turned into a jade silk by getting drunk and me doing it again? ”

"I didn't mean that......"

"And what do you mean?"

"I just want to get back on track with you, give Chu Jiu a complete home, and give me a chance to live."

"I'm sorry, I'm not a bodhisattva in the temple, and I don't have the consciousness to sacrifice myself to save others." Chu Xinyue turned her gaze to the direction where Xiang'er took Chu Jiu away, and said lightly: "Not depriving you and Chu Jiu of their father-son relationship is my last kindness to you." Pu Xun, let me go, and let yourself go. As long as you don't get entangled anymore, I don't think I will cling to what happened three years ago for the sake of the ninth year. We can still be the father and mother of the ninth year of junior high school, and give him the love he deserves. In the future, you can marry another wife who is the right person in the house, and take some concubines who are fat and thin, after all, in the eyes of women other than me, you are a very good man, and there must be many good women who do not mind taking the risk of being a widow to come to you one after another. ”

"What about you?"

Pu Xun's eyes never took his eyes off Chu Xinyue's body, because he himself didn't expect that her 'not hating' was more difficult to bear than 'hating'.

She said, 'We can be the parents of the ninth year of junior high school', but they are just the parents of the ninth year of the first year, and they are nothing between them.

Chu Xinyue didn't seem to be able to understand Pu Xun's two headless words, so she could only tilt her head and look at him sideways, as if waiting for him to explain.

Pu Xun stared into Chu Xinyue's eyes and asked earnestly: "What can I do to become a 'very good' in your eyes, so good that you don't mind risking becoming a widow to come to me?" ”

"Pu Xun, I'm different from other women. They are married to the words of the matchmaker, the order of their parents; It is the right door, and the case is eyebrows; But I'm married to love. Because I don't love you, it doesn't matter to me how good you are. Change the goal, and we'll all be better. ”

"How do you know you don't love me?"

"If I love you, you entered my boudoir three years ago, and you didn't need to take me away, but you could worship on the spot;

If I love you, I will wade through the mountains and rivers to come to you, and tell you that I am pregnant with your child, and ask you for a name;

If I love you, I should stand in the most conspicuous place on the city tower to greet you when you return triumphantly, instead of waiting until you take the Chu family to the door and then take the first nine months late;

If I love you, how can I tell you this now?

You know everything, so why bother deceiving yourself? ”

Pu Xun finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a force of his wrist, he scooped Chu Xinyue's whole person into his arms.

He wrapped one hand around her waist, the other on the back of her head, and kissed her on the lips without saying a word.

In the entanglement of lips and teeth, he was domineering and irresistible, and it was not until she had no strength to resist that he slowly became gentle, making the kiss deep and lingering.

After the kiss, he gently bit her earlobe, and then whispered in her ear: "Yue'er, have you ever thought that there is a possibility, it's not that you don't love me, but you just don't want to admit it." Your reaction last night is the best proof of that...... You are longing for me and needing me. ”