Every word is full of sarcasm, and even the punctuation marks are full of accusations.

Jian Xilin's pupils shrank suddenly, and his handsome eyes gradually became filled with anger.

His iron-like chest suddenly pressed down, causing Ye Xun to stick to the makeup mirror, his thin lips pursed slightly, almost touching her, and slowly cruising along Ye Xun's face.

She wanted to push him away, but this posture was not strong at all, even if she fought for her life, in the face of the huge disparity in power, it was just in vain.

"Jane West ......"

Her voice was crying, and she trembled and called his name.

However, the man did not stop because he pitied her, and still kissed every inch of her skin little by little, from the forehead to the cheeks, to the chin, and then kissed down the slender and white neck.

Ye Xun's head went blank.

She trembled with nervousness, her teeth chattered, even if she hadn't experienced it, but as a nineteen-year-old girl, she knew what it meant next.

Jian Xilin didn't care about her feelings like last time.

The kiss, with anger and impulse, began to increase the force.

She said that she was humiliating her and never considered her feelings, well, since this is already the case, he naturally can't be infamous in vain.

He just wants her to see clearly what humiliation is!

Thinking about it, Jian Xilin sneered in a low voice, and suddenly reached out and lifted the hem of her dress, and reached up along the smooth and cold ankle with her big hand, with a hint of bad action, as if he was deliberately embarrassing her.

Ye Xun sensed what he wanted to do, and instantly burst into tears.

"Jin Xilin, please don't do this...... I hate you, you hurry up and get away......"

Hearing the word "hate", the man became even more angry, the strength of his fingers suddenly increased, and he was about to drill into it.

In this moment of chaos and urgency, a crisp telephone rang unexpectedly.

"Rock-paper-scissors, you always cry when you lose, time can't be kept, the mud on my face, the shabby sweatpants, how many roads have I traveled, the giraffe you painted, I desperately guard ......"

Jian Xilin paused, and Ye Xun couldn't care much at this time, and jumped off the dressing table with all his strength while he was distracted.

The bell is still ringing tirelessly.

She gasped for breath and ducked away, watching Jian Xilin warily and reaching out cautiously towards him.

"Phone, give me back!"

With a look of anger on the man's face, he pulled out his phone, his brow furrowed even deeper when he saw the name displayed on the screen.

Brother Jingchen.

He hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, and pressed the answer button in front of Ye Xun.

"Hello?"

Over there, Ye Jingchen heard a man's voice, which was a little strange.

"Who are you? What about Ye Xun? ”

"She's right next to me......" Jian Xilin's tone was quiet, and there was a hint of banter in his voice, "Do you have something to do with her?" ”

Ye Jingchen paused, and his voice suddenly became cold.

"Give the phone to Ye Xun."

Jian Xilin laughed and wanted to continue to say something, but was snatched away by a pair of cold little hands.

"Hey, Brother Jingchen, it's me...... No, no, that person is the instructor teacher of my school, and we are rehearsing right now...... Well, don't worry, I'm not being bullied...... I know, don't worry, I'll tell you anything...... What, you'll be back home in no time, really? It's so good, it's so good, I, I miss you so much, Brother Jingchen, can you come back soon, I miss you......"

As she spoke, she brought out her tears.

All the grievances received during this period of time were surging out in the gentle voice of the man on the other end of the phone.

Jian Xilin listened silently to their questions and answers, and somehow, somewhere in the heart was pinched hard.

But he didn't know what that meant.