Chapter 183: Can I Chase You (6)

And he's a big man, it's not that he can be forced to ...... forced."

Before Sang Ji finished speaking, Li Jiaen shook his head and interrupted.

"Sangi," tears welled up in her red eyes, and she whispered Sangji's name, tearfully saying, "I don't dare." ”

Sang Ji was stunned, lowered his eyelids to wipe away the tears hanging on her face, hugged her into his arms, gently patted her back with his hand, and said softly: "It's okay, you still have me." ”

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The first time Su Yuan woke up, he reached out and touched the position beside him.

There was no body temperature left by Li Jiaen in the quilt, and it was cold.

He sat up, rubbed his blurry eyes, and looked around for her.

Last night, Li Jiaen tossed until four o'clock in the morning before he gradually calmed down, and Su Yuan, who had worked hard all night, was able to rest.

Su Yuan rubbed his somewhat swollen head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walking barefoot in the suite, turning over the place where Li Jiaen had avoided last night.

There were no balconies, windows, bathrooms, or sofas, Su Yuan closed her eyes helplessly, and called her name in a hoarse voice.

"Li Jiaen," he shouted, looking for a place where he might be hiding, "you will be limited to two seconds, and you will come out immediately." ”

After searching for a few minutes, Su Yuan suddenly realized that the time was wrong.

He pulled back the heavy blackout curtains, and the blinding sunlight crashed into his eyes, making him unable to lift his eyelids.

Su Yuan frowned, walked to the side of the bed and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, glanced at the time, it was already half past twelve at noon.

He looked at the time, helped his forehead with a headache, and clicked on the address book to dial Li Jiaen's number.

There were a few rings, but no one answered.

Su Yuan tiredly picked up the clothes on the sofa and edited a text message.

Where are you? 】

After waiting for a while and not receiving a reply, Xu was anxious and became impatient.

He left the hotel directly, flagged down the car to go back to school, and ran to the radio studio.

It happened to be a nap after lunch.

The female broadcaster took Su Yuan's handwritten note and whispered into the microphone: "Li Jiaen from the first class of fashion design, Li Jiaen from the first class of fashion design, please go to the teaching office immediately after hearing the broadcast." ”

The radio rang out and was clearly heard throughout the campus.

At this time, Li Jiaen, who had just walked into the gate of Shengnan University, paused, changed lanes abruptly, and turned around to the teaching area.

Before the man had crossed the school road and walked towards the teaching office, his hand was grasped by a large man.

Li Jiaen trembled with fright, and even more panicked when he saw the person in front of him.

She swallowed nervously, turning her tiny wrists in an attempt to break free from his confinement.

Su Yuan's frowning brows furrowed, staring at her expression for a while, and a trace of loss flashed in his eyes: "Are you avoiding me?" ”

When Li Jiaen heard his question, his back suddenly stiffened, and his whole body was cold.

She hung her head and didn't dare to speak, her movement to break free increased, and her eyes began to redden.

Su Yuan squeezed her wrist tightly, as if he was afraid that the person would disappear completely as soon as he let go.

Seeing her desperate to escape, her voice was completely gloomy, "Why are you hiding from me?" ”

"Answer!"

As soon as Su Yuan's voice fell, Li Jiaen's tears also dripped out.

She stopped struggling, bit her lip and raised her head, and glared at Su Yuan with teary eyes: "Since you don't like it, why can't I hide?" ”

Li Jiaen said, tears streaming down his face, and he almost replied in a low voice: "I'm tired! I don't want to chase it! Can't you?! ”

"Okay."