Chapter 112: I'm Not Your Plaything

Wen Yichu looked at Jin Siyu in a panic, his eyes were full of fear, "Jin ...... Jin Si Imperial ......"

Jin Siyu stared at Wen Yichu in confusion, his thin lips pursed slightly, and then leaned over and bit her fair shoulder until the smell of blood came to her mouth......

Wen Yichu gasped in pain.

Finally, Jin Siyu relented, pressed his forehead against her, and said word by word, "This is my mark, if you get so close to other men, I can only lock you up." ”

Wen Yichu raised his head slightly, looking at the perverted Jin Siyu with teary eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was bitter, "I'm not your plaything, Jin Siyu." I'm alone! I have my own freedom, I have my own ideas, can you not be so perverted. ”

"I didn't give you freedom?"

"Is this called freedom? Jin Siyu, do you understand what respect is? Wen was so angry that he was helpless.

"This is my greatest concession, Wen Yichu, don't challenge my limit!" Jin Siyu said word by word, dangerously.

Wen Yichu closed his eyes weakly, "You're done with what you've said, and you've done it, can you go?" My mother's funeral tomorrow can give me a good rest. ”

Jin Siyu took a step back, "Tomorrow's funeral, I will come." ”

"No!"

Wen Yichu panicked and refused.

Jin Siyu's eyes stared at Wen Yichu's body coldly, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts, and only after a long time did he tear the corners of his mouth weirdly, "What are you afraid of?" Or do you have some idea? ”

Wen Yichu looked at Jin Siyu, whose eyes were a little terrifying, and slowly lowered his eyelids, "Now that the Wen and Qin families are in the limelight, do you want to come in and join in?" ”

She didn't want outsiders to know about his entanglement with her now.

"You care about me?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Jin Siyu's eyes.

Wen Yichu looked at him, sometimes he really didn't understand what kind of person he was, when he came up, he was like a child, and when he was perverted, it was really terrifying.

She nodded slowly.

Jin Siyu was as she expected, her face was full of joy, "I'm not going, but the ceremony will come." ”

Wen Yichu's brows frowned slightly, "What courtesy?" What are you doing? ”

She has no mother, and he actually gives gifts, which is to base his happiness on the pain of others. Sick!

"You don't care about that, rest early, good night."

Jin Siyu said, hugged her neck strongly, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and then turned away.

Wen Yichu was stunned at first, then turned to look at his distant figure, and the sound of disappearing footsteps, she sat down on the chair weakly, distressed and depressed.

Jin Siyu is really too fickle, she and Qi Yan just looked at the surveillance together and looked for evidence, just a posture of asking for guilt, feeling as if she already had something with Qi Yan.

She was really afraid that he would go crazy and engage in Qi Yan.

With a headache, he pressed his temples, touched the darkness, climbed back into his bed, and slowly fell asleep.

Jin Siyu really looked like a child, Wen Yichu's promise made him feel good, and Jiang Mu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, really couldn't cry or laugh.

"Young Master, are you going home?"

"Go drink."

"Okay."

It seems that Miss Wen can abuse the young master and coax the young master, this is the reason why Miss Wen has always been liked by the young master, master!

Wen Yichu really didn't expect that the "rites" mentioned by Jin Siyu were those false rites! She looked at the exaggerated wreaths at the door, and the papier-mΓ’chΓ© maids, the villas, and the sports cars......

She really wanted to cry without tears.