As soon as the words fell, Hua Rong felt the breath of the man behind her cold.

She turned around, was surrounded by Feng Jin in her arms, looked at the cold look of the handsome man in front of her, smiled demonically on her face, raised a hand and slowly circled on his chest, and her tone was very relaxed and happy: "What are you doing, why are you angry?" ”

The tails of her eyes were slightly hooked, and the pink tear mole was unusually dazzling on her fair skin, carrying the innate seductive aura of this woman.

"Nope." The man grabbed her flirtatious hand on his chest, put it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand, "No right to be angry." ”

A sarcastic sneer escaped from the corner of Hua Rong's lips, and she withdrew her hand from his palm, then raised her eyes and motioned to him to let go of her hand.

Feng Jin let go of her hand, looked at Hua Rong and took a step back, took out a pack of women's cigarettes from the pocket of her tweed coat, leaned against the wall and took out a lighter and lit it.

Feng Jin doesn't smoke, and he has never liked women to smoke, and the people he has always liked are traditional girls. He doesn't like Huarong because Huarong has a style of acting, and she doesn't have the appearance of a woman in his imagination, she is disobedient, not obedient, and she does her own thing, without a little feminine and delicate appearance.

He doesn't like Hua Rong, he doesn't like her unscrupulous appearance, he doesn't like her appearance of never being coquettish and gentle to anyone, his orientation towards a woman is diametrically opposed to Hua Rong.

But with such a flower appearance, after losing her, he seemed to have lost half of the world.

She is still the same flower, and even the means of forcing him to divorce are despised by him, but it is still her way of acting, she has not changed, nothing has changed, he has changed.

"Do you just want to sleep with me when you see me now?" She exhaled a puff of cigarette, her eyebrows and eyes were frivolous, with a bit of mockery and playfulness, "Even if a woman is forgotten, a man is so obsessed with the first woman?" ”

“……”

"I thought that for you men, the first love is the most unforgettable." She lowered her eyes and smiled slowly, "Separated from the body and the heart so apart, women and men are really not the same species. ”

"Aren't you either?" He asked coldly.

"Me?" She chuckled when she heard this, leaned against the wall with her cigarette and looked up at him, "Do I have it?" Are you talking about me and you, or are you talking about me and Chu Xi? ”

“……”

Hua Rong found that Feng Jin's eyes would darken whenever Yan Chuxi's name appeared.

She couldn't help but want to laugh.

Is this jealousy?

The possessiveness of one's own woman, even if he doesn't love it, takes it for granted that he belongs to himself.

This kind of common disease of human men, I didn't expect Feng Jin to be vulgar.

She shook her head, "I'm not like you. She looked at Feng Jin and smiled slightly, her eyebrows and demeanor were very calm, "I know what I'm doing." I slept with Chu Xi because I wanted to divorce you; And I divorced you because," she said calmly, "I don't love you anymore." ”

……

I don't love you anymore.

This is not the first time Hua Rong has said this to him.

But this is indeed the first time Feng Jin has felt such a pain in his heart.

His eyes were slightly red, the fingers hanging by his side clenched unconsciously, and he called out to her in a hoarse voice: "Rongrong, I ......"

Hua Rong made a stop gesture: "Stop." Listen to me first. ”

“……”