Chapter 1551 Drunken Mantra 3
The anger in her heart burst out, and she almost roared: "Ye Jia, what are you?" Are you crazy? ”
She saw a knife on the table, a utility knife for cutting paper, and grabbed it in her hand: "What are you doing now?" I'm telling you, please stay away from me......"
Ye Jia rushed up, she dodged in a hurry, and by accident, the sharp blade had already cut through a little skin, and blood immediately gushed out.
He snatched the knife, threw it far away without looking, and hugged her fiercely: "Xiaofeng, you are crazy......"
"You're crazy, you've been crazy......"
However, he just hugged her.
The soft touch is back, the familiar old days are back, and at the bottom of my heart, I suddenly feel stable.
She pushed him hard, and her heart was very calm, "Ye Jia, I'm sorry, since we met, I have never brought any benefits to you and your family, but on the contrary, I have caused you to lose face with me and humiliate your identity as a university scholar and the third son of the Ye family." I'm sorry for the high climb I once had; So, since the divorce, I'm completely dead, Ye Jia, I don't love you anymore, please don't ...... like this"
Her choked voices, her screams, were suddenly swallowed, and in his breath full of alcohol, it seemed as if the world was going to suffocate.
Scuffling and struggling, to no avail, he is a taekwondo master, holding a small person like her, it is effortless, as if holding a doll without resistance, rubbing round and flattening, as he wants.
"Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng......"
He only called her softly, completely unconscious, feeling nothing, and the rest was instinct.
After the initial panic, she struggled, raised her head, and suddenly came into contact with his gaze, which had been so blood-red and cloudy, but at some point began to become clear and bright, and even her own reflection could be seen from inside.
The familiar Ye Jia is back.
This is Ye Jia, not the terrible man who was like the devil before.
While she was stunned, Ye Jia picked her up and walked to the bedroom, for the first time in her life, the taste of indulgence completely overwhelmed reason.
But Feng Feng came to his senses and struggled desperately: "Ye Jia, let go of me, Ye Jia, what do you want to do?" ”
"Xiaofeng...... Xiaofeng ......"
He didn't know what to say, just called her name over and over again.
Maybe she had drunk too much, or maybe she was struggling so much that he staggered to walk, but he held her firmly, and finally went into the bedroom and gently laid her on the large bed.
The sheet is so joyful, it looks so incongruous in the bleak autumn day, and it is not loved by a divorced man, but I don't know how long this sheet has been placed, it is slightly dusty, and I can't remember when and why I put it on.
There have been countless times, he has fantasized about all the charms of the newlywed, but the spring dream is always without a trace, as soon as the new house is installed, what is waiting for is an agreed divorce, and then, all kinds of twists and turns, in exchange for a complete divorce, the heart of the dead has long been given up - he is not qualified to get the taste of happiness in this bed for the rest of his life.
Under the bright light, he looked carefully at the person lying on the bed, as if he had seen the first rose, so beautiful and delicate, as if he had always been the person in his arms, never left, and never estranged......
The more he looked at his eyes, the more he was dizzy, and he didn't know whether he was excited or dizzy, he couldn't help it anymore, leaned over, gently leaned down on her, and said softly: "Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng......"
"Ye Jia, you let go of me...... Let go of ......"
She was caught by him and couldn't move. Especially the smell of wine on that body made her even more frightened.