"I don't want to die miserably, let her go!"

A cold voice shattered the ice on the ground, and suddenly, a cold scolding came from above Fang Feifei's head.

A familiar voice, never to be unrecognizable again, the voice of the meson micro!

In an instant, Fang Feifei's heart suddenly lit up.

He didn't abandon her, he still cared about her!

Her eyes lit up, and she could see the scenery around her again, and the hideous faces of those men made her feel sick.

She looked up, looked upstairs, and saw Jie Ziwei standing at the window, looking down coldly.

The body was let go, and because of the weakness, she fell on the beach, and the cold and wet sand made her sober up a little.

"I'm sorry for the tiny."

The men said respectfully, silently retreated, and walked into the hotel one by one with their heads bowed, and no one looked at her again.

Fang Feifei raised her head and looked upstairs with teary eyes, but Jie Ziwei's figure was missing from the window.

She bowed her head and crouched on the beach in disappointment, feeling that the humiliation of those men just now had exhausted her whole body. Maybe only the cold sea breeze in the early morning and the damp sand beach are her only companions now!

As her eyes became clearer, she raised her hand to wipe away a handful of tears.

The window was empty, and I don't know where Jie Ziwei went, whether he was comforting Yun Duoduo in the room.

Who will comfort her?

Give her a little warmth?

The surroundings were empty, there was no one on the shore, only she was alone and helpless on the cold and wet sand!

If you don't want to get up, just continue to lie on the beach!

Living or dead, which outcome is better?

The pain made Fang Feifei look at the sea, now she, like this, can she still be left by Jie Ziwei?

Will the clouds force Jie Ziwei and drive her away?

Her skin was sticking to the cold and wet sand, and the temperature of the sand made her shiver, so cold!

The torn nightgown can't cover the skin on her body, who can come and help her up?

Will the meson micro come down?

Does she, in his heart, have any place at all?

Desperate and helpless, she doesn't know what to do, things are getting so far, it should be difficult for her to stay, right?

The face was pressed against the sand, which rubbed against her delicate face with a clammy temperature.

Have you shed all your tears for him?

Hate!

She hated herself for why she was crying!

She hated her weakness, why couldn't she be as fierce and arrogant as Yun Duoduo, and she could carry Jie Ziwei's neck collar?

Jie Ziwei, Yun Duoduo treats you like that, you still love her deeply, don't you care?

Fang Feifei didn't understand, why would such an arrogant person as Jie Ziwei succumb to the clouds like that, spoiled and obedient!

Suddenly, a large, warm hand lifted her up from the ground.

"How are you?"

A coat was draped over her body, blocking the cold wind of the sea, making her feel warm, and her body snuggled softly into his arms.

His embrace is so beautiful, with the breath of spring, which makes her heart full of beauty and splendor!

"Micro ......"

Fang Feifei gasped, weakly relying on the support of Jie Ziwei to stand, and the torn nightgown on her chest was full of endless spring enchantment. She no longer used her hands to pull on the nightgown to hide the spring color inside. If it was for him to see, she would!

"Let's go back to our room and rest."

Jie Ziwei said, tightened Fang Feifei's coat, and helped her into the hotel.

"Thank you...... Micro ......"

The subtle voice, weak and low, brought out a heart-warming tremor and drilled into the ears of Jie Ziwei.

"Can you speak?"

"I ...... Ah, I can talk! ”

Fang Feifei screamed in surprise, tears gushed out again, hugging Jie Zi and sobbing slightly.

Jie Ziwei didn't speak, helped her into the room, and pulled Fang Feifei into the bathroom: "Don't cry, it's going to be ugly, wash your face and change your clothes." ”

"Micro ......"

Deliberately not to call him "Weishao", she called Jie Ziwei's name in a low voice in a trembling voice, hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

The clothes were just draped over her, not on, and a large area of bewitching spring was revealed in the torn nightgown, which was tightly attached to Jie Ziwei's clothes.

The warmth and softness passed into Jie Ziwei's skin, and he looked down at Fang Feifei, who was buried in his arms, his eyes were dark, flashing with an amber-like palpitating light.

Her body was trembling slightly, and Fang Feifei believed that her weakness and trembling were the most attractive to men.

"Micro ...... I can talk, are you happy? ”

"Of course, if you can talk."

Jie Ziwei pushed Fang Feifei away: "You bathe with hot water first, change your clothes and rest." ”

Fang Feifei threw off the coat on her body and threw it on the ground together with the nightgown that was torn to the point that she couldn't cover her body......

There were faint traces of bruising, and some of them remained on her body, winding around her body one by one, which made people feel the urge to throw her down on the bed.

Fang Feifei didn't believe that in such a daytime, the light was so good, seeing her like this, Jie Ziwei could still hold it!

"Micro ......"

She said something in a trembling voice, reached out and hugged Jie Ziwei tightly, and raised her head to take the initiative to put it on her lips.

Jie Zi raised his head slightly, avoided Fang Feifei's kiss and initiative, and pressed her shoulder.

"Why?"

Jie Ziwei exerted force and pulled Fang Feifei out of his arms, and there was a distance between the two people, Fang Feifei gasped slightly, her eyes were hazy, and she looked at Jie Ziwei stupidly.

"Why don't you want me? This sentence, I want to ask you for a long time, I have loved you for so many years, don't you want me even once? ”

"You're tired, take a break."

After Jie Ziwei said this, he walked out the door.

Fang Feifei rushed over and hugged Jie Ziwei from behind: "Wei, please don't do this to me, do you mean that in your heart, there is no place for me?" I know you hate me for being dumb, but now that I can speak, can't you just look at me more? ”

"Whether you can speak or not, it's all the same for me."

"You ......"

Fang Feifei's eyes widened, wanting to see Jie Ziwei's face, but she could only see his slender back.