He gave her the feeling that it was like thinking of heaven and hell.

Obviously, he was still talking and laughing lightly just now, high-key, elegant, his face was tired and gentle, and the faint light under the glasses gave people a mysterious fantasy space.

But in the next second, he didn't know why, and his smile faded completely, replaced by the gloom of the devil and the coldness of frost and snow.

It hurts.

His hand was unsympathetic, fierce, and pinched her delicate chin as if with some kind of punishment.

He seemed to be angry.

But ginger chacha doesn't understand.

What is his position? To get angry?

I don't know why, the more he is like this, the more stubborn she becomes. She stubbornly turned her face, her long hair slapping against her fine white face, trying to break free from the shackles of his hand, but it was still a futile effort.

Instead, in the darkness, a fragile and beautiful jawline was exposed.

The light is dim, and the skin she nourishes from going in and out of the high-end beauty salon every month is dazzlingly white, and the clotted white seems to secrete a sweet fragrance in the dark.

Wen Huaizhi still had a weird smile on his face, he stared at her coldly, and his voice was cruel and cold, "Answer me."

"Did you kiss Bian Jichen?"

There was neither the ups and downs of the intonation, nor any emotion, but it still made her feel terrified.

It was as if a poisonous snake was clinging to her body, licking her sensitive and fragile spine little by little with a cold snake letter.

Her heart trembled and she was afraid.

But the more Wen Huaizhi is like this, the more it will arouse her backbone.

Like now.

Jiang Chacha was very angry, and turned his face directly to face him, and suddenly wanted to choke him.

"What if I'm kissed, is it difficult to kiss you in front of you, what is the relationship between you and me, what is your, what qualifications do you have to say about me!" So, she kept saying this sentence without pausing and finishing it in one go.

She didn't know where she had come from to dare to say that.

When she said that, it was called a cool.

It's a bit of a feeling of raising eyebrows.

This is called a real vicious female partner!

It's so cool!!

However, the next second after she finished speaking, she regretted it......

Because Wen Huaizhi's face was obviously more gloomy......

His face was as white as frost and snow, and in the darkness, his eyes were darkened, and he was as cold as the deep sea.

Jiang Chacha was stared at by him, and he didn't dare to say a word at all.

He stared at her gloomily, and suddenly burst out laughing, he withdrew his hand and smiled distantly, "Indeed, it has nothing to do with me."

Not sure why.

Jiang Chacha felt that his words seemed to be read casually, but every word seemed to be drilled out of his teeth, with the coldness of grace and righteousness.

Jiang Chacha was stunned, and just wanted to say something.

Then he turned around coldly, walked into the house with his legs on his legs, and brought back her canvas bag.

He placed the canvas bag heavily on her hand, his eyes were obviously with a gentle smile, but he gave her the feeling that he was much more distant.

Wen Huaizhi had a vague smile on his lips, but his eyes were cold, like the deep and thick night outside the window, which he couldn't grasp or fathom.

"The vice president has something to do, so contact me on WeChat, and the rest of the time, I don't think there is any need for us to contact each other."

The last time Jiang Chacha saw Wen Huaizhi, it was his alienated and slightly cold eyes, he revealed an estrangement that he had never seen in the past, as if an impermeable barrier had been formed between him and her, and she could no longer enter his true heart.

Then he slammed the door slammed down, and with a bang, the cold wind hit her in the face.

It hurt a little to scratch her.