Chapter 51 is so charming.
A big hand with distinct joints grabbed the slender ankle and pulled it hard. Chen Shuangli screamed and slid under Xie Jinghe.
The slender body was completely shrouded in the man's shadow, and the multiplied suffocating aggression swept over her, causing panic.
Chen Shuangli's mind kept flashing back to the scene of Xie Jinghe treating a girl like a gou in the private room, and the humorous teasing sound echoed in her ears like a devilish sound.
My stomach felt sour and the feeling of nausea came over me again.
Chen Shuangli suddenly leaned over to the bedside, "Ugh..."
Xie Jinghe's body froze, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Now if I touch you, you'll be so disgusted that you'll vomit?"
His heart felt like it was being pierced by countless sharp needles, causing him to feel intense pain. Xie Jinghe's eyes instantly turned red.
He clenched his hands into fists, making a terrifying "clucking" sound, and Xie Jinghe was able to suppress the raging rage in his chest and the urge to kill Chen Shuangli.
Xie Jinghe's Adam's apple rolled down, his breathing became heavy, and he reached out to pat Chen Shuangli's back in a compromising manner.
With his other hand, he grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and handed it to her to wipe her mouth, then took the water cup.
He put the cup of water to Shen Shuangli's lips and forced her to drink.
Xie Jinghe took a sip and then removed the cup. His tone was stiff and cold, "Rinse your mouth."
Chen Shuangli spat it out, and the unpleasant taste in her mouth was washed away by the water.
After vomiting, my stomach felt much better.
The next second, a big hand came around from behind and pinched Chen Shuangli's small chin.
Her breath was robbed, and Chen Shuangli tasted the suffocation of death. Her hands kept slapping and pushing the man who was pressing on her.
Even though he used all his strength, Xie Jinghe did not move at all, his strong and powerful arms were as hard as iron.
Chen Shuangli struggled to utter an indistinct protest.
Xie Jinghe pulled up Chen Shuangli's arm, turned her over with a not-so-gentle gesture, looked down at her condescendingly, and sneered,
"You're a soft-spoken person and easy to kiss, so don't say such spoiling things."
The floor-to-ceiling windows were clean and bright. Perhaps the hot air from the bedroom melted into the cold window, creating a temperature difference, and ambiguous and sticky vapor gradually condensed on it.
Xie Jinghe stared at her coldly, tilted his head, and raised his thin lips mischievously, "Is this the attitude you should have when asking for help, baby?"
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Xie Jinghe came out of the bedroom full of anger, sat down on a leather sofa in the living room, opened the drawer of the coffee table, and took out a cigarette box.
Xie Jinghe lit the cigarette with a lighter, bit the cigarette between his lips, reached into his trouser pocket, took out his cell phone, and made a call.
"Find out where those idiots are from last time."
He wanted to see which idiot leaked the secret to Chen Shuangli.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
It was hard to get Chen Shuangli to admit that she was a little attracted to him.
Now it's all messed up.
Find that idiot and kill him.
Xie Jinghe was annoyed and was about to kick over the coffee table, but he caught a glimpse of the watermelon seedlings on the coffee table out of the corner of his eye. He put the watermelon seedlings on the coffee table aside, and then kicked the coffee table over with a loud noise.
This watermelon seedling was planted by Xie Jinghe himself.
When Chen Shuangli dumped him and left him nothing, Xie Jinghe searched every corner and crevice of the school district house where he lived, and finally found a missed watermelon seed.
It was left over when he brought Chen Shuangli to his place to play and ate watermelon.
The only watermelon seed left by Chen Shuangli was taken abroad by him. When the watermelon seedlings grew, he would look for Chen Shuangli. When the watermelon seedlings failed to grow, he would forget about Chen Shuangli.
Xie Jinghe failed to grow the watermelon at first, and the watermelon seeds were also destroyed by him, but he deceived himself and bought watermelon seeds specifically for growing watermelons, and then he grew the watermelon. Then he returned to China to look for Chenshuangli.
Xie Jinghe leaned back tiredly, one hand casually resting on the back of the sofa, veins popping out on the cold white back of his hand, while the other hand held a cigarette and smoked.
The neck is tilted back, the sexy Adam's apple is protruding, the side profile is cold and hard, and milky white smoke is lingering on that handsome face, revealing a wild, bold and decadent atmosphere.
The cigarette butts in the ashtray piled up more and more. Xie Jinghe smoked one cigarette after another in a depressed mood. Looking at the translucent ceiling, he recalled the image of Chen Shuangli vomiting just now, and his eyes turned red again.
There was a faint mist in his pupils, and Xie Jinghe looked particularly aggrieved, like a wronged puppy that fell into the water.
Xie Jinghe had everything he wanted in the capital and was the apple of his parents' eyes. He had never suffered any hardship, not even the bitterness of iced American coffee, because he would only drink it with milk until it was slightly sweet. But he had to suffer so much because of Shen Shuangli.
He felt that Chen Shuangli was born to be his nemesis, but there is no rose without thorns, so he still liked Chen Shuangli.
Xie Jinghe straightened his upper body, bent his knuckles and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
He stood up, walked into the bedroom, stood at the end of the bed, his cold white eyelids slightly closed, staring at Chen Shuangli expressionlessly.
Still haven't recovered.
So delicate.
What should we do in real combat in the future?
Xie Jinghe walked with his long legs to the wardrobe, took out a piece of Chen Shuangli's clothing, and then went to the bathroom.
Her wet eyelashes trembled, and Chen Shuangli slowly came back to her senses. She stared blankly at the ceiling for a long while, then she slowly stood up on the bed with her weak fingers and got off the bed.
The white and tender feet stepped on the velvet carpet, the slender ankles trembled, and the legs felt a little weak.
Chen Shuangli walked slowly to the wardrobe and took out a set of clean clothes to wear.
Her eyes were red and wet, and she raised her hand to wipe away her tears.
Chen Shuangli glanced at the bathroom and without lingering for long, she walked out of the bedroom and headed towards the door. Her steps were light and made no loud noise.
Xie Jinghe's house had internal and external password locks. Just as Chen Shuangli had entered the password and was about to open the door with her hand on the doorknob, a bone-chilling voice came from behind her.
"Where are you going?"
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