you are my white moonlight

Jian Youqing felt the familiar smell disgusting, but she could still tell his handsome face was tense even though she was hiding in the darkness.

He was angry, it was Shao Tingchen.

And the strength of holding her tightly increased, rough fingers lifted the hem of the clothes and rubbed the skin around the waist, Jian Youqing finally reached out and touched his chest.

She wanted to push it away, but then she thought that the situation was different from the past.

"Don't..." She really felt sick.

The voice was soft and waxy, as if begging, Shao Tingchen's face softened a little in the darkness, but he got closer to her.

"Where did you go?" He asked knowingly.

Delicate kisses landed on the side of her face, but fortunately her frowning couldn't be seen clearly in the dark, "I went to the hospital to see my brother, and then I went shopping for a walk."

"Is this just bought?" He said, unbuttoning her shirt.

The skin was exposed to the air to bring coolness, Jian Youqing clutched the sofa cushion tightly, she closed her eyes, "Yes."

If you can't see it, it's like a nightmare.

"What about the one you wear when you go out?"

"Mr. Shao's gift is too expensive. I was afraid of accidentally damaging it, so I went home halfway to change it..."

"You're lying!" roared suddenly, and when she opened her eyes to meet his terrifying gaze, Jian Youqing's expression changed.

"You follow me?"

It's a pity that Shao Tingchen didn't bother to explain at all, one leg pressed against her body and could not move, his lips pressed against her skin, and the other hand went to unbutton her jeans.

There were several, but he couldn't untie them all at once...

"Why do you have to wear so many complicated things? Jian Youqing, don't you feel tired?" Shao Tingchen was enveloped in anger, and suddenly got up and kicked her coffee table.

"Crack!" The only surviving glass cup was also killed.

This is also the first time in Shao Tingchen's nearly 30 years of life that he has questioned his own strength and whether the stocking policy can be implemented.

In this brief moment, Jian Youqing got up and turned on the light, and Shao Tingchen's thinking finally came to fruition.

The answer is: don't think about it.

Before Jian Youqing could figure out the situation, Shao Tingchen had already started smashing her room, and she finally couldn't help but stepped forward and gave him a hard push.

"Shao Tingchen, you are sick! Your face changes as soon as you say it. You were an opera singer in your previous life?" Jian Youqing's chest rose and fell violently, and she really couldn't control herself.

He knew it was wrong, but Shao Tingchen's actions were too unbelievable.

It was rare for Shao Tingchen to remain calm, and he even began to reflect on himself.

Everyone in the world has said that he is gentle, even if he kills someone, he can do it without a drop of blood.

So what is the mess in front of you?
Saying that he changed his face, heh, why should she be a mere Jian Youqing.

"I won't be angry for a woman like you who doesn't know what's good or bad." Shao Tingchen patted her cheek lightly.

However, the next second he made a phone call, and in the blink of an eye several Hummers were parked downstairs, and his subordinates came up and smashed her room to pieces. Shao Tingchen leisurely leaned against the door frame to smoke.

He turned a blind eye to Jian Youqing's collapse, "From today onwards, you will move to the mountain villa. If what happened today happens again, I will not let you go."

The joy in her heart had long since disappeared, and Jian Youqing was so angry that her hands were shaking, "Why, I'm used to living in this house, I don't want to move, Shao Tingchen, you are too deceptive!"

It was just another piece of furniture that was murdered. Shao Tingchen threw the mural on the ground, "Because this room was given to you by your boss, right? Jian Youqing, let me tell you, if you follow me, you will never have anything to do with other men again." connect!"

The Italian handmade leather shoes were crushed and crushed, and they all left but returned and kicked many feet again.

Fuck your good temper, I won't pretend anymore!