but you never loved me

"Ning Yi, you never loved me." Yan Zimu stared at the coffee cup on the coffee table, his eyes unfocused.

Ning Yi thought about all the reactions Yan Zimu might have after he said this sentence.But such Yan Zimu was beyond his expectation.

He was always too confident, just like before when he thought that he wanted to be together, he thought that Yan Zimu would definitely agree.Now that he said he likes Yan Zimu, even if Yan Zimu gets angry again, he should show a little happiness.

As proud as he is, saying a word of liking is already the lowest gesture one can make.Unexpectedly, Yan Zimu refuted him mercilessly.Maybe it was because his self-esteem was hurt, or maybe Yan Zimu's rebuttal frustrated him, but Ning Yi didn't speak again.

What was thought to be a good talk turned into a silent confrontation again.

This silence made Yan Zimu feel extremely difficult, and the reason was the person sitting opposite.It used to be the person he wanted to love with all his heart, but now he felt tired even looking at him.

Probably because I was really tired, and I became exhausted even to speak: "Ning Yi, it doesn't matter to me whether you love me or not. Even if you really love me, don't you love Gu Yang? You are like this now, do you feel sorry for him? Instead of suffering for the three of us in the future, why don’t we all let go, you let me go, and I let you go too.”

Ning Yi understood that what Yan Zimu said was right, but he really couldn't let go.He knew that his thoughts might be despicable, but he still tried to say: "Zi Mu, I can't let you go. I will treat you and my daughter well, can you stay by my side? I won't let Gu Yang If I find you, I will not let anyone hurt you."

Yan Zimu's eyes were cold without any trace of warmth. He looked at the man in front of him and said these words so naturally, and suddenly felt like a dream that he had never really understood him.

He spoke plainly, with an unavoidable indifference in his expression: "Ning Yi, don't tell me, what you mean is that you want me to be your shady lover."

Ning Yi's thoughts were nakedly exposed by him, and his face was a little embarrassed, but he still forced himself to speak: "Zi Mu, that's not the case. I just don't know my feelings."

Yan Zimu's eyes had changed from indifference to sharpness, and his eyes turned into knives, piercing Ning Yi's body with "swish swish swish".The tone was mixed with resentment: "So, because you don't know your feelings, I want to be your mistress? Then why do you still say you love me? Why do you think that I will be willing? Just because I love you? Then Let me tell you, Ning Yi, I don't love you anymore."

When Yan Zimu said these words, he was actually irrational.He was just hurt too much and couldn't help but want to resist.But this last sentence was a heavy blow, breaking Ning Yi's heart.

But he didn't want to admit it, and he didn't want to show weakness.Just disguise yourself with anger.He said in a sarcastic tone: "Yan Zimu, you said you don't love me, so who do you love? Let me guess, it's Lin Minchen. As soon as he left me, he couldn't wait to fall into the arms of other men. How can you It's cheap."

Yan Zimu looked at Ning Yi in disbelief, he couldn't believe that such vicious words would come out of Ning Yi's mouth.

For a moment, he raised his head and stared straight at Ning Yi, with a sarcasm on his lips, but his face was extremely pale: "Yes, I'm a bitch. Do you know what my meanest thing is? My meanest thing is love Fuck you. It's ridiculous that I'm so cheap, but you still say you love me, doesn't Young Master Ning feel disgusted?"

These words hit Ning Yi's heart hard, he was a little afraid of such a ruthless Yan Zimu.It seems that after hurting each other like this, I will lose him forever.

Ning Yi stepped over, blocked his mouth, and blocked his hurtful words.

He licked and kissed the soft lips of the person under him vigorously, and he did not let go until it became red and swollen.But Yan Zimu kept clenching his teeth, not letting his tongue take advantage of it.

Ning Yi pinched his jaws with his hands, forced him to open his mouth, and then teased him wantonly.Yan Zimu bit his lips hard.Ning Yi suffered from pain, but kissed even more fiercely.It's just that every time he gets closer, a new wound will be added to his mouth.But he didn't care about it, and insisted on occupying Yan Zimu's everything.

In the end, the mouths of the two were filled with a strong smell of blood.Even the saliva that flowed onto the pillow was slightly blood-colored.Ning Yi didn't feel the pain, he just kissed Yan Zimu repeatedly.Because only in this way, if he could truly feel Yan Zimu's breath, could he feel at ease.

His kiss flowed down his lips to Yan Zimu's neck, but Yan Zimu was like a puppet without emotion, he no longer resisted nor responded.

Until Ning Yi started to take off his coat, his pupils shrank fiercely, and he tightened his clothes desperately.Ning Yi tried several times, but couldn't break his hand.

What he said before were angry words, and he knew that Yan Zimu would not betray him.But Yan Zimu's current reaction made him wonder if something really happened between him and Lin Minchen.

There was a hint of sternness in his expression.He tried hard to break Yan Zimu's hand, but Yan Zimu's hand still didn't let go.

At this time, Yan Zimu glanced at him, his eyes were flat and without any emotion: "If you want to do it, just do it, you don't need to be so troublesome." Saying this, he let go of the hand holding the clothes, reached underneath and took off his pants.

Ning Yi propped his hands on the back of the sofa, his upper body hung in the air, and his lower body leaned against Yan Zimu's bare legs.The warm and delicate touch made him react.While the body is hot, the heart is cold.

He knew that Yan Zimu probably hated him, so he did not hesitate to hurt him by hurting himself.

He glanced at Yan Zimu's tightly closed eyes, turned over and got up from him.Looking at his bare legs, she wanted to put on pants for him, but she didn't even dare to touch them.

He went into the bedroom, took out a quilt and covered him.Yan Zimu leaned back on the sofa unconsciously, and finally shrunk into a small ball, with his hands still on his stomach, tightly protecting the child.

Since he was pregnant with this child, the reaction was not serious, but lethargy.Even though Ning Yi was beside him at this moment, he felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

Ning Yi sat on the sofa and watched him until he confirmed that he was asleep.She gently carried him back to the bedroom.Ning Yi tucked up the quilt for him, and lay on the other side of the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

After a long time, I still couldn't help getting into bed and hugging him gently from behind.Maybe because of the chill on his body, Yan Zimu moved uncomfortably, but he still didn't wake up.

And Ning Yi's hands were placed on his stomach at this time, touching the slightly raised piece, he touched it with some doubts, it was not the softness of fat, but the toughness and hardness.

This made him even more puzzled, at this moment he actually felt something kicking his palm.