Before the quarrel could be calmed down, Zhao Jili was dragged into the living room behind the partition by Qin Jueheng, and was suddenly pressed on the cold coffee table.
Zhao Jili's elbow hit the glass surface, causing pain in his bones and joints
She held the table several times and wanted to get up, but found that Qin Jueheng was indeed using his power. If she didn't struggle desperately, there would be no possibility of breaking free.
In the chaos and pain, Zhao Jili thought a little, but finally gave up on resistance.
All this is dirty and disgusting, but it satisfies Qin Jueheng's strange and insatiable desire. Does she want to strangle herself to death? Zhao Jili felt the strength of Qin Jueheng's fingertips, but could not get the answer
If you want to strangle her to death, you shouldn't pinch the back of your neck no matter what. No one will be strangled to death like this. In the pain, Zhao Jili was still thinking about it and clutched the cold edge of the table with his hands tightly.
Maybe I just don't want to see my face
She lowered her eyes and looked at the reflection on the coffee table. A strand of soft hair slid from her shoulders, and the thin ends of her hair fell on the table, blocking the image in the reflection.
The slightly suffocating sense of restraint occupied the senses, making Zhao Jili subconsciously bit his lips.
Since the rejection and contradiction at this moment are so strong, what exactly does she like me?
Qin Jueheng was very strong and the edge of the table was not smooth. Zhao Jili felt the sharp pain, but was still tired and struggling.
She likes me because of her youthful appearance, because she creates an angel-like phantom in her heart, or maybe because of the obedient attitude that disguises herself as she caters to her?
But no matter what, that's not me
Zhao Jili was infected with hatred in her heart. She never spoke, and she didn't even react much.
Qin Jueheng pinched her neck tightly and pressed her back on the coffee table, so strong that he was about to cut off her breath at this moment.
The strong sense of shackles and the desire to survive caused by pain made Zhao Jili finally struggle. She held Qin Jueheng's hand that pinched her neck and spoke with difficulty: Let go
Qin Jueheng ignored it, and instead tried harder to pass through Zhao Jili's knuckles, pinching her so hard that it hurts.
The two of them were very close, and Zhao Jili was lying on the cold table, and he could even feel Qin Jueheng's disordered breath blowing behind his ears.
Under such intimate contact, Zhao Jili quickly noticed Qin Jueheng's trembling
Is she sad? Zhao Jili couldn't see Qin Jueheng's face, so she couldn't know her expression, but she could almost think of Qin Jueheng's expression
Zhao Jili was lying on the cold table and was thinking randomly, her expression was joking and cold. She breathed hard under pressure, lowered her eyes and fell on the light reflected on the table.
Maybe it's been a long time, or maybe it's only a dozen seconds. When Zhao Jili spoke again, his voice became a little dumb: Let me go, it hurts so much
The word "pain" was revealed, Qin Jueheng's movement was obviously stiff, as if he was struggling. Qin Jueheng's movement was still for a few seconds, and the force on his hand finally suddenly relaxed.
She held her breath, reached out and held Zhao Jili's shoulders, and pressed her back on the edge of the table.
The two faced each other, and neither of them had any expressions, but Qin Jueheng's eyes were stained with the hot temperature that Zhao Jili wanted to escape.
She looked straight at Zhao Jili for a moment, her cool fingertips lingering between Zhao Jili's neck, and the place where the fingertips slid made Zhao Jili feel an irresistible slight itch.
The atmosphere was quiet and strange, and it was stained with the desire to silence for a while. Qin Jueheng stopped his slight touch and spoke slowly: Zhao Jili, do you believe it or not...
She didn't finish her words, but Zhao Jili was sensitively aware of what she wanted to say
Qin Jueheng's personality is very paranoid and has an innate desire to control. At that moment, if Zhao Jili didn't say it hurts, maybe she would be pinched tonight by Qin Jueheng.
This is the person she once entrusts strong attachment, a person she once thought was gentle, soft, and beautiful
After the shallow fog faded, the wind lifted up the last layer of concealed gauze, Zhao Jili saw everything she once didn't want to see clearly
This person is gentle, but he can become irritable at any time
She is fragile, paranoid, and crazy
Like two extremes, Zhao Jili remembers many good things about Qin Jueheng, but he can't forget the suffocation brought by the twisted side of Qin Jueheng's personality.
Even after a long time, Zhao Jili would often think that if his personality was a little easier-minded, he would be more tolerant of all pressure. If Qin Jueheng could relax her constraints, possessiveness and control would be weaker, the relationship between the two would not be so complicated that it is almost unsolvable now.
But at least at this moment, no one realized their problems
I don't believe it. Zhao Jili supported himself with his elbow, bringing the distance between the two people closer. Her tone was confident and ridiculed: You dare not
Zhao Jili's eyes were contemptuous, but even with such a bad look, Qin Jueheng could find the starlight color she once knew from the depths.
She's very good, no matter what, I like her
Qin Jueheng did not realize that she was hopeless. She looked straight for a moment and lowered her eyes and smiled. She stood up straight from Zhao Jili, widened the distance and looked at Zhao Jili condescendingly.
It doesn't matter. She said softly, holding Zhao Jili's wrist and pulling her up.
It doesn't matter if you don't like me
Qin Jueheng stroked Zhao Jili's cheek with his fingertips very lightly, and then slid down to his jaw, as if he was greedy for soft touch, and as if he was describing something, gently touching: I will treat you well, I will give you whatever you want, I will tell you right, I am willing to make you happy, even if I kneel down, I can give you anything, but...
Zhao Jili listened to these words without expressionlessly. She didn't expect Qin Jueheng to say anything that satisfy her, even if she said she was willing to give her everything.
But what? In a brief and silent pause, Zhao Jili almost thought of what Qin Jueheng would say next
...But, you have to be obedient
Qin Jueheng's tone was filled with sighs, like a very light and soft petal, with a sweet rose fragrance in his voice.
Zhao Jili expected the end of this sentence. She turned her eyes away in disgust and did not react at all.
Qin Jueheng didn't expect her reaction either. After he finished speaking softly, he grabbed Zhao Jili's face.
This is really pathological, disgusting, and the love that cannot be seen in hope Zhao Jili thought sarcastically, trying his best to suppress the noisy thoughts and try to calm himself down
It's enough that someone loses control in this weird scene. I don't want to be like her, and I never want to
Zhao Jili lowered his eyes and staggered his eyes. Qin Jueheng was unwilling to look at her more
Since you know that I can’t do without you, why do you still threaten me with leaving?
Qin Jueheng pinched Zhao Jili's soft cheeks, his tone was gentle but he had Zhao Jili's familiar paranoid aura: Am I too kind to you?
The uncontrollable feeling of upset made Zhao Jili look back on the person in front of him. The two of them had a connection, and no one could understand each other's feelings.
You know if it's good to me? Zhao Jili's tone was very cold. Her hand fumbled back and slowly grabbed the glass water cup on the coffee table.
But before she could make any moves, Qin Jueheng saw it through at first sight
I think I'm so nice to you
Qin Jueheng grabbed her wrist, and the force was as strong as if he wanted to fold her wrist bones alive. Both of them had anger in their eyes, and no one was calmer than anyone else.
Zhao Jili was angry at Qin Jueheng's shamelessness for a long time, and finally reached out and pushed her hard on the sofa behind the coffee table.
Qin Jueheng looked at Zhao Jili's hatred eyes, without any doubt that if there was a knife at hand, Zhao Jili might have stabbed him less than three times.
Are you kind to me? Are you kind to me?
Zhao Jili pressed Qin Jueheng and decided not to let her catch her again: What I got from you is what you want to give me, what you want to give me, what I can do, you will not know what I want at all, and will never ask what I really want!
Qin Jueheng no longer wants to get involved in this problem that she doesn't want to think about, and this problem will almost never be solved for her.
She looked at Zhao Jili, who was angry, and then sneered for a while, completely giving up the argument.
Yes, if you think so, that's it
What I want to give you, what can you do? Qin Jueheng narrowed his eyes, and his smile brought the most romantic meaning of Zhao Jili's annoyingness: Who asked you to choose me? I raised you for so many years.
Everything is just because Qin Jueheng picked up Zhao Jili, and the fact that the young Zhao Jili was even more happy is that Qin Jueheng is willing to support himself
The facts are indisputable, but now they are stained with dirty dark dust
This is the reward you want? Zhao Jili's tone was obviously disgusting and impatient, and suddenly let go of the strength in his hands and stopped suppressing Qin Jueheng with all his strength.
Qin Jueheng did not immediately answer that she sat upright from the sofa, hugged Zhao Jili's waist with a smile, and rubbed her face against her chest.
This posture is even considered a good person
Zhao Jili looked down and could see Qin Jueheng's fair face, which was just the size of a palm, rubbing against his chest, so obedient that he was no longer as strong as usual.
She was still laughing, although Zhao Jili didn't even know what was funny about it.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Zhao Jili let Qin Jueheng hug her. It seemed that after a long time, she heard Qin Jueheng respond softly.
If you want, then that's the reward
It's really ridiculous when Zhao Jili almost didn't laugh out loud when she heard this. She resisted the urge to sneer and turned her face away.
Who cares whether she wants it or not? At least Qin Jueheng definitely doesn't care in his heart
I will still leave you. Zhao Jili's eyes were filled with light and light, but he still had strength: I will never like you
Qin Jueheng seemed to have not heard it. She stood up indifferently and pressed Zhao Jili on the sofa.
It doesn't matter. She repeated the initial words: It doesn't matter if you don't like me.
Zhao Jili's elbow hit the glass surface, causing pain in his bones and joints
She held the table several times and wanted to get up, but found that Qin Jueheng was indeed using his power. If she didn't struggle desperately, there would be no possibility of breaking free.
In the chaos and pain, Zhao Jili thought a little, but finally gave up on resistance.
All this is dirty and disgusting, but it satisfies Qin Jueheng's strange and insatiable desire. Does she want to strangle herself to death? Zhao Jili felt the strength of Qin Jueheng's fingertips, but could not get the answer
If you want to strangle her to death, you shouldn't pinch the back of your neck no matter what. No one will be strangled to death like this. In the pain, Zhao Jili was still thinking about it and clutched the cold edge of the table with his hands tightly.
Maybe I just don't want to see my face
She lowered her eyes and looked at the reflection on the coffee table. A strand of soft hair slid from her shoulders, and the thin ends of her hair fell on the table, blocking the image in the reflection.
The slightly suffocating sense of restraint occupied the senses, making Zhao Jili subconsciously bit his lips.
Since the rejection and contradiction at this moment are so strong, what exactly does she like me?
Qin Jueheng was very strong and the edge of the table was not smooth. Zhao Jili felt the sharp pain, but was still tired and struggling.
She likes me because of her youthful appearance, because she creates an angel-like phantom in her heart, or maybe because of the obedient attitude that disguises herself as she caters to her?
But no matter what, that's not me
Zhao Jili was infected with hatred in her heart. She never spoke, and she didn't even react much.
Qin Jueheng pinched her neck tightly and pressed her back on the coffee table, so strong that he was about to cut off her breath at this moment.
The strong sense of shackles and the desire to survive caused by pain made Zhao Jili finally struggle. She held Qin Jueheng's hand that pinched her neck and spoke with difficulty: Let go
Qin Jueheng ignored it, and instead tried harder to pass through Zhao Jili's knuckles, pinching her so hard that it hurts.
The two of them were very close, and Zhao Jili was lying on the cold table, and he could even feel Qin Jueheng's disordered breath blowing behind his ears.
Under such intimate contact, Zhao Jili quickly noticed Qin Jueheng's trembling
Is she sad? Zhao Jili couldn't see Qin Jueheng's face, so she couldn't know her expression, but she could almost think of Qin Jueheng's expression
Zhao Jili was lying on the cold table and was thinking randomly, her expression was joking and cold. She breathed hard under pressure, lowered her eyes and fell on the light reflected on the table.
Maybe it's been a long time, or maybe it's only a dozen seconds. When Zhao Jili spoke again, his voice became a little dumb: Let me go, it hurts so much
The word "pain" was revealed, Qin Jueheng's movement was obviously stiff, as if he was struggling. Qin Jueheng's movement was still for a few seconds, and the force on his hand finally suddenly relaxed.
She held her breath, reached out and held Zhao Jili's shoulders, and pressed her back on the edge of the table.
The two faced each other, and neither of them had any expressions, but Qin Jueheng's eyes were stained with the hot temperature that Zhao Jili wanted to escape.
She looked straight at Zhao Jili for a moment, her cool fingertips lingering between Zhao Jili's neck, and the place where the fingertips slid made Zhao Jili feel an irresistible slight itch.
The atmosphere was quiet and strange, and it was stained with the desire to silence for a while. Qin Jueheng stopped his slight touch and spoke slowly: Zhao Jili, do you believe it or not...
She didn't finish her words, but Zhao Jili was sensitively aware of what she wanted to say
Qin Jueheng's personality is very paranoid and has an innate desire to control. At that moment, if Zhao Jili didn't say it hurts, maybe she would be pinched tonight by Qin Jueheng.
This is the person she once entrusts strong attachment, a person she once thought was gentle, soft, and beautiful
After the shallow fog faded, the wind lifted up the last layer of concealed gauze, Zhao Jili saw everything she once didn't want to see clearly
This person is gentle, but he can become irritable at any time
She is fragile, paranoid, and crazy
Like two extremes, Zhao Jili remembers many good things about Qin Jueheng, but he can't forget the suffocation brought by the twisted side of Qin Jueheng's personality.
Even after a long time, Zhao Jili would often think that if his personality was a little easier-minded, he would be more tolerant of all pressure. If Qin Jueheng could relax her constraints, possessiveness and control would be weaker, the relationship between the two would not be so complicated that it is almost unsolvable now.
But at least at this moment, no one realized their problems
I don't believe it. Zhao Jili supported himself with his elbow, bringing the distance between the two people closer. Her tone was confident and ridiculed: You dare not
Zhao Jili's eyes were contemptuous, but even with such a bad look, Qin Jueheng could find the starlight color she once knew from the depths.
She's very good, no matter what, I like her
Qin Jueheng did not realize that she was hopeless. She looked straight for a moment and lowered her eyes and smiled. She stood up straight from Zhao Jili, widened the distance and looked at Zhao Jili condescendingly.
It doesn't matter. She said softly, holding Zhao Jili's wrist and pulling her up.
It doesn't matter if you don't like me
Qin Jueheng stroked Zhao Jili's cheek with his fingertips very lightly, and then slid down to his jaw, as if he was greedy for soft touch, and as if he was describing something, gently touching: I will treat you well, I will give you whatever you want, I will tell you right, I am willing to make you happy, even if I kneel down, I can give you anything, but...
Zhao Jili listened to these words without expressionlessly. She didn't expect Qin Jueheng to say anything that satisfy her, even if she said she was willing to give her everything.
But what? In a brief and silent pause, Zhao Jili almost thought of what Qin Jueheng would say next
...But, you have to be obedient
Qin Jueheng's tone was filled with sighs, like a very light and soft petal, with a sweet rose fragrance in his voice.
Zhao Jili expected the end of this sentence. She turned her eyes away in disgust and did not react at all.
Qin Jueheng didn't expect her reaction either. After he finished speaking softly, he grabbed Zhao Jili's face.
This is really pathological, disgusting, and the love that cannot be seen in hope Zhao Jili thought sarcastically, trying his best to suppress the noisy thoughts and try to calm himself down
It's enough that someone loses control in this weird scene. I don't want to be like her, and I never want to
Zhao Jili lowered his eyes and staggered his eyes. Qin Jueheng was unwilling to look at her more
Since you know that I can’t do without you, why do you still threaten me with leaving?
Qin Jueheng pinched Zhao Jili's soft cheeks, his tone was gentle but he had Zhao Jili's familiar paranoid aura: Am I too kind to you?
The uncontrollable feeling of upset made Zhao Jili look back on the person in front of him. The two of them had a connection, and no one could understand each other's feelings.
You know if it's good to me? Zhao Jili's tone was very cold. Her hand fumbled back and slowly grabbed the glass water cup on the coffee table.
But before she could make any moves, Qin Jueheng saw it through at first sight
I think I'm so nice to you
Qin Jueheng grabbed her wrist, and the force was as strong as if he wanted to fold her wrist bones alive. Both of them had anger in their eyes, and no one was calmer than anyone else.
Zhao Jili was angry at Qin Jueheng's shamelessness for a long time, and finally reached out and pushed her hard on the sofa behind the coffee table.
Qin Jueheng looked at Zhao Jili's hatred eyes, without any doubt that if there was a knife at hand, Zhao Jili might have stabbed him less than three times.
Are you kind to me? Are you kind to me?
Zhao Jili pressed Qin Jueheng and decided not to let her catch her again: What I got from you is what you want to give me, what you want to give me, what I can do, you will not know what I want at all, and will never ask what I really want!
Qin Jueheng no longer wants to get involved in this problem that she doesn't want to think about, and this problem will almost never be solved for her.
She looked at Zhao Jili, who was angry, and then sneered for a while, completely giving up the argument.
Yes, if you think so, that's it
What I want to give you, what can you do? Qin Jueheng narrowed his eyes, and his smile brought the most romantic meaning of Zhao Jili's annoyingness: Who asked you to choose me? I raised you for so many years.
Everything is just because Qin Jueheng picked up Zhao Jili, and the fact that the young Zhao Jili was even more happy is that Qin Jueheng is willing to support himself
The facts are indisputable, but now they are stained with dirty dark dust
This is the reward you want? Zhao Jili's tone was obviously disgusting and impatient, and suddenly let go of the strength in his hands and stopped suppressing Qin Jueheng with all his strength.
Qin Jueheng did not immediately answer that she sat upright from the sofa, hugged Zhao Jili's waist with a smile, and rubbed her face against her chest.
This posture is even considered a good person
Zhao Jili looked down and could see Qin Jueheng's fair face, which was just the size of a palm, rubbing against his chest, so obedient that he was no longer as strong as usual.
She was still laughing, although Zhao Jili didn't even know what was funny about it.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Zhao Jili let Qin Jueheng hug her. It seemed that after a long time, she heard Qin Jueheng respond softly.
If you want, then that's the reward
It's really ridiculous when Zhao Jili almost didn't laugh out loud when she heard this. She resisted the urge to sneer and turned her face away.
Who cares whether she wants it or not? At least Qin Jueheng definitely doesn't care in his heart
I will still leave you. Zhao Jili's eyes were filled with light and light, but he still had strength: I will never like you
Qin Jueheng seemed to have not heard it. She stood up indifferently and pressed Zhao Jili on the sofa.
It doesn't matter. She repeated the initial words: It doesn't matter if you don't like me.
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