I wish you a fall in love

Chapter 163 It's Not What You Think

Chapter 163 It's Not What You Think

Those sexual love words he said tonight that made people blush and heartbeat, probably told all the women who were under his pressure!

So she can't continue to fall, she can't afford to provoke such a charming and treacherous man, let alone play with him.

Jing Qingge took a long, deep breath, but his magic voice sounded in his ears again.

He said she was his.

He wants to fuck her.

Those peach-blossom eyes that were so gentle that they almost drowned...

Suddenly, Jing Qingge's eyes trembled, and the uncontrollable deer slammed into his heart, and his face, which was finally relieved a little, was smudged with the color of peach petals again, seeping out from his fair skin.

Looking at her shy self in the mirror, the girl pursed her lips and murmured,

"Jing Qingge, you are really finished..."

While muttering, suddenly, with a "bang", the thick carved glass door was directly smashed open, and almost the entire connected wall was shaken three times.

Jing Qingge panicked suddenly, and hurriedly clutched the bath towel wrapped around her chest. When she turned her head, she saw the man standing at the door of the bathroom.

……

He was still naked from the upper body just now, but that icy cold gaze full of murderous aura almost seemed to kill her, cutting her to death.

Jing Qingge was startled all of a sudden!

I accidentally caught a glimpse of his clenched hand hanging on the side of his leg, and the bright red blood was falling drop by drop. A small piece of red was already stained on the snow-white carpet, as if he had stood outside the bathroom for a while.

"Ji Yicheng, what's wrong with your hand?" Jing Qingge didn't care about the man's gloomy expression, and ran over to hold his hand, after all, he was also concerned when she was injured before.

However, as soon as she touched his hand, she was almost frostbitten by the frosty coldness of his fingertips, extremely cold.

Jing Qingge withdrew his hand reflexively, but he grabbed it with his backhand.

His slender fingers clenched tightly, and his distinct knuckles became more prominent, as if he was going to crush her hand bones in the next second.

……

A red mark instantly appeared on Jing Qingge's tender wrist, causing her face to wrinkle in pain, "What are you doing?"

Wasn't it fine just now? Why did it become like this after answering a phone call?

Ji Yicheng smiled coldly, the cold laughter seemed to come from hell, Jing Qingge shuddered all over, as if a chill rose from the soles of his feet, and rushed to the top of his head in an instant.

"What am I doing?" He pinched her wrist, and with a sudden force, he pressed her whole body against the glass door that had just been smashed open! "Jing Qingge, I should ask you this, what have you done!"

Jing Qingge's whole body shook, as if every bone in his back had been hammered, but he held back the pain.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." She met his bloodthirsty broken eyes.

The smile on the corner of Ji Yicheng's mouth became even more sneering, she was always so stubborn and pitiful, he almost believed her!

"You and Shi Muyang didn't have an appetite when you went to dinner last night, probably because you were in a hurry to go upstairs to get a room!" His voice was like a knife, almost chomping every word.

Jing Qingge frowned suddenly, probably guessing that he knew about her going to the room with Brother Shi yesterday, and was eager to explain,

"Ji Yicheng, it's not what you think, it's "defeat?br />
"Do you still need me to think about it!" He roared suddenly, and slammed her hand away, hitting the door panel hard, his face turned pale from the pain.

 Uh, I feel like I'm about to be seated by the Manchu Rabbit again... I'm a little flustered, the Rabbit runs away silently...

  Good night, I still want to kiss you (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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