deliberate kiss

Chapter 177 Don't Forgive You
"Then you can stay," Cheng Weiyue patted Li Die on the side, and said softly, "Let's go."

Li Die snorted coldly, "That's right, there's nothing to argue with this kind of person, let's go to another place."

"What do you mean by such a person?" The woman looked at Li Die with a bit of resentment in her eyes.

"Who are you, do you need me to explain to you?" Li Die looked at the anger on the woman's face with a smile, and said coolly: "You know how these things on your body come from!"

People are like this, the more they taboo something, the more they fear it.

Li Die's words lifted the woman's fig leaf, as if she was naked in public, the woman's face became unnatural and flushed, until she saw that Cheng Weiyue had got up and was about to leave, she finally react.

All the shame and embarrassment just now suddenly turned into unspeakable anger.

Cheng Weiyue felt her arm being pulled by someone, she fell back unexpectedly, and the moment she raised her eyes, she saw the woman's angry and ferocious face.

She raised her hand high, and she was about to slap it down.

Cheng Weiyue quickly grasped her wrist, her eyes were rarely cold: "Enough is enough."

Seeing the situation getting out of control, Gu Lanshan stepped forward without hesitation, trying to smooth things over.

She just wanted to make Cheng Weiyue unhappy, but if the other party really bumped into each other, it might not end well.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard a suppressed and cold voice: "What are you all doing here?"

Cheng Weiyue's hand pinching the woman's wrist froze.

It can only be said that she once devoted too much effort to Zhao Hanchen, so she felt familiar with his every move, even just a voice.

Nothing to do with feelings, just memories.

Night has just fallen in Jingcheng, and the hustle and bustle and silence are staged in the corners of the city at the same time.

Cheng Weiyue was pulled upstairs by Zhao Hanshen's arm.

It seemed that someone was setting off fireworks, and the sound of fireworks bursting in the air came in through the half-closed doors and windows.

Cheng Weiyue saw Zhao Hanshen sitting opposite her, her eyes were red with alcohol, and her fingertips were whitening as she pinched the rattan armrest.

He said with a fake smile: "Ningning, at least I helped you out, can't you even say thank you?"

Cheng Weiyue was kind, and said thank you in a calm tone.

A long and grinding silence.

Cheng Weiyue heard Zhao Han gritted his teeth and laughed.

This kind of him is far from Cheng Weiyue's memory.

She glanced at the locked door, her tone remained calm: "I've sent Zhou Jingwei the location."

Zhao Han looked at her in disbelief: "Is that why you don't want to see me?"

The fireworks outside the window seem to be more intense, blooming endlessly.

Cheng Weiyue put her hands on her knees, still in such a gentle and obedient posture, but when she said it, she said coldly: "I don't want to."

Zhao Hanchen had never felt that being drunk was such an uncomfortable thing. His lips were so pursed that he turned white. He didn't need to think about it to know how ugly his face must be at this moment.

He suddenly stood up and walked quickly to Cheng Weiyue.

The latter still maintained his sitting posture, looking up at him with dull emotion in his eyes.

It's like looking at a...inconsequential stranger.

Zhao Hanshen's Adam's apple rolled quickly, and there was a burning sensation in his throat, and then the smell of blood surged up.

His voice was so soft that he felt powerless, he said, "Ningning, I'm sorry."

Cheng Weiyue still looked at him quietly.

Every second is a trial.

"I was too young at that time, you should allow me to make unintentional mistakes."

He still couldn't hold back, his fear and uneasiness made him find a reasonable excuse for himself.

Cheng Weiyue didn't know if she heard it clearly, or if she wanted to hear it clearly.

She said something completely irrelevant: "You let me go now, wait until the scene is not too ugly."

Zhao Han's heart seemed to be hollowed out, bloody.

Cheng Weiyue felt a sudden increase in the force in her throat, Zhao Han's heavy hand clasped her neck, her fingertips were shivering.

He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling unconsciously, and he said, "Ningning, you said you forgive me, so I'll open the door."

at last.

Cheng Weiyue thought of these two words.

He hasn't changed at all, he is still selfish and arrogant.

Cheng Weiyue felt sad for a moment, because of herself who liked him in those years.

Let's see, Cheng Weiyue, what kind of person did you once like?

She lowered her eyebrows and did not look at him, her voice became colder and colder: "Impossible."

Zhao Hanshen's eyes became more and more bloodshot, he looked at Cheng Weiyue for a long time, anger and regret flashed across his eyes, and finally turned into sadness.

Slowly lowering his hand, Cheng Weiyue heard him say: "Do you want to force me to death?"

Where did this come from?

She didn't say anything, Zhao Han sneered, and said, "Or do you have to ask me to kneel in front of you like last time to relieve my anger?"

"Cheng Weiyue, what do you want, just tell me, okay?"

There was a hasty knock on the door, and Cheng Weiyue who hadn't responded suddenly stood up and said to herself, "Zhou Jingwei has come to see me."

The moment they passed by, Zhao Hanshen hugged her in his arms without thinking.

He hugged him so tightly, as if he was going to rub himself into the flesh and blood.

Cheng Weiyue could smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body.

He had been drinking, and if that was the case, then it all made sense.

"Let go" Cheng Weiyue said, struggling very hard, but the latter was determined not to let go, the strength was so different that there was no room for change.

"Don't let go, I let go, you are going to find Zhou Jingwei." His words were very soft, even with a sense of grievance, which was the complete opposite of his forceful actions.

Cheng Weiyue just listened to the more rapid knocking on the door, and no longer wanted to continue entanglement with Zhao Hanshen.

She whispered: "Zhao Hanshen, I can't go back. I can't go back a long time ago."

Accompanied by Cheng Weiyue's words, Zhao Han felt his heart sink slightly.

He closed his eyes heavily, his eyelids flushed red.

There was nothing he could do at the end of his life.

Zhao Hanchen had never thought of appearing in front of Cheng Weiyue so abruptly. He had already experienced her attitude towards him when he was in Yulian that day.

But when he stood on the second floor and saw the familiar face in his memory, he still couldn't restrain his heart and walked towards her step by step.

How can we restrain ourselves?

Love cannot be restrained.

Outside the door, Zhou Jing only wore a beige suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and a gentle appearance.It's just that he knocked on the door, and he could feel impatience.

This was the first time Li Zhao saw him since Zhou Jingwei kicked him into the hospital last time.

How do you say that?The shadow of a bow and a snake is indeed justified.

(End of this chapter)