who is he?

The number one chief killer of US imperialism is directly ordered by the president. He is lonely and unattainable.

Just like what he said, he can't put down his body to please someone just because of the guilt in his heart. There are thousands of ways to make up for it, but this is the only way he can't use it.

Because she understands, she believes.

Understand his personality and behavior, and clearly know that he cannot be someone who will wrong him.

Relatively speechless, the two looked at each other quietly.

The anger in Christine's eyes gradually dissipated, and Catherine's blue eyes were always calm, like a pool of water without any waves.

After as long as a century, the enthusiasm in Christine's eyes was gradually extinguished by time. He laughed at himself and raised the corners of his lips. He smiled, and he held his forehead dejectedly: "Women are really fickle. I forced it. You Let's go, go wherever you want, I won't stop you. Catherine, this time, you are completely free."

His tall body walked towards the bedroom step by step. Catherine stood by the door and watched his figure slowly disappear from sight.

With a bang, the master bedroom door closed, and his figure completely disappeared from her sight.

She stayed there for a long time, until the blood was not circulating and her feet were numb, and Catherine came back to her senses.

Thinking about what he yelled just now, not only did he not feel wronged, but there was a sweet secret joy in his heart?

He wasn't sympathizing with her, he wasn't pitying her, so what was it?

What made him change his attitude and try his best to accommodate her, even to curry favor with her?

Catherine didn't understand, but the strong thirst for knowledge and curiosity in her heart made her take steps towards the master bedroom.

Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, light footsteps followed, getting closer, getting closer...

Christine was lying on the bed, her closed eyes and eyelashes trembling slightly, even when she heard the sound, she didn't open her eyes.

The mattress slumped slightly, and Catherine sat by the bed, seeing his naked upper body, thin and with a layer of sexy luster, she turned her head quickly, trying not to look at it.

That would make her blush and her heart beat, her mouth dry and her sexy body.

With her head down, Catherine reached out and pulled his finger, but Christine didn't move.

She pulled again. This time, the force was a bit too strong. Christine couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. She quietly opened her eyes as deep as the sea, and said in a neutral voice: "Aren't you leaving?"

Catherine took a deep breath, and opened her mouth tentatively: "Do you... like me?"

"Say it again." Christine said in a displeased tone, not seeing her mouth shape clearly just now.

Just say it!

"Do you like me?" This time, she no longer hesitated and said word by word.

"Who... who likes you? You are so passionate!" Christine frowned as if someone had stepped on her tail, and her tone was suspiciously excited.

Catherine pretended to be sorry, and sighed, "I thought you liked me, and I was willing to stay for you. Since I am self-indulgent, it seems that I have no reason to stay. I am leaving, how much do you want to stay?" Take care of yourself."

After speaking, he stood up and walked out.

Christine's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, am I willing to stay for you?

In the next second, she turned over, jumped out of the bed, and chased after her in a few strides, grabbed her wrist from behind, pulled her hard, and hugged her whole body in her arms, panting slightly: "You You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

ps: There will be an update tonight, all kinds of absences...

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