Chapter 385 I've Made My Mind, Don't Go!
Ridiculously, "Song Jin, you said you love me so much, but seeing me being bullied, you don't want to seek justice for me at all?"

He immediately panicked, with a dignified look, and said solemnly, "Chaochao, I'm wrong if you think so, am I trying to find a way?"

"Then, have you ever thought that you have so many wine and meat friends around you, can't you ask them to help you think about it?"

"Okay, okay, I'll figure it out, give me some time, won't you?"

Song Jin straightened her body, kissed her with a playful smile, and coaxed her tenderly, "My little baby, I, Song Jin, a dignified man, how can I let my own woman be wronged, don't worry, give me some time to think about it."

"Ah."

Only then did Nan Chaochao show a happy smile.

Jiang Liangliang quietly slipped back to the bathroom, her chest was heaving violently, her expression was full of pain and resentment.

Several times she couldn't help it, and wanted to rush out and tear the face of this pair of dogs and men.

In the end, there was only a sliver of reason left, which made her calm down.

She thought of the past, every time she and Song Jin struggled fiercely, Song Jin's irritable temper would strike her.

Until now, she finally understood that Song Jin was by no means a good man.

If she directly tore it apart, with Song Jin's personality, he would definitely use violence against her, right?

Jiang Liangliang took a deep breath, and then let out a deep breath of depression. She asked in a calm voice, "Song Jin, I'm done. Where do you put the clothes?"

When Song Jin heard this, he immediately became anxious, "Go quickly, if you don't go, it will be too late."

"No, I've made up my mind." After Nan Chaochao finished speaking, he went straight into the closet and closed the closet door.

"Song Jin, are you alright? I'm so cold."

Song Jin heard her urging voice again, and hurriedly responded, "Here we come."

Reluctantly, he took a set of pajamas and walked out of the room.

"Open the door."

Only then did Jiang Liangliang open a gap, took the clothes, and closed the door again.

After she got dressed, she took another deep breath, trying to adjust the complex and frantic emotions in her heart.

She couldn't let Song Jin live so easily.

Opening the bathroom door, she was wiping her hair with a dry towel. When passing by the door of the room, her eyes glanced at the wardrobe intentionally or unintentionally.

Nan Chaochao, you like hiding in the closet so much, then let her lock it up inside.

"what happened?"

Song Jin, who couldn't wait for her to come out for a long time, took a closer look and saw her standing in front of the door, he was a little flustered.

"No……."

Jiang Liangliang was a little nervous, but managed to calm down, "...I was thinking, the hair dryer seems to be in the closet."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the closet.

"Hey." Song Jin's urgent cry caught her off guard, with a confused look on her face, "What's wrong?"

He quickly regained his panic, and pulled her to sit on the chair of the dressing table, "I'll get it, you sit still and don't move."

Her heart sank deeply, and she saw his true appearance more and more clearly.

"coming."

He plugged in the plug, pressed the switch, and began to blow-dry her hair seriously.

She stared blankly at each other in the mirror with complicated thoughts.

What a gentle and considerate picture...

Every time he did this in the past, her heart was very warm, thinking that he must love her very much in his heart to be so gentle to her.

But now, this layer of tenderness is nothing but sugar-coated shells. After being peeled off deeply, the inside is rotting and smelly.

After he finished blowing, Jiang Liangliang took a comb and passed it behind him.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like