Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Now think about it, she is really selfish. She uses each other's feelings selfishly to treat the pain of being rejected for single love.

"Jun Jingshu, did I really hurt you deeply?" she couldn't help asking.

"What do you think?" the self mockery at the corner of his lips became more obvious.

She took a deep breath, looked at him seriously and said, "if it's not enough to finish those things in the booklet, you can tell me what I should do to make you feel better and heal some of the harm to you?"

He fixed his eyes on her. After a long time, he said, "if you really want me to feel better, hold me now."

She almost didn't think about it. She raised her hand and hugged him with the hand he didn't hold.

The sadness in his eyes stabbed her and made her want to make every effort to make up for it. Everything stems from her selfishness and absurdity, and the once gentle him disappeared because of her.

If she could, she hoped that one day, she could see his smile as before.

Her behavior seemed to make him a little worried. His body was rigidly held by her and felt her temperature and breath.

It seems that she was in a trance. It seems that she went back to three years ago. At that time, she was drunk and took the initiative to hold him. She was very drunk, "Jing Shu, you are so cute. I like the way you smile, clean and charming. You say, why are you so good-looking? If my friends know that I have a boyfriend like you in the future, they will envy me!"

At that time, he thought heaven was just like this.

If... She didn't leave when she woke up the next day

He slowly softened his body and buried his face into her shoulder. Did he hate her? But why, at this moment, did he want to be held by her until the end of time and white hair?

What does he hate?

Perhaps, in fact, he has already understood in his heart that what he hates most is why the person she loves is not him, rather than hating her cheating, using and leaving without saying goodbye!

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On such a night, Jun Jingshu really didn't loosen his hand. Even Zhou Yici couldn't help admiring himself. He really held hands with Jun Jingshu all night.

When she opened her eyes, Zhou Yici looked at Jun Jingshu lying beside her. Did he hold her to the bed? She only remembered that she had been sitting on the sofa yesterday. At first, they talked for a while. Later, she didn't know what to talk about. She simply played with her mobile phone with one hand, while he continued to look at his foreign language book.

Then she played with her mobile phone for a while, and felt bored. Unknowingly, she stared at him and compared him with him three years ago.

At such a sight, unconsciously, she went to sleep like this.

At the moment, her hand under the sheet could feel it and was still held by his hand, and he closed his eyes as if he were still sleeping

Zhou Yici looked at Jun Jingshu and suddenly thought of a question. Did she sleep with him? Although in fact, nothing happened to them, it seemed that this was the first time she slept in a bed with a man when she was an adult.