CEO's Forced Love

Before the bus reached the stop sign of Xingyu capital, she got off the bus in advance.

Jane Huan saw a love movie in the cinema, which was adapted from a popular Korean drama many years ago. In fact, she didn't see much, because she already knew the end of the story. The man died and the woman died in front of his tombstone.

When she came out of the cinema, around 7 p.m., Jane Huan didn't take the bus anymore and walked directly back to Xingyu capital.

A tall figure stood under the street lamp next to the apartment building, and her pulse of eyes fainted in the dim light. Jian Huan walked slightly. After all, she passed by. Yan Jingshen's handsome face was blurred in the night.

He looked at her and gently shouted, "Huanhuan." * sad and serious.

I don't know if she was influenced by the tragic film just now. After listening to the cry, Jane Huan suddenly felt that her nose was sour.

Yan Jingshen's face wasn't much better. Looking at the red tide on his face, I'm afraid his fever hasn't subsided. His eyes are full of blood, but he still stared at her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye. "I didn't see you when I woke up, so I came over."

A burst of warm liquid poured into her eyes. Jane Huan pressed it down forcibly, but looked back at him faintly.

Yan Jingshen was silent. He bowed his head, a little embarrassed, and looked like a child who had done something wrong, praying for forgiveness and forgiveness.

"Go back and don't come back again." Jane Huan's tone was impatient.

Yan Jingshen stretched out her hand and tried to hold her, but she carried her hand behind her and quickly avoided his touch.

His hands were frozen in the air and hadn't been put down for a long time. Don't open your eyes. There are so many things to think of today that her heart was filled with sour and astringent. How beautiful it was, and then how fragmented it was in retrospect.

Yan Jingshen's eyes caught the iron box in Jian Huan's other hand. The familiar pattern made him open his mouth and want to say anything, but finally turned into a voice: "Huanhuan."

Jane Huan didn't seem to hear his murmur and went directly to the door of the apartment building.

Yan Jingshen followed, and Jian Huan finally couldn't bear to look back: "what do you want to do?"

Yan Jingshen was so embarrassed that he clubbed there.

Jane Huan turned around and continued to take out the key, but he pulled her wrist and said in a hoarse voice, "you haven't forgotten at all."

"What if I haven't forgotten? Don't you know that those memories can only reflect how humble I have been these years?" Jane Huan closed her eyes and didn't turn back. "I'll be tired one day, Yan Jingshen. Now I'm tired, really tired."

Yan Jingshen suddenly came forward and pulled her body. Under the light, there were faint tears on her face.

Jane Huan turned her head, her eyelashes drooped slightly, Yan Jingshen also flushed her eyes, and her voice choked. "You obviously still love me. Why do you say you're tired? You didn't throw away this needle, which means you still remember every bit between us. Didn't you say you'd always be with me?"

Jane Huan tried to push him away, but he held her tightly.

"Let go." when Jane Huan closed her eyes, tears welled up: "don't you mind if I gave birth to other men?"

"I don't mind." Yan Jingshen hugged her tightly and frowned: "let's start over and forget the past."

"How do you want to start over? Yan Jingshen, do you really don't mind? Then why are you so afraid to let me mention it? Just as I mind you having a good time with Jane Qinli, whenever you think of it, it's like a dagger in your heart. How can you forget it?"

Yan Jingshen was pushed away by Jane Huan. He stared at Jane Huan in a daze. His eyebrows looked like a picture. At the moment, he was stained with moisture. His lips were still light pink. Xiuting's nose was red. He suddenly rushed over and held her face and kissed her hard.

Jane Huan was forced to kiss by him. When she reacted, she struggled desperately, and a strong sense of resistance rose in her heart.

However, no matter how she hit him or pushed him, Yan Jingshen refused to let go. Suddenly, his crotch hurt and gave a dull hum. Almost immediately he let go of her, Jian Huan ran to the side of the lawn and leaned down to retch.

When he kissed her, what came to her mind was the picture of him kissing her woman.

Yan Jingshen looked at such a Jane Huan, and the bottom of his heart was desolate.

Jane Huan slowly bent down and squatted by the lawn. She held her arms and closed her wet eyes, exhausted.

The cold night wind blew, but Yan Jingshen didn't feel any cold. He just wanted to protect her in his arms. Just like in the alley that year, he held her tightly and made a promise to her. She was his and always his. How could he allow her to withdraw from his world?

Jane Huan's thin body trembled uncontrollably. She bit her lower lip tightly. How can she forget her feelings for so many years, but what can she do if she doesn't forget?

After a long time, she looked up, her eyes were wet and red, and said in a hoarse voice, "when I was artificially pregnant and gave birth to a child, I was anxious to go back to Fengcheng before I was born. My body has been not very good since then. I don't want to spend any more with you. Depth of field, forget it, we can't go back."