Hello,Mr.School Prince

She didn't speak, she just nodded.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wang Jiaohua shook her head.

She lowered her head slightly and bit her lower lip gently.

In fact, she felt a fire in her body, and a feeling of emptiness and madness.

She is not Ling Weifeng that kind of sentiment idiot, knows this kind of feeling is how to return a responsibility.

She was too ashamed to face Fang Jiming.

What's the matter? I didn't have this feeling before. Could she change color.

You want to fall when you see a God?

Fang Yiming reached out and helped her with her scarf.

When her hand touched her face, Wang Jiaohua's body trembled slightly and almost groaned.

She was stiff with fear of being seen.

Fang Jiming, who has been paying attention to her, naturally sees her unnatural.

Frowning is, "is it hard?"

Wang Jiaohua shook her head and did not dare to open her mouth for fear of making any shameful voice.

Hold your fists tight.

She couldn't stand the feeling of electric shock. Her fingernails pinched directly into her palm.

The slight pain, some cold night wind, finally made her sober up.

"No more? Shall we go back now

It's chilly in spring, and the temperature is still relatively low at night.

He couldn't bear to take her cold wind like this.

Wang Jiaohua still did not speak, she is still very uncomfortable.

My voice seems to be burnt hoarse.

The car drove to the downstairs of the apartment. Fang Jiming got out of the car first, then walked around to her side to help her untie her seat belt.

She reached for the roof of the car for fear that she might touch her head.

It was dark outside, and he couldn't see her hands.

Send her upstairs, Wang Jiaohua does not want him to go in.

She doesn't know what happened to her now. If he goes in, she doesn't hold back and knocks him down.

What a shame. It made her look hungry.

She stood at the door and did not speak. She hoped that Fang Jiming would offer to go back.

After all, he is a very gentlemanly and cultured person, and he will not spend the night with her.

The only time was that night when Bu Zhiyao came back, she was drunk.

He stayed here all night.

In the past, Fang is sure to go back.

After all, he respected her and would not go beyond it.

But not tonight. She's drunk. He doesn't trust her to be alone.

So he put his hands in his pocket and said slowly, "don't you ask me to go in and sit down?"

"Ah?" Wang Jiaohua has some mistakes.

"I'm thirsty."

"Ah? Oh, oh. " Wang Jiaohua said, this just a little hesitant to open the door.

After changing her shoes, she did not dare to stop and went straight to the kitchen.

"You sit down first, and I'll get you some water."

She opened the refrigerator door and pushed her head in. The cold feeling finally made her head clear.

After blowing the refrigerator for a long time, Wang Jiaohua came out with two glasses of water.

One cup is hot water. Give it to Fang Jiming.

She brought herself a glass of ice water.

Cool down.

She sat very primly and fidgety.

Fang Yiming looked at the glass that he had received. There were some red on the transparent glass.

He frowned and looked closer, his face slightly changed.

He grabbed her hand. "What's going on?"

There were three deep nail marks on the palm of her hand, and the blood on them was not dry.

Almost electrocuted, Wang Jiaohua quickly put her hand back.

He grabbed her hand, and her impulse was more obvious.

Seeing that her body was taut and straight, and her face was suffused with abnormal redness, he probably guessed why.

The heart is angry, but also helpless.

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