Kiss You, Sweetheart

I don't want to be eliminated deliberately by you, so I know that you don't want to see me at all, but I still have the cheek to ask you to give me a hand and don't embarrass me any more. At least, in this game, be fair to me. I really need the money. "

With that, Demi raised her head. Her eyes were red. She looked at Song Zhixin with a cold face full of hope, as if she was not moved. Her heart was tight.

"Is that OK, Zhixin?"

Zhixin What a kind of intimate address it used to sound like, but in Song Zhixin's ears, it was a kind of tenderness to achieve his goal.

She's using him again.

This woman Song Zhixin's mouth gently raised a sneer, and his eyes fell on Demi.

Demi's face has changed.

Song Zhixin walked closer to her, his body was full of smoke, covering his own aroma. He looked down at her, some slight, some heartache.

If it was not for fear that he would embarrass her, she would never have called him. Will never stand in front of him, full of guilt to apologize to him. Never call him "Zhixin" so gently.

She is such a woman who is good at making use of others!

Song Zhixin's heart gave a sharp pain, his throat slipped slightly, and his voice was very low: "so, you appeared in front of me just to get the money, and said sorry to me. Just for the money, just call me Zhixin? It's only for the money that you shed tears in front of me. "

When song Zhixin said these words coldly, Demi's heart cooled. It turned out that she didn't move him, but made him angry.

"Don't bend my meaning..." She hastened to explain.

Song Zhixin gave a cold, selective smile, put out the cigarette end in the ashtray, walked a few steps, then came to Demi's face, pinched her chin, slightly narrowed her eyes: "since you want the money so much, what's the use of begging me? I'll stand in front of you and beg. It's better to sneak in. "

Demi's eyes widened.

She really didn't want to "sneak" him. She simply thought that after she said that to him with emotion and reason, he would be soft hearted, and then let her play fair.

The result was unexpected.

Demi bit her lip slightly. There was a pain in her eyes. She choked her voice: "don't do that..."

"Don't do that?" Song Zhixin twisted his brows, but sarcastically said, "don't you want to hide the rules when you take the initiative to send them to the judges' room? You say yourself so pitiful, just want to put a good-looking coat on this hidden rule. In fact, you know that your only advantage is your body. "

Demi: --

She took a deep breath of the cold air, and her head deviated from Song Zhixin's fingers. She never thought that she would sell her body in exchange for Zheng Baogang's medical expenses.

Besides, song Zhixin is engaged and nominally married. She doesn't want to get entangled with him physically.

Since the request is useless, she also admitted that she had never participated in the competition.

"Sorry to disturb you." Demi, in a low, mournful voice, turned to leave.

But song Zhixin pulled her by the wrist and pulled her hard into his arms. There was an irresistible anger on his face: "I just make you avoid it?"