Kiss You, Sweetheart

"No

"You don't want an opportunity that others can't even dive?"

Demi looked at him with red eyes. "I don't want to save my father with the money I got from my body."

"Do you think your body is clean?"

Demi: --

The body mercilessly trembled for a while.

Song Zhixin looked down at her, his eyes showed a deep meaning: "four games, let me sleep four times, the first is you."

Demi looked at him with wide eyes, her chest undulating slightly.

What does he think of her as?

Song Zhixin's chest is more undulating than her. He grabs her wrist and slightly tightens it, as if afraid that she will go away. His eyes flashed a little uneasy: "I've slept so many times, and I don't care about these four times, but it can save your father's life. Isn't it worthwhile?"

Demi looked into song Zhixin's cold eyes and bit her lips. After a long time, she said, "do you have to humiliate me like this?"

Shame?

Song Zhixin's face became ugly, and there was still anger in his eyes. He grabbed her shoulders and said, "this is a gift to you. Be content. I'm not song Zhixin, who was dazzled six years ago, and you're not Demi, who can tease me at will.

I love you, but for the sake of the past, I pity you. If you miss this chance, your father will die. "

Demi's body shakes, and her chest is full of anger, grievances, and all kinds of emotions. She uses a subtle force to break away from Song Zhixin's control.

Mouth static Wan a sneer, very calm said: "goodbye, excuse me."

Song Zhixin bited his cheek and looked at her coldly. His hand on his side trembled slightly. His tone was a little urgent: "Demi, you can't even sacrifice yourself. What kind of filial piety are you talking about?"

Demi murmured her lips. Finally, without saying anything, she turned and walked steadily towards the door.

Song Zhixin took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly, clenched into fists, and his eyes burst out with anger.

Step by step, she finally came to the door. Without looking back, she directly opened the door and went out without hesitation.

Song Zhixin's body, after the door slowly closed, involuntarily staggered.

She really has no feelings for him. Once, now, after This life, her heart does not belong to him, he will never get.

Song Zhixin's heart was so painful that he bent down and his fist was white.

Demi walked to the elevator step by step, tears burst out of the bank after closing the door.

She actually turned down the deal.

She really refused the only chance to get close to him.

How great, Kexin, why is it so painful?

Her pain is that she can't raise the operation fee for Zheng Baogang. Is that unfilial? Song Zhixin is right. He has been asked to sleep so many times. Why not sleep four more times?

However, she really did not want to use the money to sell her body to save Zheng Baogang.

As the elevator slid away, Demi didn't go in. She knew that once she stepped in, the medical expenses and the event would be over. Demi wiped her tears and was about to enter the elevator when her mobile phone rang. Her foot, which had already been put in for half a step, was pulled back.

It's my brother Zheng Yangfan. It's Friday. He's at home.

Demi answered in a steady voice: "Xiaofan."

"Sister." Zheng Yangfan's voice was a little weepy, which made Demi's heart tighten.