The Romantic CEO

Jiang Yichen naturally discovered it.

He let go of her cheek and wrist, as if the voice of hell Asura split in her ear, he gently smile: "originally, you like this way."

The pain is so painful that I can't even speak.

She put her head up, inhaled her nose, stifled the tears in her eyes, then wiped her body with a paper towel, and slowly put on her clothes one by one.

After wearing it, he tied up his long hair and was silent for a while. He suddenly remembered something and asked in a hoarse voice, "is there any water?"

A bottle of water reached her hand.

She pulled the emergency contraceptive out of her bag and was held by a man before she opened it.

Their eyes met in mid air, and they were cold.

Finally, Jiang Yichen shook her hand away.

After swallowing the medicine, he slowly drank the water, and finally leaned back on the chair. The whole person was weak and weak.

I think it's really sad.

Humble and cheap are not enough to describe her just now.

What's more shameful is that in this compulsive way, she even -

and her reaction is more intense than ever.

Ah -

the two men were tacitly silent. Jiang Yichen pushed the door open and went down. Finally, the driver came to take care of him back to Xinghe garden.

When taking a bath, she found a faint blood stain on her underwear. Her aunt had just finished, so it should not be, that is, it was torn.

…………

Jiang Yichen went directly to the company.

The old man's condition stabilized for the time being, so he came back to a city. The company still had a lot of things to deal with, and the woman didn't seem to worry much.

Sitting in front of the huge French window, the man looked at the heavy dark night and thought of the scene just now.

She had a more violent reaction than ever before in this compulsion.

Because I told myself in my heart that this was not my own voluntary, so I would not suppress my feelings so obviously, so I would have such a profound and wanton feeling.

What kind of psychology is this.

Does sleeping with him make her feel so stressed?

Jiang Yichen frowned deeply, and his impatience came upon him.

Mobile phone "Ding Dong" a message came in.

Originally, Jiang Yichen didn't want to be in charge of it.

but soon the phone has been Kwai Dong.

Jiang Yichen turned the swivel chair back and saw rows of messages on the mobile phone page.

"Uncle Jiang, I'm coming to a city next Saturday!"

"When I first came to a city, I'm not familiar with my place of life. I'm a little scared."

"You'll arrange for someone to take care of me when grandpa says that, really?"

"I want to go to the concert by the way, but I haven't got any tickets. I'll have to go to the scene and look for scalpers."

"When I get the ticket, I can show you the concert."

Then it comes with a cute expression pack.

The young girl in her early twenties likes to pursue stars and everything new and fashionable. Moreover, she has a strong desire to talk. What can be said in one paragraph, however, has to be divided into several sections, and she even wants to send it word by word.

Xie Jinshu is the granddaughter of Xie Zhongyao, the commander-in-chief of the military region. She is the youngest and the only girl in the family. She has four brothers. The best relationship between her and her is Xie Ronghuan, the fourth young master of the Xie family. This brother is eccentric and even violent, but she is really good for her sister.

At home, she was simply spoiled, as if she had grown up in a honey pot, without any setbacks, and her personality was especially like a little princess. Although she was not too arrogant and overbearing, she still had a small temper.

Carefree and loved by thousands of little girls, the way to speak is also particularly lively and lovely.

Jiang Yichen looked at that row of news with the expression package, the corner of his lips hook a little smile.

Uncle?

Are you old enough to be called Uncle by a 20-year-old girl?

Yeah!

Originally, his children were already three or four years old, and they would call dad.

I don't know if it's a boy or a girl.

Just came in such a hurry and left in a hurry.

Think about it.

Time is really heartless.

…………

I took a day off.

She was in such pain that she stayed up all night.

The next day I got up early and looked at my pale face in the mirror for a long time.

Today's weather is not very good, cloudy and rainy. I changed a long black windbreaker and bought a bunch of blue wind chimes in the flower shop and went to the cemetery.

She put the blue wind chime in front of the tombstone, looking at the familiar face, sad, heartache, straight kneeling down.It's been so many years since the death of the dead, and the sound and smile still exist in the photos.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

This is her first time. She was ready to come after she got out of prison, but she was always afraid of coming. Yes, she was.

She felt guilty, for fear that visiting her mother in the cemetery would upset her mother.

Because she destroyed her bright life.

She had a good hand, but she broke it.

Because, if it wasn't for her -

her mother would not have been lying in this cold and warm underground, even without a person to speak.

So she was afraid to face it all the time.

But today.

She is so miserable that she always wants to talk to someone.

Rainy weather, the cemetery empty, no one, it seems a bit lonely.

Care of the cry is very small, there is no heartrending wail, just in the silence of tears.

She has a lot of things to say to her mother, but she thinks about it and doesn't know what to say. Only guilt, remorse and remorse are the complex emotions in her heart.

The sky is low, the whole sky is full of gray haze, depressing people's mood.

The rain fell on her head, shoulders and cheeks, and ran down with hot tears. Her eyes were so dry and stinging that tears were almost unable to flow out.

The rain seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Originally, it was just a drizzle of rain. Later, it began to pour faintly. However, she had no intention of leaving because she didn't hold an umbrella. However, she didn't mean to go. She just knelt there all the time, and her hands were on the ground. Because of the excessive force, she became pale as ashes.

I don't know when, there is a gentle step sound.

A pair of black leather shoes fell on her side, and at the same time, a big black umbrella was opened on her head, helping her to block all the wind and rain between heaven and earth.

She raised her face and looked up along the shiny leather shoes. It was a straight and straight smoky grey trousers, a slim and high-grade narrow version suit. Then, she met a strange man's face.

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