Use My Life For Your Happiness

Qiao Dongcheng dragged me to a balcony and almost ran into it. I stood looking at the bright sunshine. Qiao Dongcheng looked down at me with great momentum. His eyes, which had always been indifferent, were cold and angry now.

I lean on the balcony, fingers in the pale white tiles on the knock, leisurely to the right, and his whole body dry anger contrast.

He suppressed his anger and roared in a low voice: "Mo Qianxun, are you taking revenge on me?"

I blinked and laughed at him: "revenge you, why revenge you."

"You're with Ji Xiaobei."

"Yes."

"Do you know who he is?"

My attitude is very serious: "this actually has nothing to do with me, who he is. Our relationship is clear. I am his mistress."

His face muscles on a draw, a punch on the balcony, such as trapped animals in general anger, impatience.

He looked at me for a while, grabbed my shoulder and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that you would be like this, Chihiro. What do you think? You need money. You tell me, Chihiro, what do you want?"

"You didn't expect that. I've never been a good person. I want money. I'll make it myself. I won't want you, Joe's

"That's what you are. Use your body to earn and sell. Don't let me look down on you." He growled low.

Is he sad? However, what right does he have to be sad.

When I called him in Paris, he was having fun in a woman's bed. He said, "Chihiro, I'm busy now. I'll call you later."

The old wound in my heart is hooked up. I close my eyes and feel the surging breath at the bottom of my heart. When I open my eyes again, I still smile at him: "yes."

Those in the past, always in the past, I do not want to turn that page sad, helpless, dark.

Sell the body, he knows not, proud like me, how to sell, he only knows to blame, well, there is no need to explain anything to him, he is not my person, there is no need to explain to him.

I turned away from him with a smile.

Close up Ji Xiaobei's suit. It's a little cold.

Turning out of the place, I saw Ji Xiaobei leaning against the door of the rest room, looking at his watch impatiently and smoking hard.

The thick carpet covered my footsteps. When the light and shadow covered him, he looked up, and the smile in the dark pupil floated up.

I took off the cigarette between his fingers and left it in the garbage can: "to be fair, if you don't want me to smoke, don't tempt me."

He closed my shoulder and gave me a big kiss on the cheek as soon as he tilted his head: "let's eat. I'm hungry."

I hold his waist, soft and boneless to him.

This is the rule of a mistress, let a person see is not a good woman type fox spirit.

Qiao Dongcheng called coldly behind: "Mo Qianxun, stop."

"Chihiro baby, I'll take you to eat delicious food today."

"Good."

Qiao Dongcheng, my fiance is just a piece of paper. It's not binding. He's my gold owner, and it's the principle that I accept his joy.