chapter 64

Jiang Weicheng felt that this was probably her most "miserable" night. She saw another side of the usually well-behaved and gentle dog.

This time, it's the real other side.

After experiencing this, she realized that those nights that were unbearable for her in the past were actually bearable.

Letting her cry is no longer the limit.

This time, she was... fainted while still alive...

The only thought I had before I fainted was: I knew I shouldn't have begged him before, so I had to be tougher and at least save some face.

But, who would know?

This kind of thing, which means no harm without comparison, no one can predict in advance.

A few years ago, when he was a teenager, he would smile happily, softly and contentedly because of her piece of clothing or a promise, he would be moved for a long time by a birthday cake, and he would feel confused because she drove him away.

.

Who would have known that a few years later, that boy would be able to completely dominate her senses and emotions, bringing her to the edge of "collapse" again and again?

There are a lot of tricks and challenges to the limit.

Because her hands were restrained, she couldn't do anything. She couldn't push him or hug him. She felt intensely uneasy and helpless.

But this uneasiness and helplessness infinitely amplified another feeling that even she herself found incredible.

In order to get him to stop, she said every word in every possible way, every word, every word, he taught her to say it from lip to lip. She didn't know where he learned so many words...

Every word made her cheeks heat up.

Or is it that boys are inherently self-taught in this area?

Her hands were restrained. At first, she moved her feet and twisted her waist to protest, or to show her dissatisfaction, hoping that he would free her.

But soon, as the coolness hit, she gradually became afraid to move.

Because she saw the flame in his dark eyes turned into a raging sea of ​​fire, the kind of fire that could burn her to pieces.

"Chengcheng, do you know how beautiful you are?" He pressed her lips against hers and spoke each word with difficulty, even his voice was trembling.

He obviously suppressed some of his eager emotions again. His slender white fingertips fell on the corners of her eyes, caressing her cheeks very gently, then her lips, chin, and then down her neck.

He started painting again, painting red plum blossoms in the snow, painting stamens with dewdrops in the morning, smearing colors over and over again, even the canvas was almost crushed.

"Xiaochen, be gentle...Xiaochen, I will be angry..." She called him in a low voice, and she didn't know which word stirred his nerves. He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her hard, blocking her lips and making her tremble.

pester her.

She couldn't push him away, she lost her freedom and could only be at his mercy.

He probably realized this earlier than she did, or in other words, this may be his purpose, so that she can't refuse, can't make the decision, and can only passively endure...

Even after this, she would get angry again and ignore him, even refusing to let him into the room for a month, but he would admit it.

Today, he won't stop.

…

Everything was extremely passionate, and he still spoke intermittently between breaths, sometimes to her, sometimes as if just to himself.

"Look, your waist is so thin. If I pinch it like this, I'm really afraid it will be broken..."

"..."

"Chengcheng, do you know how much I love you, do you know..."

"..."

"That day when I saw Angel kissing you, even though she was a girl, I almost went crazy... You didn't understand anything..."

"..."

"Chengcheng...I really want to break you today..."

"..."

Jiang Weicheng couldn't quite hear what he was saying. Her consciousness gradually drifted away...

Jiang Weicheng didn't have the strength to deal with the subsequent events. During the period, he fainted and woke up, what position he changed, when his hands were untied, and he even bullied her again when he took her to wash... She disappeared the whole time.

Extremely resistant.

Later, he gently placed her on the soft sheets, pulled the quilt over and carefully covered her, and then hugged her.

She struggled twice, but he hugged her tighter, even holding her hand that was scratching him, bringing it to her lips and biting it.

It's very light and not painful.

"Don't push me away..." His voice was hoarse, showing a little bit of the grievance and helplessness of being bullied: "Chengcheng, don't bully me all the time, I'm younger than you... You should pamper me and love me...

…”

Jiang Weicheng, who was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes:...

This guy is "full of food and drink", so he's pretending to come back?

I'm really speechless, who is bullying whom?

She was so sleepy that she didn't even want to say anything, so she finally let him hold her and fell asleep in his arms.

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This is the last day of the entire Guoen Art Competition. In the afternoon, contestants will check out one after another, so the last dinner party is scheduled for noon.

This time the venue was in a yacht club by the lake, and part of the banquet even extended from the club's glass garden, through a deck paved with soft carpets and windproof glass covers, to a white yacht on the lake.

The deck of the yacht is wrapped with beautiful pink and white ribbons and decorated with flowers, which looks particularly beautiful amidst the blue sky and clear water. Various desserts and drinks are placed on the long table on the deck for guests to take.

Except for the lower and colder temperatures in winter, there is almost nothing wrong with it.

It is said that when the organizer was looking for a suitable venue for the yacht to be used as part of the celebration banquet, the owner of the yacht took the initiative to borrow it free of charge. However, the yacht only opened the first-floor deck and second-floor observation deck to guests, and the internal cabins were not

Open to the outside world.

But this is enough, because the yacht is very large, especially the deck, which is semi-open and can accommodate twenty or thirty people at the same time.

In the end, the organizers decorated the place as a dessert and wine area, and placed a shelf with wool shawls at the entrance to the glass garden so that some guests with thin clothes could use shawls to keep out the cold when they left the warm room.

But at this moment, Huo Xichen, led by a white man, walked around the deck, stepped onto the gangway, and entered the spacious and bright cabin below.

A moment ago, the other party knocked directly on their door.

Jiang Weicheng was still sleeping deeply. When she heard the doorbell, she frowned and murmured in a hoarse voice. Huo Xichen didn't want to disturb her rest, so he covered her with a quilt and opened the door himself.

The visitor stood outside the door and respectfully expressed in English that someone wanted to see him and asked him to come with him.

Just by looking at the other person's skin color, Huo Xichen had basically guessed who this person was.

The man flew thousands of miles to City B, so naturally he didn't want to return without success. And he decided to come here because he planned to make things clear to the other party once and for all, otherwise he would not give up and continue to harass him again and again, which he was even less willing to do.

He washed briefly, changed his clothes, left a note for her next to the pillow, and then left the room alone.

The cabin was large and luxuriously furnished. Countless spotlights were turned on at the top, and warm air blew in. A middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa. The man with a stethoscope was bending to check him, and then he whispered a few instructions.

sentence.

Huo Xichen knew about his condition and heart problems. He had undergone several surgeries before and had some complications, so he was recuperating in the hospital.

He is not very old this year, forty-eight or nine years old, a few years older than Qu Si'en.

He and Qu Si'en were friends, but they stepped in to steal his girlfriend, but after taking it, he didn't cherish her and quickly abandoned her. Such a person has nothing but the word "scum" in Huo Xichen's heart.

Other words can describe that no amount of money or great achievements can hide the essence beneath the surface.

Qi Jiansheng said a few words to the doctor. When he looked up, he happened to see Huo Xichen appearing in the cabin, and his eyes suddenly froze.

"You're here." He patted the doctor and signaled him to leave first, and then he wanted to get up. Angel, who was sitting on another sofa, stepped forward to support him.

"Dad, please stop standing up. He has feet and will come over."

"Why are you talking? He is your brother. You can either stay quiet or go to the deck yourself."

"I'm not going, it's so cold up there." Angel helped him sit down again, saying that she would be quiet, and then sat back down.

From the conversation between father and daughter, it seems that Qi Jiansheng attaches great importance to Huo Xichen, but the latter remains indifferent.

He didn't even get too close, he stopped a few steps away from the sofa, his cold eyes falling on the opposite side, as if he was waiting for the other party to speak.

"Come over and sit, please?"

"No, I'm fine standing here. If you have anything to say, just say it. My girlfriend is still waiting for me."

Qi Jiansheng looked at the other person up and down. The last time they met in the hospital, he was still lying on the bed, and the other person was wearing a doctor's robe. At first, he didn't see the other person's face clearly. If he hadn't heard his name, he would have never imagined it.

It would not be many years before I would meet him in this situation.

The young man standing in front of him at the moment was tall, straight, and handsome. He had just won the runner-up in the Guoen Competition. He was so outstanding and perfect, which was completely beyond his expectation.

Qi Jiansheng sighed. The other party's indifference and rejection were too obvious, and he had no intention of covering it up.

"Your mother...taught you very well." He tried to start his remarks, but he saw a cold and sarcastic smile on his face.
To be continued...