However, at that time she still didn't want to forgive Ji Rufeng. This man had experienced too little things and was too easy to trust people.

She punished him, broke up with him, and "double out" with seven. In fact, she didn't want to let go of his hand and didn't dare to return to him.

Her mental state has never been good. During that time, she often dreamed of the painting painted by Jiang Xuerou, dreaming of him and Jiang Xuerou doing the most intimate thing in the world, dreaming of him saying that the words on his chest were really annoying, he went crazy and sleepwalking again and again, and the most outrageous time almost strangled to death as Ji Rufeng.

How dare she come back?

Ji Rufeng was unprepared for her. Should he come back and chop him up in the middle of the night?

She didn't want to regret or hurt him, so she had to separate. But at the moment when the bullet penetrated her body, looking at the man's panic and desperate look, the extreme pain in her heart made her unable to torture this man anymore. She wanted him to forget her and start over, but her strength was lost little by little in her body, and what she said in the end was just a saying to live well.

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, and the dense kiss fell on the man's chest, on the word...

From a beautiful sunny morning to a bright sunset and sunset, this is a long-lost carnival of love.

As the sunset jumped in through the curtains mischievously, she lay in his arms and spoke slowly, "Do you owe me anything."

Just as she said to Jiang Xuerou, in love, there is no difference between winning or losing, no right or wrong, and no depth, it is just that they love each other in different ways.

She didn't want to care about the tragedy of the past, but now she just wants to be with him.

Just as he said, he believed in her, and she believed in him, and from now on, we will be together well.

Half-drowning, Zhao Jian got up from his arms.

Ji Rufeng hugged her waist, his voice hoarse, "Where to go?"

"I can't give birth anymore," she said.

Ji Rufeng was stunned and then woke up.

"Oh." He said.

With a "slap", she hit him, "Are you so dull?"

The man smiled, hugged her and turned around and pressed the person under her body again, and kissed her gently on her forehead, "Why do you think I want a child? Apart from the evil taste of men, I want to put my own things into your body, and watch it grow bigger and bigger..."

Zhao Jian raised his foot and kicked it, but someone held his thigh and pulled it apart. The man touched her with his hand and said, "I just want to get a new little life from here, I just want to..."

He smiled slightly and spoke again, "Save you."

He entered her body inch by inch, crossing his hands and fingers, occupying her again and again.

Zhao Jian wanted to kick him out, but every time he raised his leg, it only made it convenient for him.

The two of them did not take Huanhuan back in the end. It was not that Zhao Jian didn't want to take it, but that Ji Rufeng was crazy and pressed her to prevent her from getting up from the bed.

In addition, she felt that she had to change a bed in the room.

Finally, when he was hungry and dizzy, he lay on the kitchen table and watched him cook, Zhao Jian said again: "I'm telling you seriously, I really can't give birth."

"If you can't have children, you can't have children. It's enough for us to have fun."

"Don't you mind?"

The man paused his hand and looked at her, "I just mind whether you are alive, whether you are alive, whether you are by my side, whether you are...happy."

Zhao Jian rolled his eyes, "My mouth is getting looser and smoother."

She snatched the bowl from the man, then sucked another pair of chopsticks before she even came out of the kitchen and started eating.
Chapter completed!