In those twelve years, he could clearly know that she would not like other men.

But now, he is becoming more and more uncertain.

More and more facts tell him that Ye Jiaqi really doesn't like him anymore.

Three years have changed too much.

Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes.

"I'm going to take a shower. If you have nothing else, go back first." She was very tired.

"Ye Jiaqi, do you really have no feeling at all?"

"What do you feel?" She looked at him curiously.

"I will take you to Fengshan to watch the snow with you, and you will be perfunctory?" Qiao Sinian asked.

"I rejected you." Ye Jiaqi said lightly, "You insist on taking me there."

"Ye Jiaqi, do you still have the fucking heart?"

Josnian was really angry.

Her words were like pouring oil on the fire.

He cooked brown sugar tea for her and took her to Fengshan. In her opinion, what he did was just his own deeds!

Ye Jiaqi looked at his red eyes and knew that he was angry.

But what's so angry about him? It's true!

"I'm heartless, so don't treat me well, I can't feel it."

"Is that so? I don't have a heart? Let's see if you have a heart!"

As he said that, Qiao Sinian grabbed Ye Jiaqi's hand and pulled her to the bed!

Ye Jiaqi's wrist was strangled by him, and it hurt and red.

She was thrown on the bed by Qiao Sinian. Before she could react, his tall body pressed down!

His slender fingers touched the inside of her big legs—

"Didn't have a period this time? Huh?"

A panicked look flashed in Ye Jiaqi's eyes!

She tried her best to resist Qiao Sinian: "Don't do this, don't do anything randomly, I'm going to call someone..."

"Call someone?" Qiao Sinian seemed to hear some joke, "Only what I don't want, there is nothing I can't want."

As he said that, his left hand grabbed Ye Jiaqi's hands and pressed her moving legs!

His tall body pressed against her, and Ye Jiaqi felt dark.

She has never been his opponent in such matters.

His wrist was tightly tied.

Qiao Sinian's cold right hand penetrated from the corner of her skirt and fell down at the position of her heart.

Ye Jiaqi's face looked ugly: "Joe Sinian, you are fucking beastly clothes!"

"Didn't you say you're heartless? Why are you dancing so hard here now?" Qiao Sinian looked at her, "Wait a minute, won't you dance even harder?"

"Joe Sinian, I don't want it."

Ye Jiaqi resisted very hard, but he suppressed him hard, and there was no possibility of escape.

"I really don't want to? Or don't want to follow me?"

His hands were wandering around her body, and Ye Jiaqi's body was as hot as fire under his palm.

Qiao Sinian suddenly leaned over and lowered her face.

Her thin and cold lips held her pink red lips, biting, gnawing, and kissing.

Everything Ye Jiaqi wanted to say was interrupted by his kiss.

Her shoulders were shaking violently, and under him was like a pitiful kitten.

Shiver, scared, panic.

Several times, she wanted to speak, but was sealed by his kiss.

His breath was as usual, with a low-key Shenmuxiang, but with a strong anger.

This anger turned into a hand movement and became extremely intense.

His kiss was extremely rough and crushed her lips.

Only Qiao Sinian's heavy breathing and Ye Jiaqi's whimpering sobs were left in the bedroom.

Qiao Sinian reached out to tear her skirt, threw it directly on the ground, and pulled away his tie.

His eyes were filled with depth and gloom that could not be seen through.
Chapter completed!