It's just that the distance was too close, so Chi Huan couldn't see clearly.
"No," the man lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against hers. His voice was hoarse and low, more like an illusion, "otherwise, we would have been together long ago."
Chi Huan, "..."
Is it her fault
If he gets divorced, he will announce the news of his divorce. Maybe they will be fine when he comes back... But if that's the case, the man might think that she is greedy for his money and status again.
If Xia Tangtang hadn't said that to her—
They don't know what it looks like yet.
Thinking of this, she remembered her cold and sarcastic tone when Jin Sihan took a nude photo of her and she went to find him. She felt a little aggrieved in her heart, and she avoided her head to prevent him from kissing her neck. , said angrily, "You still have the nerve to criticize me? Say it yourself, if I hadn't come to you with one billion, would my nude photos have been flying all over the sky now?"
The more I think about it, the more frustrated I become, and the more I think about it, the more angry I become.
Although Jin Sihan said Liang Manyue was just an excuse, he still stayed because of her, which is not unreasonable now that he thinks about it.
However, if it hadn't been for Liang Manyue, he would have returned to Paris by now!
"Get off, no more kissing, make it clear!"
"there is none left."
Chi Huan didn't react for a while, "What's missing?"
"The photo is gone."
How could he let his nude photos fly all over the place
When he thought of her nude photos in Jin Sihan's hands, he wanted to gouge out the man's eyes, and all the eyes that had seen those photos.
If Xia Tangtang hadn't repeatedly assured him that there were no backups copied from the camera that took the pictures, and absolutely no one would have seen them except... the female photographer who took the pictures.
Jin Sihan didn't open it either.
The photo was completely ruined along with the SLR.
Chi Huan looked at him blankly. She originally thought that he and Xia Tangtang had divorced anyway, and they were together now, so she was not in a hurry about those photos.
But I never expected... It's gone
"What... when did it happen?"
He said calmly, "The night you came to find me."
That evening
He said it was her business not to go to him and treated her like a stranger, but then he still solved it for her later
Chi Huan opened his eyes wide and said angrily, "Then I went to your house to look for you the next day and chased you to the airport. If you tell me that the photos are gone, I won't pester you anymore. Why don't you say anything?"
"If I told you," the man's thin lips pressed against her entire ear, murmuring in a low voice, "can you still lie under me now?"
Chi Huan, "..."
"Mo Shiqian, you have been plotting against me... hmm."
Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed by the man.
As if to prevent her from settling accounts, Mo Shiqian never gave her a chance to speak again, and the kisses fell like a storm. Chi Huan was going to be mad at this bastard and scheming man. He didn't want him to succeed, so he used all his strength to kill him. Pushing away from him, the man easily held her disturbing hand with one hand and held it above her head. He lifted one of her legs with the other hand, adjusted the position skillfully, and entered.
After all, they haven't done it in almost two months.
It was not said that there was no foreplay, and there was even enough foreplay, but such a sudden suddenness was still very unexpected for Chi Huan. She opened her mouth slightly, and when she saw the handsome face of the man above her clearly, she was extremely annoyed. He tilted his head and leaned in to bite his arm hard.
This man is truly a bastard.
While forcing her to go to him, he also put on a cold and impatient expression on his face.
Mo Shiqian was on top, lowering his head and looking condescendingly at the woman below him, allowing her to bite him hard on his arm. The line of his jaw was very tight, and his deep eyes were filled with uncontrollable thick blood. deep feeling.
After she finished biting and vented enough, he bent down and kissed her cheek, "I don't care about you, how come you hang around me?"
"I haven't seen you being nice to me yet. You have a cold face all day long."
"You said I was disgusting and you wanted to cut my pulse. Do you want me to be nice to you?"
Chi Huan, "..."
"I told you it wasn't a vein cutting, but you yelled in the middle of the night and scared me, leaving a scar. I haven't blamed you yet but you still dare to mention this tea."
"Using a knife to cut your own wrist is not cutting your veins, what is it?"
"Is it okay to cut the flesh?"
Mo Shiqian, “…”
The man's voice was low and oppressive, "Why are you cutting yourself if you have nothing to do? Are you disgusting me or yourself?"
Chi Huan, "..."
She opened her eyes, and this time she could clearly see the hint of sinisterness and self-mockery in his eyes.
He really remembered this sentence to death, and it still bothers him to this day.
She licked her lips, lowered her voice, and muttered, "You are only thinking about me saying you are disgusting, but I don't see you feeling sorry for my hand."
The man stared at her face for a long time before uttering a low voice, "If it weren't for your hands, do you think I would disappear from your life?"
Chi Huan was stunned.
Having said that, if he hadn't mistakenly thought that she committed suicide by cutting her veins, they don't know how long they would have been entangled.
In the end, she curled her lips and said, "It sounds like you made a big sacrifice."
Mo Shiqian's face was expressionless. This sentence seemed to poke some point in his emotions. The man suddenly started thrusting hard. The rhythm was not fast, but every stroke had to go to the deepest point.
The voice was so hoarse that it was vague, accompanied by a hint of unclear emotion, "Do you think this sacrifice is small?"
She cut her wrists for fun, and the cuts on her hands were never exposed to him for many days.
He didn't know what this woman was thinking.
When she took care of him during the few days when his waist was injured, he thought she had some feelings for him—
But she suddenly cut her pulse decisively.
He didn't know that she hated him so much.
He hadn't thought about it for a long time, but now that he suddenly thought about it, his chest still felt like it was blocked by cotton and he couldn't breathe smoothly.
His dark eyes stared at the face beneath him, and he lowered his head and kissed her again, hard, without any tenderness or mercy, as if he was venting some violent emotions, and the movements beneath him became urgent and frantic. wave.
As far as the eye can see, whether inside or outside the yacht, there are only two of them in the world.
Both quiet and noisy.
Quiet, no one else around.
The noisy waves, the sea breeze, and the heavy breathing of the man next to her.
Chi Huan bit his lip and said intermittently, "Mo Shiqian... you... be gentler..."