Can You Love Me?

Chapter 63: I prefer to hear you cry

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This time, Xin Ai wants Chen Ming to lie in bed for two or three months. This is not only to vent her anger, but also to buy time. She cannot let Chen Ming come out and dig holes for her again.

Since we can't kill him, we'll cripple him first.

Chen Ming could still struggle and scream at first, but then he stopped moving, like a dead pig.

Xin Ai thought it was almost done, so she kicked Chen Ming on the head and said, "If I don't beat you to death today, I will spare your life. You just wait for me. My sister's account is not over yet."

It was almost 4 o'clock when Chen Ming went back after packing up. Xin Ai pushed a small yellow car on the roadside and rode for three or four kilometers before stopping, calling a taxi and returning to his residence.

After all this trouble, it was only a few hours before dawn when we returned.

After not sleeping all night, Xin Ai was in good spirits. She counted the time and found that she could still sleep for two hours.

After entering the door, I took off my shoes and went upstairs barefoot, opened the bedroom door, didn't turn on the light, took off my clothes, and lay down on the bed.

But she never expected that what she felt after lying down was not a soft bed, but a hard and warm body. Xin Ai was so frightened that everyone was dumbfounded at the time. There was someone there, and before she could scream, a wave of blood spread all over her body. Shen was suppressed tightly, and a familiar voice sounded above his head: "Where have you gone?"

At that moment, Xin Ai's heart almost jumped out of her chest. It was... it was Jian Zechuan!

How could he come? At that time, Xin Ai's mind

There was a voice, she was finished.

To her, this was worse than a burglar coming into the house.

Snap, the bedside wall lamp lit up, and Xin Ai's panicked face was exposed in front of Jian Zechuan.

Jian Zechuan sneered, how ugly.

He grabbed Xin Ai's wrists with his right hand and raised them above her head, pinched her chin with his left hand, and locked Xin Ai's dark eyes like deep whirlpools: "Answer my question."

The posture of the two was very ambiguous, but there was no ambiguity between them.

Jian Zechuan's hair was messy, his body was warm, and his skin was warm, but at this moment, Xin Ai couldn't see any human touch, no human emotion, no fireworks in his eyes.

He was like a god who controlled her life and death. Her life and death depended on his thoughts.

Xin Ai felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and her tongue was almost stiff. She tried her best to move the corners of her mouth: "I... couldn't sleep and went out... went out... for a run. Third Master, why are you here? It's so late."

She dared to go out because she was sure that Jian Zechuan would not come tonight, but who the hell would have thought that this guy would actually come tonight

Xin Ai's jaw hurt even more. She knew that no one would believe what she said, but what could she do? She couldn't just say it, right

"Running? After running for 4 hours, this physical strength is better than yours."

**much better. "

Xin Ai didn't dare to look into Jian Zechuan's eyes at all. She licked the corners of her dry lips and hesitated: "Just...just...go...went...to the Internet cafe and played games...it took a bit too long..."

"Haha, even if you say sleepwalking, it's more believable than this."

Jian Zechuan pressed on Xin Ai and looked at her face at close range. No slight expression on her face could escape his eyes.

He really liked seeing her flustered and uneasy look now. Such a real expression was much better looking than her usual artificial look.

"I... I... didn't lie to you, I... really went to play games..."

Jian Zechuan sarcastically said: "I think you are a thief?"

Xin Ai's heart trembled, must he know

"No... no, absolutely not. How could a simple and kind-hearted person like me become a thief? Besides... where can there be a beautiful thief like me, don't you think?" Xin Ai bit her lip and glanced at Jian Zechuan with a charming look.

The initial fear gradually dissipated and she calmed down a little.

She knew that no matter how she explained, she would not convince Jian Zechuan, so instead of doing so, it would be better to divert his attention so that he would no longer be obsessed with this issue.

Jian Zechuan mocked: "The blood was splattered on my face and I didn't even wipe it off."

Xin Ai instinctively turned his head to rub it off, but as soon as he moved, he realized that he had been fooled.

Sansan smiled and said: "Third Master, you are joking again. I usually don't even dare to step on ants. If you say so... you might as well wonder if I went to have sex with a wild man behind your back."

"Are you?"

"Isn't it true? Come... and check it out, won't you know?" Xin Ai blinked timidly, and gently rubbed her white and tender feet against Jian Zechuan's legs, which was full of teasing.

This was not a very clever seduction. Jian Zechuan thought he could handle it and he would not be tempted.

But he said, "Then I should really check it out."

Xin Ai's eyes were watery, her lips were pouty, she was kissing seductively, and her voice was soft: "Yes, yes, you should check it carefully. Please... don't let me go..."

Naturally, this was the only way Xin Ai could divert Jian Zechuan's attention.

When the only remaining clothes on her body were torn off, Xin Ai felt relieved but also felt sad. She herself despised such a method, but what could be done

The entangled figures of the two people in the room were reflected on the curtains. Xin Ai's breathing gradually became louder, and the intermittent sound could take away the soul of a person with just one ear.

When the sky is about to get dark, the first ray of morning light shines in through the window screen, making the charming bedroom become more and more gorgeous.

Xin Ai's voice had changed its tone. It was hoarse, like sobbing, and unbearable. The more she cried, the more Jian Zechuan's voice sounded.

His movements became more ferocious, as if he wanted to break her waist.

Jian Zechuan bit a piece of flesh on Xin Ai's neck and said, "Xin Ai, my patience is limited, don't challenge me again and again!"

The sexy and husky voice makes people's ears pregnant, and it sounds so good.

Xin Ai wanted to say, it doesn't matter. My perseverance is infinite, and my love for you is also infinite. But in this situation, she really can't say it. This time Jian Zechuan is more cruel than before, and her throat is so hoarse that she can't help it. Made a sound.

"You know what I hate the most?"

Xin Ai's cheeks were flushed, and a few strands of sweat-wet hair stuck to her cheeks. She was sexy and enchanting, her eyes were half-opened and half-squinted, her eyelashes were wet with tears. Her beautiful eyes carried thousands of amorous feelings, and her red and swollen lips were open, like a woman's. The demon can seduce countless men to their knees.

"Your eyes, and your mouth."

Jian Zechuan's tone was particularly unkind, sounding like he was gnashing his teeth, filled with hatred and disgust.

Her eyes were too clean, too clean to match her person.

Her lips were so tempting, but what she said was all lies.

But when her eyes looked at her, they made him lose control again. When she gasped and cried under him, he even felt absurdly that those men who died on women were not unreasonable.

"I prefer hearing you cry than hearing you talk."

For example, now, in **.

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